Unless I do something about it. A friend once said, life is a school, and we'd be doing second grade's test, for example, again and again till we get proper mark.
I thought I got an F in Human Relationship. HR's all right, it's Pride I didn't pass.
Another friend was so sure she scored OK at Envy Studies. Well, I was sure abot that too. She's someone you can show everything to, from bonanza cars every now and then to diamond on your wed-finger, and she wouldn't blink an evil eye. However, The Professor's not so sure. Just a little mistake in her answer sheet and ta-da! That friend of mine has been burried in papers for extra points so she will pass. For months.
I just found out that I did mine wrong. No wonder my paper's older than hers.
So tonight, I guess I'll just sent some text messages of forgiveness to some people.
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