I probably should be more optimistic because tomorrow's a beginning, but technically it's also an end. I'm frankly pretty afraid.
When I was younger I used to pretend like one day, something massive would happen. I considered it preparation for the day when it arrived. Somehow where I am now doesn't feel like I prepared right back then. I hope I don't say the same for my papers.

I know I just have to take this bitter medicine and get it over with. It's a hard pill to swallow, but I'll have to find the courage somehow.
Whoever reads this (esp my whatsapp gurlssss) and is taking papers too, all the best. I truly believe in this point where I need faith the most, I can commit everything to God. The road is treacherous and laden with obstacles, but I know God will walk the way with me. This I am positive of.
TWO WEEKS, LET'S GOOOOOOOOO