Day 2
I AM STRESS.
I was the nut talking to myself in the middle of the street.
I made my roommate read a newsfeed for one of the Texas blogs I frequent because I panicked. Stabbed in the gut, plastic bag over my head, panic. I see white space with black little sticks in all the wrong patterns. That is my nightmare. After all it's happened before. Even after chatting to myself all day that I had conquered and surpassed the evil test from hell, I freaked.
I hate myself.

Comments
You are not alone; it looks like the Board of Law Examiners is not going to spare us a second of torture by releasing the results early.
The visitor counter on the Board of Law Examiners is going through the roof--so, obviously, many others are anxious to know the results.
Good luck!
Posted by: Samples | November 2, 2005 11:57 AM