I'm always nervous when something is going to happen that will change my life, even if just for a little bit.

Tomorrow is such a day that will change my life again. I will learn new things again, things that I won't really care about, but I'll have to do it for the next 9 months anyway. I think that I still will have some time left for my projects, I just don't know if I will be awake enough to be able to work on them.

I don't think it will be that bad as I've always written here.

At least, some optimism can't hurt, can it? I guess not... I'm trying to imagine the worst thing that could happen to me, and I'm really surprised that actually everything isn't so bad. Sure, it's not what I want to do, but at least it's something else again, and it never hurts to see and learn new stuff.

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Why do I get the feeling that I'm just making this optimistic stuff up to calm myself down?

I will try to sleep now.

Good night, whoever reads this!