Almost mid-October now...part of me wants an answer now, part of me doesn't ever want to know...
Everyone has been really, really nice about this whole bar thing- all "Of COURSE you passed, just don't worry", "I have a good feeling," et. cetera.
Honestly, the most comforting thing anyone has said to me in the last week was my boss: "It's OK to be freaked out of your mind. We've all been there. There is no way not to worry about it."
The happy thoughts are nice, keep 'em coming, but I can't make my hopeful-yet-pessimistic brain believe them.
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