Tomorrow and the next day. I have been wishing all week that this week would go by. My mom tells me to never wish my life away. And I actually do feel guilty doing it. How many people get to go to a school they love to do exactly what they want to do. Then I just wish the week away. Am I suppose to embrace the experience?
I do not think I am. Tomorrow is my noontime lecture about Support and Pregnancy. I am sure that everything I have to say is dumb and that people will sit for all of 5 minutes before they get up and leave. I am very scared no one will like my project (and yes, I have been afraid of this for two solid months now.)
The next day I have my boards. I am not ready for those. I have studied a little but NOT much. I have yet to think about what time I need to be there or even what identification they want. These tests are serious and highly guarded.
Yes, I am whining tonight. I do not enjoy what the next 2 days bring. I am lucky in that my cousin and his wife has invited Justin and I to the Buckwheat Festival Friday night. We then are going to Blueman Group on saturday night. On Sunday I move back to live with my parents for a month. I think I need it. I will miss Justin and Vandy but some good home time will also be nice.
Send major luck my way. Did I mention that everyone can ask me questions after my talk tomorrow. No?? Well they can. And I am SURE people will want me to be all squirly and cry. I am sure of it. Where is my self efficacy (a term used a lot in my talk tomorrow.) Or how about the childrens book of The Little Engine That Could. I think I can, I think I can, I think… Where is that attitude?