Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Afraid to breathe

Tomorrow is the big day. Somehow between 1 and 5 I'm supposed to muster enough courage to call the graduate office and listen to them tell me whether or not I passed my comp exams. I can hardly breathe just thinking about it.

Pass. Four little letters that will change my world. Oh please, please let me hear those four little letters.

I have no interest in hearing the other four letters. Fail.

Breathe, breathe, breathe. 

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