The countdown...
I am set to take my Latin translation part of my Senior Comprehensive Review tomorrow. In less than 13 hours to be exact. I haven't had a chance to look at everything, or a chance to re-look at what I've reviewed thus far. I'm scared beyond words, to the point where I feel nauseous. If I fail my whole college life is ruined. I'll never get accepted to a graduate school or get a career in Latin. I'm so gorram scared of being a failure. I'm even contemplating suicide if I get below a B as my final grade. I'm that serious about this test being that important to me. I need a miracle, or something similar. I don't even believe in organized religion or the standard ideas of a god, yet here I am praying and begging whatever, whoever is up there listening to help me. My hands shake every time I think of how the test will look. My stomach turns every time I imagine the look on [my Advisor] Dr. Laforse's face when he tells me how disappointed he is in me. I've never been so frightened in my entire life.