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Cheng Yunyuan, Bernadette;
01101991;
till death do us part.

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Friday, January 25, 2008

RESULTS!

on the day of results,
i met angeline.
we went shopping together and sat down at our old study place.
how i miss those days:(
andd zuzzy!:(
the manager taht made friends with us when we studied.

fear and anxiety was so overwhelmed in me.
i could still rememeber,
the exact moment when results were received onto my hands.
mr juraimy's exact words were unforgettable.
" Bernadette, you've done relatively well despite being so playful in class, congratulations"
i had no feelings,
no elation came onto me
because i'll only believe what i see.
tle slip was covered by the letter.
my results are still unrevealed.
i went back to where i was seated.
the fear and suspense made me lost total control of my emotions.
i broke down even before i opened my results.
i hate the feeling.
i felt so lost.
angeline came to me.
she gave me the hug i needed!(((:
*thank you girl. i'll miss you(:
then anyway,
i played blackjack with it.
i slowly uncovered each subject.
i shivered, and teared none stop
i had a three in everything expect geog, a four.
i couldn't even do proper mathematics calculation with my current situation.
goodness.
i realised i had a nineteen.
i cried and cried.
i was unhappy.
it wasn't what i wanted.
i was utterly disgusted with it.

i spent endless sleepless nights mugging for o's
andd i had gotten this.
probably, god just wants to tell me to try harder.
i know it was only through Him, that i could even attain these marks.
He was always there when i was down and depressed.
although the ,marks gotten hasn't really sunk into me just yet,
but i still gotta accept it and get on with life.
as said before,
" in every bad thing, somethin good would come out of it "
at least i was granted the chance of jc.
i had this really strong calling for me to go jc even before results were out.
probably it was god.
andd now he gave me a scrape through to get into jc.
i'll give it a shot,
my best shot.
i'll try not to let anybody down(:
especially, Him<3


11:47 PM