Wish me look
Tomorrow is quite an important day that has been on my mind for a while now. I’ll be taking an exam on my saxophone, the results of which could determine whether or not I get into the university of my choice. I’m pretty sure I can pass but for some reason I really don’t feel prepared and so the nerves are starting to build. In the past I’ve not felt too nervous about such exams, but there’s so much riding on this one it’s hard not to in this case.
Think of me at 9:50 AM tomorrow as I’ll be stepping into the exam room.