Tried that Big mac recite-the-jingle-thing and got free ice-cream. muahaha. But that's the end of my cheap thrill.

Got home and checked my results. The worst I have ever seen. It's a plummet and a heavy drag-down, a far cry from all my previous grades.

Something in the air shattered. Something feels heavier. Maybe I should not have done something.

I got my project. Lettuce it is.

But something has shattered.

Lettuce project don't matter any more.

Somethings feel wrong.

Maybe tomorrow will be better when I get over it.

And lettuce project may help me heal.

It is so clear, that it is no oxymoron that one can be interested in something one is not good at.

And I know it so dear that
The Lord is my Shepherd.