Nervous Nervous Nervous Nervous

I had my second and probably final grad school interview today. I wished I had been as calm and collected on Friday as I was today but I can’t take that back. I did ok Friday, but I was so nervous, I think my fingernails were sweating. I think maybe the only time I’ve been more nervous was for a tap dance recital I had when I was 6. Yep, it really was that bad. I just hope I didn’t completely blow it.

I know where I want to go now. The choice is so very clear in my mind now, which isn’t helping my nerves one bit. It’s out of my hands now, I just have to wait. I go back to feeling like I’m going to throw up every time the mail is delivered.

I think the only thing to do is distract myself with really amazing music videos. How’s this one:

Maybe I should bring indiegeek back from the dead. Or maybe I should just focus on my class and stop getting distracted.