Yippie!

I scored 86 on the Communication Ethics test. How’s that for good news to keep me going as I wait for Friday when schools close? 86 is a good mark by all means. I wasn’t expecting this good mark. I mean, when I went to write, I was not even sure if I was ready.

I called mom.

I only remembered whilst the phone was ringing that things were a bit rocky between us – out of excitement I had forgotten all that. I wanted to drop the phone, but I just couldn’t. I guess I just wanted someone to share the good news with. She was happy – I’m just not sure what made her happy: my marks or the fact that I called.

The Applied Journalism marks are not yet out. I really don’t know what’s taking Ms Coetzee so long to mark. I mean most of us left the 15 mark question blank. The marks should be out by now. All this waiting is killing me. Gosh!

The college is quiet. The numbers of student who attend classes have dwindled. I guess people couldn’t wait for Friday. If only I didn’t have a tutorial class on a Friday afternoon that I can’t afford to miss, I would have gone home too. But now I can’t.

I need help with Hamlet. I don’t understand Shakespeare that well. Linda says I have an attitude towards his work. Of course, that’s not true. I have no attitude whatsoever. It’s just that I don’t share the same enthusiasm about his work as she does.

I really enjoy spending time with her discussing all things literature over a cup of coffee. She was so excited when I told her that my mother is a published writer with two best-selling novels under her belt. (I didn’t mean to show off.) I promised to get her a copy in exchange of her helping me with Hamlet.

Fair deal, right?

After the call with mom, I’m sure getting a copy from her will be as easy as getting candy from a baby. I always ask for favours when she’s in a good mood.

ZZ xxx

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