Happy?

I don't really know what's going on, I think that I could be possibly happy. That is such a scary statement, I really don't want the sky to fall or for the other shoe to drop. Prom is upon us and I am actually excited, I am a condidate for Prom King, and I am not really concerned with winning. Though it wouldn't be bad. I just want everything to work out and I am terrified if it doesn't it would be all of my fault. (Please don't let it be my fault.)