Robert H. Smith

The clock of life is wound but once, and no man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop, at late or early hour. Now is the only time you own. Live, love, toil with will. Place no faith in time. For the clock may soon be still.

Saturday, June 5, 2010

My Lucky Rose

Wee! I am so happy! I got my good luck flower from Fred once again for the paper tomorrow. Prior to this, I had one from him for FRM and I passed. I hope the flower will do magic once again.

He's been buying me fish soup for the past week because he believes its good for the brain. Guess I can't let him and myself down tomorrow for all the hard work we each put in... for the many weekend sacrifices he's made to accomodate my studying.

I will do my best tomorrow, and be sure to keep cool, to be careful and sharp throughout. Good luck to my other pals taking the same paper. May the force be with you.