I guess was actually worrying about the pre-IB applications last night, except subconsciously.
Either that, or there was something bothering me that I didn't know.
Its worst when you don't know what's wrong with yourself.
After getting the envelope and checking it, I was still...the same, I guess. I didn't feel like a huge burden was lifted off my shoulders or anything.
Later on, I discovered that somebody else didn't get in, and they were very upset with it. I was upset for them too, I don't know why. Its also pretty bad when every single person around you seem to have such control over your mood, even thought you don't want to happen.
On the good side, 5 days left until Heart Station.
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