mid-december crisis

i couldn't sleep the entire night. i dont think i was scared to that extend. but perhaps i subconciously fears it. deep inside me i still fear it no matter how many times i reassure myself "whatever the outcome is, god always wants the best for me".

each time i turn and wriggle to try to get the right position on my bed, i think of what might happen. sigh... i'll probably know the results today. god bless me...

"next time band just do the minimum, the rest is no choice"