So my nerves are starting to jitter. In four days time I will be in Newcastle taking the aptitude test, and being told what my options are (if I have any with the army). What if I go mute or start that strange trick of talking really fast, or I forget every single note I have made or... well, so much could go wrong. I know rationally there is no point to fretting about it when I have no control over it; all I can do is show up and do my best.
Still I want that nervous energy to stop my limbs twitching, and to stop making my shoulders so tense and to stop popping up inside my mind to taunt me. This is only mild. I know that on the day I will feel my stomach swirling with a mini tornado, my mouth will feel dry no matter how much I drink and I may even spontaneously laugh at the silence in the room just a little too loudly.
I'm worried. If I don't get in I will look like a massive fool for trying. If I do get in, I will have to abandon everything normal.
Begin the count down to my YOU session and the decisions that will affect the rest of my life. *Gulp*