Deep breath. Tomorrow promises to be fun. I’ve got an interview scheduled for the afternoon, my first tennis lesson in the morning, and Arabic class in the evening. Now this wouldn’t be so bad except for the transportation mess. I have to drive my dad to work, then go to tennis straight afterwards. Then right after tennis, I’ll have to rush downtown to my interview. Hopefully I’ll be able to find a decent parking space. That’s supposed to last an hour and a half, after which, I’ll have to pick up my dad, and then rush to class. Joy.