Sleepwalking my way through life: Screw you Lyra!



Screw you Lyra!

My confidence has received a well desevered boost today.

I was pulled out of RE before the discussion had begun, before I had even taken a sip from my coffee. Mr Fitzpatrick led me down the hall before disappearing into a class and coming back out holding a handful of papers. My dissertation.

He gave me the usual update, expression this, structure that, need to meld the two books and so on.

"Otherwise it's pretty good." He finishes, taking off his glasses and rubbing them with his shirt.

"Really?" I exclaim.

"Yeah," he replied, replacing his glasses, "Just do what I said and you should have a sound dissertation."

I walked back into RE with a smile on my face.

Couple that with my amazing Graphics score (The teacher was actually sining "Big Joe's a genius") and my feeling of school has just increased by three hundred percent. I now feel that, if I put in the effort, I can actually get into Uni after all.

With fingers crossed that is.
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