*Small sqeak!*

The results of my second parapsychology module are due to arrive in the next couple of days, I've been so scattered really with nerves about it, I never have the faith in myself to believe I've done perfectly ok. I'm the one who convinces herself of just how badly she has done so that prefectly acceptable marks come as a great surprise and relief, alternatively there is a smugness about being proven right and failing miserably. I guess it's simply a case of if I believe the worst and it happens I don't feel quite so let down or annoyed about it, there's no real fall or dissapointment when you have no expectations.

However, I demand to be told I will do fabulously, think of it as your good deed for the day :p