You know, before last night, it never really hit home how close the promos were. I was almost asleep last night when I started thinking. Then I started going through the timetable for the promos in my head: GP PAPER TOMORROW. SHIT. And then I had this scary dream last night about the gp paper and how I wasn't prepared at all so I was rushing to school to do some last minute cramming and somehow I was late. Strangely enough, I was back in mshs and we were going to take the paper in the hall. And then I had this sinking feeling that I was going to fail promos and then I think I woke up. I hate it how dreams seem so real when you're in them.
Anyway, promos are just around the corner waiting to pounce on us and tear us apart. JC life sucks.