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Feb. 8th, 2008 03:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chanticoGod, sunlight. I missed you.
Today I am . . . not nervous per se, but . . . I lied, I am nervous. Maybe not outright so, but I feel a little dogged, like there's a shadow right behind my left shoulder that keeps disappearing as I try to look at it. So many things seem like they could go wrong at any moment, like everything I tread on and touch is made of glass. I feel off, and strange. I am concerned with things that I shouldn't even be concerned about, or worse, that are not things that are even MINE to be concerned about.
Feh. I'm just glad I have five minutes down time to write something before I have to run off to work. Second oral exam was perfectly fine. Pleased this week is almost over. Looking forward, sadly, to a chance to clean the kitchen.
I always sit down with the intention to write something interesting, but then find I don't want to talk about it.
Today I am . . . not nervous per se, but . . . I lied, I am nervous. Maybe not outright so, but I feel a little dogged, like there's a shadow right behind my left shoulder that keeps disappearing as I try to look at it. So many things seem like they could go wrong at any moment, like everything I tread on and touch is made of glass. I feel off, and strange. I am concerned with things that I shouldn't even be concerned about, or worse, that are not things that are even MINE to be concerned about.
Feh. I'm just glad I have five minutes down time to write something before I have to run off to work. Second oral exam was perfectly fine. Pleased this week is almost over. Looking forward, sadly, to a chance to clean the kitchen.
I always sit down with the intention to write something interesting, but then find I don't want to talk about it.
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Date: 2008-02-09 04:59 am (UTC)