Between pulling more all-nighters than I care to count and having my presentation boards drawn all over with a red marker pen for two consecutive critiques in a row, I'm glad to say we're finally headed towards our FINAL review. This marks not only the end of my semester, but also my last college presentation. If all goes well.
Guest judges = all our ex-bosses from internship.
GREAT.
Not.
I hate how everything took a sharp turn and went downhill. The last time I had my boards drawn all over in red was back in semester 3. And I got that twice then too! Somehow, that didn't worry me as much as it does now. And then all these what if's flood my mind. What if I screw up? What if I don't pass? What if I have to retake?
Gah. Too much negativity in my house these days.
30 days to go.
