"Life Is What You Make Of It"

I keep repeating those words over and over again. Over and over and over. Those words have never been truer.

Im still having a major freak out regardless. What do i say. What do i do. Ive been imagining this situation. Except they were on my terms. When i was ready. Where i wanted to be. What i wanted to say. Now none of that is applicable here.

Life Is What You Make Of It. Life Is What You Make Of It. Life Is What You Make Of It. Life Is What You Make Of It. Life Is What You Make Of It.