Recently, I've been feeling damn suay and upset.
A level results is the main reason, with some other retarded events that made me quite emo.

Many thanks to some of my friends who tried to console me online and through sms.
It made me felt a little comforted, really. (:

And in just 2 weeks, I realized of how disappointing a child I was to my parents;
with them worrying practically everything about me.
My health problem,
my results,
and even how I lose my things.

Somehow, it just feels that sorry doesn't seem to help anything.

Now i'm stuck in a dilemma with the choice of course.
The one that I really really wanted to enter,
the person whom I called says that they will look at O level Eng results besides my GP,
but the people at the open house booth says otherwise.
and when they said that my chances of entering it is very very slim,
the feeling of despair and self-hate began to ignite.
I know that's not quite positive and unlike myself,
but I can't help feeling this way.

Don't worry for me cos I have my ways to heal myself.
Working in a kindergarten is therapeutic in many ways.
Nice little kids like Mr Happy never fail to cheer me up.

I'm going pray hard that I get accepted into NTU.

1:50 PM ღ i thought of you.