At least pressure makes you into a PERFECT basketcase, right? Seriously, though, should you be a praying person, I could use the help right now. Talk about panic attacks all day long. I'm starting to shake now.
On another note, it amazes me how I can have a perfectly normal, deep conversation with someone who I haven't spoken to much for months. It's sort of a relief, rather. Things are different between us, yes. But it's an OK sort of different.
I love how my grammer is totally incorrect. Well, more like the way I start my sentences. I use fragments a lot. Which is why I will never be an English major. Maybe a minor, though.
Tomorrow is going to be a long, stressful day. It is not one which I look forward to. I think I said that before, but I'm saying it again. It will be OK, though. Everything will turn out fine and be for the best.
Not to mention that Tim Burton's Corpse Bride will be released on DVD. I bet I could go down to Walmart right now and buy it. But I think I'll wait until after class. Go to class from 9-5, you know, and then run over to the Bishop's office and have him give me another blessing (hey, I need all the help I can get right now). Then it's a quick drive to get my movie. After that the pressure will really be on.
I should just stop thinking about it.
Anyway, off to read a bit more about patience before I go to sleep. If I can stay awake, that is.
