Friday, November 6, 2009

This is going to be depressing.

Dear Santa

The GCE 'O' Levels are coming to a close. For me, it has been quite a horrible ordeal, because I have never seen myself perform worse. YUP. In a state of depression I shall draft a long, tiresome and almost nonsensical letter to you, because you are Santa and Christmas is coming.

- I wish my brain had a larger capacity.
- I wish I had opened my eyes to see that Physics Paper 2 started at 8, not 2.30.
- I wish I wasn't late for Physics Paper 2 (although I'm quite relieved that Val had called me in the wee hours of the morning)
- I wish I hadn't mugged Amath so hard I almost fainted from exhaustion in the hall.
- I wish I could redo my lit paper. (Lit, of all things. Lit.)
- I wish Social Studies wasn't such a pain in the ass.
- I wish I had listened to Vanessa more, because she's hurt, and I can't help her very much right now.
- I wish my English actually had some tough foundation, cause it sure didn't show in the exam hall.
- And finally, I wish whatever I wished would come true. It is quite a stretch, and a painfully long one at that. But hey, you are Santa.

Lots and lots of love,
Cheryl

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