Ready for the Worst.

I defend my thesis tomorrow at 12.30 pm.. and I'm a bit anxious. Seriously!! Anxiety is killing me.. but instead of practicing, I sit here doing stuff like this. Everything is uncontrollable whenever I feel anxious. I'm standing on the dead end and have been hoping the committee will miraculously like my thesis and accept my argument.

I'm ready, so very ready for the worst possibility. I've never found any difficulties so far. My thesis journey seemed like tol road whereas my friends were struggling and crying, so I never know how Dove shampoo tastes like. Tomorrow, this situation is in God's hands. God has the plans, amazing plans for me.. And if tomorrow is the right time for me to taste the Dove shampoo, I'm ready. There's a plan, and that plan is God's plan.