University Interview Tomorrow. Am I jinxing it by writing here? Anyway, I tried to practice by pacing in the room and talking to myself. The only thing I got was a parched throat and then I drank a full bottle and got a bloated stomach. Figures.
So yes, Interview! My sister suggested I tell them that I’m a good writer. How can I just say “You know what! This girl can write ghoood, Y’all!” How can anyone just say that about themselves? even I don’t know if I could be called a writer at all. So yes, I’m crossing that one out. I’ll just say I write.
Just got a call from Pops saying my USB port has backfired and is probably filled with a deadly virus so the prospect of printing out some of my essays I wanted to show is in jeopardy. Great.
Have to get up at 7 tomorrow. I think the last time I got up this early was in February for a test. It’s July now. Sigh. ImustnotmessuptheinterviewImustnotmessuptheinterview
Listening now: Smells like Teen spirit by Nirvana