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I'm having The Jitters.

14 hours and I'm going to meet the professor with my (rather) poorly written essay. And then he'll probably tell me my chances of getting into the course.

I'm just all nervous now I'm not too sure I can write the essay. (But I fucking have to la.) Suddenly I'm not too sure about my decision. I know it's what I've wanted for forever. But sometimes, when you want something for too long, and when you have been disappointed for too long, you suddenly forget what you're fighting for.

Well, that said, I'm pretty sure I am damn fucking sure what I am fighting for.

Just not too sure if it's the right decision.

And then again, I'm not too sure if I should be so optimistic. Heh. Silly me.



I feel as if I'm gonna get married. Tsk to me.