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So it's just sunk in that I'm taking my driving test tomorrow. After a lesson at 7:30 in the bloody morning. Oh, god. And I think I should practice more (or something) because I really don't want to fail, but I hate driving with my mum right now. She bugged me the other day to practice parallel parking on our street, in the middle of the day, when there was traffic. And then screeches and yells and goes "GAH! YOU'RE GOING TO HIT THE CAR!" when I realize that I've been boxed in and I need to get out of the way of all the traffic. And I really, really, wasn't going to hit the car. I promise.
And I have emails mounting up that I have to respond to, and just really don't want to. I've been avoiding my school email, because I just don't want to look at it.
Such a bad plan!
I have to email my boss-lady and make up some reason why I can't come in to work on Sunday (and why it's taken me so long to reply), and I have to email the Butterfly Conservatory and explain why I can't come in any more (which sucks. The one job I really want, and I can't even get to the interview). I just really don't want to do either of those things. It'd actually take about 10 minutes if I just went and DID it, but I'm avoiding it like the plague. BAD PLAN. >.<
Just thinking about all the things I have to do makes me feel slightly nauseous, especially when I realize how close to the end of reading week it really is.
Apparently real life doesn't stop with reading week?
...and someone has been calling my cell repeatedly for the last couple days, and I've missed every single call. But they don't leave a voicemail, and I don't recognize their number. *is confused*
edit: Ok, so apparently all I needed to get started on writing those emails was a kick in the pants. A.k.a. a voicemail from boss-lady being like "CAN YOU WORK SUNDAY OR NOT? *rawr*". Heh. Two emails down, 15 read, and only 6 cover letters left to write. Ugh.