Just thought I'd write a quick post to let anyone who cares know that I survived. Whoever prayed or had some faith in me really truly helped. Thank you. My worst fears of them kicking me out of the program and them just hating everything I've been doing did not come true. I had some praise, criticism, and some actual constructive critiques.
I sat through two of my good friends' critiques earlier in the day and theirs were going well and while they were speaking and the professors asking their questions all I could think about was… "OH HOLY CRAP I WON'T SURVIVE I QUIT!" My good friend Sam said "think about the Pillsbury Doy Boy and everything will be okay" which, well, it was. Me handing out "happy" Snapple bottles wishing I could have one, but I had to wait. And panic. Luckily John was sweet and came up just to give me some moral support. Good Lord did I need it. Sunday I was literally shaking and kept calling people for support but no one was around. He came through for me. 🙂 It was so good to know that someone was there for me for support. That's all I needed. Even though he had to sit here while I was packing up my dorm room and wait for me and then drive down to Philly at midnight. (Sorry, and thanks 🙂 )
So now I have to write 5 more one page papers and finish packing up my dorm room. Thursday night my friends and I are going out to celebrate and then Saturday night is the big night… FREEDOM PARTY!!!! I'm so excited.
Thanks again for believing in me.