So, so tired. Sleeping late, waking up early to study. Back to the same old routine, gr.
Can't wait for this to end.

22 more days to A2, and 48 days to the end of it all.

The only thing keeping me going now is Leicester. Knowing that with 3As at hand, I'm going. And I really, really want to go. Part of me is quite sure that I'll make it, I'm not really sure why. Maybe it's because I really do believe that God has a plan for me. Jeremiah 29:11. ' "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord. "Plans to prosper you, not to harm you. Plans to give you a hope and a future." ' This verse has been continually popping up since last year, and I believe He indeed has a plan for me. So I'm just going to give it my all and watch His plan unfold.

Faith & Perseverance, that's all I need right now.

Grandma: You know ah, your daddy keeps telling me that he can't bear to let you go.
Grandma: ........ *tears*
Mummy: *tears*
Me: DON'T DO THAT *bawls*