All this work better be worth it. If I don't do well on my thesis defense tomorrow, I fail the class and have to stay at Wittenberg for another year.
So far I've f-ed up my sleep cycle, made a huge mess of my room, had a major freakout, complete with tears, I can't decide if I'm hungry or nauseous, and my eyes feel like I rubbed a thrilling combination of sand and glass in them.
Also, I feel like I might burst into tears at any sign of a problem. This? Is not good.