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[transylviania]

Tomorrow is THE DAY. My last written exam. I am prepared. But how well? It's all a blur in my head right now and I just want it to be over. ... I don't want to disappoint myself! ... I want to do well!

And on Saturday I'm off to London! But that seems far far away!

O daß wir unsere Ururahnen wären.
Ein Klümpchen Schleim in einem warmen Moor.