I have a little more than a month before I leave for New York and then Paris. Cue the sweaty palms and the deep-breathing. I'm sort of freaking out. Where am I going to stay? What am I going to do be doing? What if they can't find an internship for me? Question, question, question, question. *Sigh*. I'm freaking out just a little bit.
The crazy thing is the internship prep class hasn't really helped the anxiety. I found out on Thursday that some of the people in the same program as me have already heard about where they're going to be interning. This doesn't exactly bode well for me.I can't help but thinking that nobody wants me as an intern. Guh. I just have to wait until the 21st. That's the deadline. That's the day of salvation or of death. Sorry for the drama.
On the other hand, school, divine comedy, and tristan & yseult are going wonderfully. I by that I mean they are wreaking havoc on my life as usual. I did manage a 90% on my last midterm which is great considering I studied for it during the BYU vs. UNM game...yeah. I'm going to give the credit for my good grade to Jimmer, because him owning UNM gave me the adrenaline I needed to perform better. Adrenaline helps! Trust me. (But don't wait until the last minute to take a test...or to study for that test. Just don't do it.)
I need help, serious help to get through these next couple weeks standing. Have hope, old heart.
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