Having sent into a place where they do awesomeness aka a literary agent's office, I'm completely freaking out. Calm. Calm. Calm.
Who am I kidding? I CAN'T BE CALM AT A TIME LIKE THIS...or ever.
But still, I am waiting for a reply and if I get one, I'm screwed.
Oh My Goth, I'm not done yet. Fret fret. Panic panic.
On top of that, I've got an alienated best friend, a geometry final and a creep after me again! HOW DO I HAVE TIME FOR ALL OF THIS??
Well, not to ramble again but...OH MY GOTH!!! Why did I do this to myself?
Haley, I blame you.
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