i've been places, and i've done things. some i'm proud of, some i wish could be undone. but all things work together for the good of those who love Him and are called according to His will (Romans 8:28) and i know He's takin' me places.
and after all the mugging and piles of notes and TYSes and late nights. all i have is ONE A1. which is pathetic considering most of my classmates got like, oh, only about straight As. DAMN.
English A1 (God's grace, honest) Chinese B3 Math B4 (crap.) A Math C6 (even greater crap.) C. Humans B3 (should've been A1)
literature and science remains to be known. i'm praying for a miracle.
unproductive day today. but. happy. nonetheless, happy (:
i shall type out my essay when i get it cos i'm proud of it. considering that it was original, for one. see? to score high for english, stand out, write an animal story. animal stories always work. i just realised that i can't write happy stories. i mean, check out all my old essays, the short ones on the blog (like the wanton thing and marty&marie) and none of them end happy. WAHLAUEH. i'm so morbid.
fare thee well, dearest chuck. i shall to bed at once! (ok, so maybe not at once. more studying to do to make up for the lost time in church. and also because i wanna practice NatureBoy. i love love love love love that song.)
and i shall also buzz off to fret over Lit results tomorrow at Mrs.E's. then i'll scoot to church ASAP, hopefully real soon cos i need to study and i'll need shoulders to cry on. i think.
oh, and sweetheart, according to dictionary.com, Mojo means magic spell/mahic charm. SO, have you got your mojo? --for me.