alas my marks were better than i predicted.
esp my geog.
i thought i'd fail but i passed.
but MATHS. maths was such a disappointment.
my main promo paper saw me receivin only 47 marks. sigh.
overall saved me from disgrace. but i'm still sore abt it nonetheless.

i got first for art, now that was a Pleasant surprise.
and from a U grade (blocks) to a B(final), pretty big improvement, come on, gimme a ROUND OF APPLAUSE!

but its still to early to get all chirpy, for NXT YEAR, will be hell of a nightmare for us ALL.
art will be hectic with art history ( what?! more artists added to the insurmountable list???) and the art piece itself. maths questions to drill into my cramped up head which has reserved no space, what so ever, for any maths info. neither will there be any space given up for charity any time in the near or foreseeable future. *nods on.

then there's lit with "heart of darkness" ( i hear Sng droning on about capitalizing the title, shut up shut up!) and then there's the own wilson poems (a stack mind u. no book. papers. that tear over time. goin in sync with my mental flow of destructon of educational materials.) then the "great gatsby". added on to wad we haf now...

oh the bane of such atrocities!

i've no mood to yak any further.
now all i want is to get a job.
"step by step..." *sings the tune