i am not going to be bitter tomorrow, cause it will be wednesday, not monday.

i am not going to be affected by whatever either one of the pops say, like 'you have been demoted to be the minister of whatever' - thoughtless, i tell you.

i will go out to school at 7am tomorrow & take the long 969 ride to school; & shall not rush.

i will survive & conquer whatever comes my way - FPQAP, ComNu & what have you; that is what i get in school.

& i will go on waiting for the 22nd november, for that was what has been enforced on me.

i will wait, keep myself busy, but still wait for that day; maybe laugh it off a little, pretending it is funny, laugh until i cry pretending it is something funnier.

you really are some kind of wonderful, ten kinds of amazing.

& me, i will always be here.