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Monday, May 18, 2009
Midyears.

I hope I pass. I hope I pass. I hope I pass.
I hope I pass. I hope I pass. I hope I pass.
I hope I pass. I hope I pass. I hope I pass.

I'll pray to God tonight.
I'll pray, I promise. I'll pray, really I will.
I need to pass my English midyears.

If I fail. If my prayers don't come true.
I'll cry like I did for A Math.
Till my eyes are red, and I can't even fake it.
A Math is enough. Enough.
Enough to make me realise I do not want to be the lowest in class. Anymore.

I need to pass. I need to pass. I need to pass.