It'd be nice to hear the familiar voice again. Hm, maybe not.
MATHS! :/ this kind of emotional rant on imminently failing maths has happened so many times, it's getting boring. Probably because I've been dying on the bed so often, revising maths wasn't much a priority. 69 days to make that fail an A! yeah right.
Chasing too many dreams that I know won't come true. So, dreams: take two thousand seventy-i lost count-.
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