Results come out tomorrow. Actually at one minute past midnight tonight. To suggest that I am a little apprehensive is somthing close to the understatement of the century! My future career is kind of hanging in the balance right now and despite all the assurances I won't settle until I know for sure. I'll try to be nonchalant, in fact, it would a huge test of self control to go to bed as normal and look the results up tomorrow. After all, they won't change whether I stay up tonight or look tomorrow. It is time to get a grip!
My body protests as I rise at 6am to get the housework done so that I don't take time out from study tonight. The comfortable familiarity of the routine is tempered by a tiredness due to the shortness of the break between study years. As always, there was considerably more to do than time to accomplish it and the list will remain (and grow) until next semester break or something becomes urgent and I can't stand to leave it any longer. In fact, most things these days only get to the action stage when they're urgent. Eh - that's life!