One day to go

Tomorrow is our Varsity Match, quite the big deal around these parts. Nothing else in our season really matters except winning, which means that I'm nervous in the best way. I'm still very worried that I'll lose my voice though.

Yesterday was a Great Day, despite the fact that Giant Douche hasn't emailed me back. Still hasn't... douche. Anyways. Any worries about my being here have definately been assuaged, more than assuaged. Hell, I might even be able to come back at this rate. When such an accomplished academic describes your paper as 'a pleasure to read', you must be doing something right! I walked around all afternoon with a smile, definately the highlight of my academic life so far. Hear that Oxford? I belong here. Heavy.

To top if off, Jeffrey and I booked tickets to Spain for ten days in April, and I might have a travel buddy to accompany me to Brussels and Amsterdam in a few weeks. This break is definately looking better than my last one. All I have to do is flesh out my essay topic into an argument and get it finished by 10th week, no problem. Especially now that my concerns, which prevented me from started my previous papers and dogged me throughout the process, have disappeared.

Now, to turn up my pre-varsity playlist and start getting my game-face on... tomorrow afternoon, those Tabs won't know what hit 'em.