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January 16, 2007
Nervousness crept in last night. Now this morning I meet it face to face. My stomach is in knots doing somersaults. There should be no need to be scared. I can do this; we know this. Ultimately, I will enjoy this, I always do. School is my thing, how many times have I said that now? I have a headache. I am tired. Sleep didn't find me. Five am found me well. Now I wait, ill. I'll be better when the first days are done. I always am. Then I'll find my groove, and then the semester will be over.