I am a walking ball of STRESS, plain and pure.
Today is my Grammar exam--there's no putting it off, no more possibility of delay on our prof's part. I am absolutely terrified, and don't feel at all prepared. This is not just me being paranoid, mind you: at least 50% of her class fails the first time around. Oi.
In other news, today is also Individual Conference day with Melanie. I have no idea what I'm going to perform. This may annoy her. I will, however, show up to her office, begging to be handed something to perform. I'm no good at picking stuff out. Mainly because I have NO time to look through books. It's horrible. Anyways, I'm terrified of that, too. Talking to professors tends to make me nervous.
I'll survive the day somehow, though. *sighs and trudges off to get dressed and leave for school*
In other news, today is also Individual Conference day with Melanie. I have no idea what I'm going to perform. This may annoy her. I will, however, show up to her office, begging to be handed something to perform. I'm no good at picking stuff out. Mainly because I have NO time to look through books. It's horrible. Anyways, I'm terrified of that, too. Talking to professors tends to make me nervous.
I'll survive the day somehow, though. *sighs and trudges off to get dressed and leave for school*