Tuesday, January 02, 2007

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Do you know the feeling when you are waiting to get up on a stage for the first time? Those 3 minutes when you can actually hear your heart beat? When someone could smack you and you wouldn't feel a thing?

Well, I have been in that position- constantly- for the past 2 days. I believe, the only time my heart dipped to 80 was when I was sleeping.

The problem: I can't take 21 more days of this.
The weird part: I am not the stressed kind. Or the nervous kind. Or the I'll-cry-when-I-am-happy kind.
The thought: I am the OMG-I-am-so-excited-that-I'll-jump-on-my-bed kind. But never this much.
The solution: O' married womAn, I need thee.