Friggin' heaven! Tomorrow's already the start of EndOfYear paper. And, geesh hey, I certainly am not of a good health-currently. Have had this sore-aching cough for the past hours and it was still remained un-remedied.
Ouh, imagined crowning the loudest-to-cough during a paper? How disgustingly awful and much more to say-humiliated.
English paper. Ouh, am mentally prepared but not fully of percent cause I kept wavering over other stuffs.
I don't want to get a fail for English paper. Certainly not. I'll be straight dumped to people of normal acads&techs if I did bad for this particular subject. Well, considering the rest too, of course. I'd better do well, I mean really well, for this particular subject orelse. I'd try the summit best to keep my vow, diary.
I'd be needing a four-clovered leaf for mid-year, and still, I need it now. For physcological belief, four clovered leaf brings heaven good luck.