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Day 2 Is anybody out there?


 By the way, did I mention I hate waiting?

Didn’t hear back from anyone today. Seriously having an argument with myself about whether or not I should contact them tomorrow. I guess I’ll give them one more day, then I am contacting them.

Honestly, I bet they’re really busy. I should have patience but anyone who knows me knows that’s not one of my strong suits.

Have you figured out what’s going on yet? I keep debating on whether or not I should give you more details. I think what it comes down to is that I’m still procrastinating. For some reason I think it’ll be easier once I’ve gotten the phone call.

OK, I’m going to give it one more day and no matter what, I’ll start sharing my story.

Damn, this isn’t going to be easy.

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