Rojakyup. very
rojak-ed. let's start at the top. i got 3As (physics, chemistry and mathematics) and a B (biology) with my GP stagnating at a B3. how grand. (that was sacarstic)
i don't know how to feel. i'm a jester of many faces. i feel happy that my worst fears of bad handwriting, off-the-mark-by-far answers and fatally careless mistakes didn't materialise into 4Ds or something.
on the other hand i'm quite disappointed that i didn't manage to clinch that little bit more. it's like a foothold that i couldn't reach, the last one on my ascent. i just stayed there. why man.
go read qadir's blog. (link is down there.) i feel like how he does. it's like of all the subjects that i couldn't ace, it had to be bio. i freaking liked it, goodness man. and i'm one of the sad 32% that didn't get A for it.
nevermind.
in hindsight, the trip down to singapore was a really memorable one. although really hectic, i got to meet up with almost (emphasis on almost, k?) everyone that i missed so.
i met up with ms rosalind matthews, mr bernard low, and mr sirhan at sji. they really are special teachers. you would never find more friendly and caring teachers. really good to see them. they still remember us fondly (do they say this to all visiting old boys? haha...) and so will i.
in vj, of course, my dear classmates and choir friends. i felt really proud of them. to see them achieve their goals, i felt happy for them. fairuz, she did amazingly well. i remember at prelims she thought wrongly that instead of insulin the body will secrete alpha cells from the pancreas. wicked sia. ET did really well too, salman, cheehau of course, qadir too though he's feeling just like me (you beat me dude, your gp a2) and wenling and faisal and shiyuan. did that cover all? well, most of the people i talk to, at least. you all did really well and seeing you get those results that you worked so hard for, well, i'm proud to know you all. great stuff dudes.
lipjeen got good grades too! really happy for her. i admit, i was scared stiff for her. don't frown if you read this, okay dear? it really is good.
there's a certain person i wish to address here. man, you were like an alien. i remember the times we had chatting away, laughing about dumb things. i remember our friendship. but where was that? you idiot. you were like an enemy trying his darnest to be friendly, and dare you rant about us not caring? my SMS over the seas will cost me 50cents okay, and trust me, it's a big deal. when do you come online? when do i get to talk to you? you guys think i'm pissed, yes, i am. why? well, that day you just ran away, afraid that people like me, who just happened to score better will look down on you. but first and foremost i'm your friend you idiot, i don't judge you. so what man, you got slightly disappointing results? it's your best so far, and i'm darn proud that you managed to pull that off. but i am disappointed that you think that you think even i will judge you on this. what am i? uni admissions board? dude! wake up your idea man! gosh. me and our mutual friend are disappointed in you. that you think that we are like that.
man, if you do feel sorry, don't apologise please. just keep in touch. do you think 2 years of JC meant nothing to me? it was the best freaking time of my life, of which you were part k? so yeah... just keep in touch man.
if you don't. well, you suck dude.
