thank you dear Father.
thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you
i know i totally doubted you at times and i know i still don't understand your ways and stuff and one day i'm going to realize that the path i always wanted and planned to take isn't always the best but for now, THANK YOU for this very unexpected gift.
SO when the seven a1s list was over and done with and there was a little straggly crowd of friends on the stage, i had a sort of strange resigned calm and i started clapping perhaps a little less enthusiastically and i settled back a bit more comfortably and relaxed-ly in my chair. oh background info as to why i'd already deemed it impossible to get more'n seven a1s: fell asleep in physics, screwed up chem prac, wrote a super controversial essay for english (plus screwed up oral) and what was that last one? - oh yeah, none of the questions i spotted for history came out. win right! - so then -
okay, the moment was/is far too epic for me to actually start describing.
8 a1s, what more can i say! :D
<3