The constant mental battle I went through in that SCOT is actually crazy. Half of me was like you got this, you can do it, you’ve done it before, it’s fine. The other half of me is like dead and numb, the other half of me is like omg I love this, this is so challenging and exhilarating and I love the challenge (if I pass lol) then another part of me is like don’t fuck up!!! Whatever you do, don’t fuck up!!
Also I’m sick of everyone on my course being a half friend. Out of 22 people, only 2 are real friends and the rest are half. And I hate it. Even when I think someone is my good friend, they show me their true colours, and I should really really learn to believe them















