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Friday, 24 September 2010 @ 18:25
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Mr Fi wrote me a note today. He wrote me a note on a purple post-it he'd stapled two Fox sweets (also purple, but in different shades) onto. Colour-coordination prowess aside, the note made me smile. It was a congratulation note, because apparently, the judges for the Commonwealth Essay Competition thought I deserved a gold award for my essay??? Haha okay not gonna lie, I felt reaaal good for the first two hours after I got the news. Now.... I LAUGH AH PLEASE.