So these deadlines are zooming upon me much faster than I am comfortable with. In a week and then a week after that, I will find out if these people see potential in me. This is utterly terrifying. I try to avoid wanting things too badly, because it tends to end in disappointment. But oh my god, I want this. I. Want. This. As a result, the closer the deadline gets, the more nervous I get. Sleep is almost a joke (although to be honest,I've never been good at sleeping longer than 5-7 hours), as of late, food has been cool, but not the obsession that it usually is (even though that might be the tobacco remnants from monday still kicking around in my system).
I'm worried that virtually every single bad thing I do is going to count against me karmically.
That reminds me, I should call my mom.
Let's hear it for this heat wave! I think that maybe Austin's not ready for me yet. But perhaps the cool factor woruld balance the hot factor and I'd be okay after all.
Sometimes I wish I wasn't an only child.
Sometimes I wish I was a mind reader.
This makes me smile though:
I'm worried that virtually every single bad thing I do is going to count against me karmically.
That reminds me, I should call my mom.
Let's hear it for this heat wave! I think that maybe Austin's not ready for me yet. But perhaps the cool factor woruld balance the hot factor and I'd be okay after all.
Sometimes I wish I wasn't an only child.
Sometimes I wish I was a mind reader.
This makes me smile though:
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