Dum dee dum dum

I foresee two whole days of biting my nails and tearing my hair out.

I should turn my cellphone off tomorrow, or stay out the whole day doing something, anything to get my mind off the million dollar question: Am I going to be allowed to enroll for next semester?

Dammit. My hands are cold and I don't have a Plan B.

Please please pray that I pass.