"I'll be there soon." "See you soon."I'll get back to you soon."
When? When is soon? Is soon a week from now? A month from now? A day? Ten minutes? How soon is soon?
And will I stop freaking out until I know? No. I won't.
Guess what! The semester is past the half way point. The end is near. Which is both very sad and exciting. I have really enjoyed my classes, even Latin has been better than I thought it would be.
Those who have seen my earlier posts might recall one of my classes from this semester causing me to have a slight spazz attack. Creative Writing: Fiction. It was the portfolio. It threw me. It made me unbelievably nervous.
What if I didn't get it in? What would that mean? Would it mean anything?
Well, I've done it to myself again.
Creative Writing: Poetry.
I'm so excited. I submitted my portfolio and the professor said I would hear back from him soon. I'm assuming that means that it will be once the submission deadline passes next month. However, in the meantime, I'm going to continue to freak out.
Since, I am on my phone currently. I am going to keep this short.
I'll post again soon.
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