Jun 25, 2009 16:27
It happens tomorrow. I am strangely serene. Perhaps after dreaming about this for years and actively planning and fretting and hyperventilating over this for months on end I have actually reached the end of my capacity for anxiety. I am all worried out. I've done everything I can do to prepare for this. There's nothing left but to get up tomorrow morning, put my suit on, walk in there and do what I can to convince the assessors that this is what I'm meant to do with my life, and that they should let me do it. We'll see how it goes.
foreign service,
tests,
personality