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Twenty-four hours exactly until final college assessment.

One word. And a few symbols and numbers.

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...yeah, says it all. Somehow, I'm both scared and calm at the same time. I guess it's more - resigned than calm, maybe? I just can't shake the feeling I'm going to do much of Teh Suck.

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Ugh. Got to work. Got to get stuff done. Got to stop acting like a total Grif.
Got to stop fiddling around with apps/bios for BG. >_> Not that I'm doing anything yet, hell, if I don't yet know where Simmons is staying....

Folder's coming together slowly... eh, I just hope it's enough. Scribbling some Quick Art Of Stuff-Done-Ness up.
My storyboard is freaking stick men. :(