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Friday, 7 March 2008 !@#$% 11:47 pm
finally the common test is over... well took back my chinese A level results... well... got a D... well... nothing much to celebrate about... i just did better by one grade... at least i do not have to retake chinese for the rest of my life... well, i am just quite worried that the "D" will not look gd on my result slip... wonder if this "D" might cause me a place in RSAF... well... also saw the 2007 batch of JC2s getting back their results... well, nothing much to celebrate about... they did really badly, just that the school was kind... i mean, no point telling them the worst when its already decided... well, some did very well, super gd, some were just... well... i just hope that i will not end up in no where next year... well... i do not see what i have saw today as an encouragement, in fact, i see today as a warning... if i dun buck up, i am going to be so screwed... i do not want to be like those people crying just because they regretted not putting in the extra effort... so... no point right? might as well put in the effort now, work hard, and then celebrate... not to mention i was super hyped up when the top students were announced... well... honeslty, i doubt that my teachers this year will have any confidence in me, unlike those in JC1... i just feel kinda like alone in this crap...well, gotta indepentdent aye? 18 years old already... well, perhaps i am going to surprise everyone again, just like i did in my O levels... hard work will pay off... argh... i need to say this... FUCK ALL YOU BASTARDS AND BITCHES FOR LOOKING DOWN ON ME... FUCK YOU ALL... I CAN DO MORE THAN YOU EXPECT...FUCK YOU! argh, heck what you say... i will continue to work hard and believe that i will make it, and i will become a fighter pilot... lol played soccer today... had more than i was expecting... well, just goona talk about one thing... its been a long time sinced i last fell down... well, it feel damn good... still bleeding now... wonder whats happening ot my leg... well... its not painful... just... itchy... until i added the anticeptics... whao... the feeling was wonderful... ha... well, a small wound like this won't hurt... lol... nothing will beat 20 sitches on my forehead... ha... injuries, want more? i screwed up my ankles total of 11 times, 5 on my right, and 6 on my left... freaking sprained them while playing soccer etc... the worst was the left... remember was playing rugby interclass.. when some dude came directly at my feet... it was during a scrum... the scrum was broken, then "POOF", he took me at my feet, but due to the wet mud, my leg was in the mud... i can only remember the "click" on my ankle... damn... 2 bottles of cold spray could only stop the pain... well... perhaps i was crazy, perhaps i was mad, but i played on... and yea... kinda regret it now... my left ankle still clicks when i run... well... hero die first... I get the best feeling in the world when you say hi or even smile at me because I know, even if its just for a second, that I've crossed your mind. Have you ever wondered which hurts the most: saying something and wishing you had not, or saying nothing, and wishing you had? |