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emo
Thursday, January 24, 2008
a very emotional day for me, and maybe for everyone who took o's 2007.
Ya, went really early in the morn for assembly. atmosphere was certainly really high.
everything seemed to be going on rather smoothly.
ok, that was until the release of the results.
it was quite a traumatising experience for me.
i took the paper from ms choo, taking a quick glance at it straightaway. i was already starting to feel this urge to burst out when i spot "three-s". i kept it down, managed to suppress it to sign the confirmation namelist. When i confirmed several three-s on the paper, the tears just kept falling. but apparently, when i tore form A to reveal my l1r5 (i didn't have the energy to count), it wasn't as bad as the slip appeared to be. sorry for scaring everyone. was really quite worried about being able to squeeze into the jc that i wanted. thanks for all of your encouragement. :) you all rock big time.
Journey through this phase of my life @ |{11:52 PM|
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