Sweetie, It's going to be okay. Promise. I'm sure you're going to kick ass at the tournament this saturday (er, today), because you went to state last year with your poetry, remember? You ROCK.
I'm behind- WAY BEHIND- on my NaNo too. So is almost everyone else that I know. It's okay that you're stressed- who isn't? But don't let it become your whole life, because if you do, you'll explode. And that would be awful.
I will be there cheering you on next friday. You know I will. You're going to be fine, I heart you like mad, and it's going to be okay.
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Date: 2005-11-13 12:02 am (UTC)Sweetie, It's going to be okay. Promise. I'm sure you're going to kick ass at the tournament this saturday (er, today), because you went to state last year with your poetry, remember? You ROCK.
I'm behind- WAY BEHIND- on my NaNo too. So is almost everyone else that I know. It's okay that you're stressed- who isn't? But don't let it become your whole life, because if you do, you'll explode. And that would be awful.
I will be there cheering you on next friday. You know I will. You're going to be fine, I heart you like mad, and it's going to be okay.
*pokes your shoe*