So recently we received back our O level MT results and it was just disappointing.
A B3 is not enough. I know I'm good in my Languages and I can't afford to waste a grade. I need to get my As because I'm weak in all my other subjects. I teared a bit when my class didn't have anyone scoring an A for Malay... and I was hoping there would be one. Me. BUT NO. I broke down again after that. Bleh, cried for a few seconds and I stopped. And Shireen just had to say that 'It's no point crying over spilled milk.' And I realised there IS a second chance which is the Nov papers and I was like, 'Oh yah.'
Silly me.
Right, now it's the countdown again for the start of O levels!
54 M O R E DAYS. It's time for me to make or break it.
Currently, it's the Phase 1 of the Preliminary Examinations and when I was doing my Mother Tongue paper, I was just thinking, "What if I fail my Prelims? Parents would definitely 'kill' me, for sureeee."
I was guilty again for not studying. Always guilty and guilty and guilty.
Can someone tell me how do I find the drive to study? I don't know, I wanna do well but I'm lazy. Sigh.
If I had the chance to turn back time, would I? I would. I don't mind if I had to be a Sec 2 student. That bad, you know?
Hopefully, I'll blog another post soon before I go for my Os. Time to work hard and stop being a sloth.
Tuesday, 28 August 2012
Wednesday, 1 August 2012
Crybaby
81 more days to the start of Os. Nooooooooo, I just can't take the pressure. It's really taking a toll on me.
I'm left with 2 months. More or less. Giving me roughly about 10 days to study fr each subject.
Had a mini surprise test on Physics Formulas and I got back a filthy 0. I DON'T EVEN KNOW ANY OF THEM AND O'S ARE COMING NEARER.
When I got back the paper, I really wanted to cry............ and scream........... and throw a fit. I really wanted to. I'm worried. It made me ponder. At this rate I'm going, there's a high chance I'm gonna retain or go to ITE. Thinking about it makes me want to cry. Lately, I've been complaining alot and I'm always on the verge of crying. (It sucks.) It just frustrates me even more.
I'm useless. Never good fr anyone. Dumb and stupid. Always disappointing my parents.
I'm never gna make my parents proud.
I'm never gna make it.
Behind every happy face lies a sad heart...? Maybe.
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