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E UU... S!

My grades mock at me.

Never mind the temporary setbacks for I shall persevere till the very end and get myself promoted to year 2!

I can't, don't want, musn't and WON'T be retained!

So I reckon I have 2 options to realise that. One - Work towards it and pray to God that He'll listen to my desperate pleas. Which means there's a possibility that I may not be promoted. GOD FORBID. Two - Sell my soul to the Devil and crap for promos to get brilliantly written papers through witchcraft and be promoted, easy-peasy.

Yep. My choice is pretty obvious.

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