I think I should congratulate myself.
I love Literature. That is a given. I'm sure it's the only school subject whose love for I've managed to openly gush about to anyone so far.
But I don't love Literature half as much as Biology. Now. Biology makes the blandest lunch taste good.
But my love for Biology can't even begin to compare with my love for Chemistry.
Chemistry is like music, but tangible.
Right now, unsurprisingly, Math is my least favourite H2 subject. But I don't hate it at all.
I'm actually beginning to hope, for once, that I'll do well for the A levels.
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