Tomorrow is not going to be a good day.... It is going to be hell. Tomorrow we, the Sexmästerie (still no good translation for the student union society...) is going to inform our little group of applicants who can join and who can not. And I hate things like that. It is going to be tough.
I am so nervous about this that I feel like I am going to puke. I feel so sick.... I really need to get to bed...
I am so nervous about this that I feel like I am going to puke. I feel so sick.... I really need to get to bed...
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