I'm not trying hard enough. This is my last school. Last chance. I have almost no time left.
'Two years' is shorter than it seems.
Let's make these a good two years. Let's push myself in the direction I want to go. If that's not enough, at least I'll raise my general fortune level. What bad could better scores do, anyway?
riverboat
-
▼
11
(161)
-
▼
Feb
(24)
- letter to a good friend
- new blogskin
- con moto; the winds of change
- turn of the wind
- croak...?
- frog
- skip
- Katy Perry: Peacock
- had to get it out of my system
- paper cones and colliding galaxies
- today's lessons
- doors
- regretting isn't enough, is it?
- brave little resolution
- nothing once again
- classes
- four stories
- seaside
- oh well
- slipping away
- a dream
- who they are
- the brighter the sun
- gone, all gone
-
▼
Feb
(24)