I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star To pray on
, or wish on, or something like that
I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy Whose reality I knew
, was a hopeless to be had
[Paper Bag - Fiona Apple]
All the works come back suddenly, Golly Gosh! o_o
German: 2
Math: 3
Latin: 3 -
French: 4 -
history: 3 -
Chemistry: 4
English: 3 +
Physics: 3
Music: 3 +
biology: 2
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