Whoever knew that, this little star... * Could ever mean so much to people. A*'s are all the teachers go on at the moment, don't get me wrong i'd love to get a few. But i'll get what i'll get and try my best. I can't do more than that.
And we aren't even in January yet. Damn. Roll on the GCSE's.
I'm always dissapointed when I wakeup before my dream has finished... I'll never get to know how it ends. Just like many other things that happen. It's like a dissapointing ending to a book; -an anticlimax. I want to remember where it left, so I can return but simply can't remember. And you'll never be able to revist where you ended the dream... But when you have a nightmare, it keeps returning, coming back. Returing to the end. The worst part.
