My olevel result-L1r5:15 pnts...
L1r4:12 pnts...
English:b3
Combined Humanities:A2
E-maths:A2
Amaths:ABSENT
Geography:A2
Chemistry:B3
Physics:B3
Chinese:B3
Just a blurish shot of my result slip.
(and it was really a pathetic slip of paper)
And for once in my life, my scoresheet of result doesn't include F9s, or beautifully lined up E8s and D7s..., congrats to me. I feel rather relived. At least I got something decent, (and maybe not too bad..), not like getting 30+ or even 20+....
disappointments...
1)english, i was hoping to get A2 at least. but guess I rushed through my letter writing because I rewrote my essay twice to ensure legible handwriting. BLEH.
2) chem, i tot it would get A2 and hoping for A1, but the distinction rate was a fcuking low 30+ percent and when I saw it I gave up hope and seeing my results was like expected from our sch chem's distinction rates....B3...
3) Emaths, I was like hoping for an A1 but guess my careless mistakes gave away everything..
satisfactions
1) my combined humans!! i tot i screwed up by missing out ironies in Literature, but A2...WHY? i don't understand. was expecting something like a B4 LOLS
2) geog. erhm, though i studied sand dunes (and it came out..)......i was expecting a b3 actually.
3) physics. LOL i tot i would get B4.
back to the point...
I think im going to PJC. And anyway, the mood was really intense. but before that, I shall type about the lame stayover we had...
Participants of this stayover:weirong,wenpu,glenn and dexter.
It was really quite a horrible one, to me. Because I was being a bad host. At around 11, I sneaked away for about 1 hour talking on the phone leaving my poor guests frantically wondering where i went to. (while selfentertaining themselves). And at around 3, I sneaked away, into the comfort of my parents room and fell asleep. Yeps, leaving everyone "host-less" for the rest of the night. And not surprisingly, I only reappeared "magically" at 12pm the next day. Im a bad host.
this is weirong playing some lame tennis game on glenn's labtop. It's a cute tennis game which involves skill. And real pure skill. At least i find it hard to play.
And the joke of the day. wenpu came with this super punky hairstyle. Rachel low cut it for him I heard. and it looks really UGLY, yeah fugly uglyugly. Normally he looks ugly enough, and he gotta do such drastic things. some people. no sense of fashion. you don't have to prove that you're eccentric by cutting such hairstyles. and to prove my point, let me show you some pics.
Definition of ugly..
Oh wait, not punkish enough?
Take a look at this: *drumrolls*...
definition of retardness.
ugly+retard=wenpu. get it, this is the new forumula in this blog post, which you have just read. oh well, i shall stop making fun of other's misfortune.
Yeps, so it was one guy watching Dota, one guy playing Dota and another guy talking about Dota, and me talking on the phone till like 11. When glenn n the rest got bored and started demanding for the PS2 to be layed out infront of them. So, well being a nice host, I oblidged and got the PS2 out for them. And due to the lateness of the night, the PS2 was being really faulty and started giving us alot of problems. Some games don't work in multiplayers. Some games don't work at all, and for starters, it refused to show pictures. playstations have moodswings too, i guess. I mean, I bet..
So we got bored of Ps2. Or rather, we decided to go for supper at the nearby yew tee mrt station, which had a 24 hour foodcourt. or mac if it was open.
Eating at foodcourt. I ate nasi lemak though....*satisfied*..
AHHHHHH fresh meat.
~stopped by 7 eleven to buy some snacks etc etc. So we found this standing aircon, and when you do what glenn is doing in the pic below, you will feel really really strange (+ weird). yeah. just look at what his doing...
Yeah and we headed home after tt. time:2am (approx)
About to cross the street. Can you see the ugly dude with the ugly haircut?
That's about it....
Forgot to take more pics of the next morning. Woke up at 12 and we all went to BP straight. Reached there at around 1 plus, and I tried to avoid any teachers. I know seeing mr chiam would mean more stress for me. To me, his smile may mean anything, and in such cases, I would normally think I screwed up pretty badly. And well...he went about making pple feel scared by scaring them. He told dex yishun JC is a good JC. Yeps and that is the WORST jc and everyone knows tt. Obviously hes trying to be funny, and his trying to hint that dex got pretty poor results. But well, in my case, he would mention ITE to me....to make me go nervous.
The mood was really a killer. Everyone was kinda scared, and it was tensed. Some tried to catch up with friends while others chatted about Dota or their new CCAs in their new jcs for 1st 3 months. Of course, I wwas left out and talked about Dota instead. HAHA. And i was feeling really stressed that i kept drinking water. (or rather, making trips to the water cooler).
Oh yeah and it was in our new school holding site. It was ok, but it got the kampong feel. Oh yeah and the toilet sucks. Dirty like anything, hate it man. luckily im not going back there again.
Around 2:15 we marched bravely up the stairs into the hall which we SAT infront of our teachers and results. Me, dex, zhongshun and glenn were like right infront chiam. and chiam was making funny faces and he kept shaking his head. SADIST alert! yea it was really sadist. He looked to zhongshun, peeped into results and make the sound F from his mouth. He wasn't realy near but it was audible to some extent, and you cud see the movement of his lips. sadist man! hate teachers who try to scare you...
Ok, principal talk. 5A1s,6A1s,7A1s,8A1s,9A1s and top student glory stuff. Pretty boring. (bleh, im not involved u get it, and will NEVER be involved). and glenn got disappointed he didn't get any awards, dex too. HAHA. then, briefly on JAE (joint-admission excercise?). that took like 2 mins and after that was the time for the verdict.
By register number, the results was delivered to us. That few seconds felt like eternity, I looked at my classmates with their nervous faces and shaking hands, (don't even dare to look at their own results)....and collecting it. I wonder if i was that nervous, but indeed I went up, feeling quite braved, i turned over the result slip to see that pathetic array of A2 and B3s. Bleh, no A1s. but i counted. First time, i counted 19. i was like OMGOSH, but later i recounted and counted 15. i was like laughing to myself..." HEH, 15, wasn't that the point I had this disturbing feeling I am going to get". and yep, i was feeling very certain of my 15, to some extent.
Didn't I mention this in one of my blog posts, " let me just go to school and collect my 15 points". woah, was pretty accurate. 15.15.15!! lol. if there's something im happy about, it's going to be my accuracy in my prediction. this shows i have judgement.
one thing, whenever i mention my glorious prelim result of 29. pple ask me what im expecting for the olvls. and when I say 15, they shallow their saliava and gulp for a spilt second giving that doubtful face and that smirk. like "can anot?". Now i prove it to them. When i say i get 15, i get 15. don't think im playing a fool and trying to act confident. prelim result 29 so what? in the end i still got 15...though not that pro, but it's ok. for me, and considering how much i study (which is pathetically little)....i think it's quite good. (relative to how much effort i put in). to get 15 with tht small amount of effort i put in, should be something i am proud of.
i prayed for 12, but inside me, i thought "15 ok liao lah". guess god answers prayers. and i really prayed hard..i don't deserve 12 anyway. 15 is like already god's grace to me.
Finally, the battle ends here. the battle against stress and anxiety. and i would like to thank all my friends that stood by me. the day before, the night before or even the week before. i am fine now, but i admit, i was crumbling to pressure. i couldn't breathe a word about a few seconds before i got my results. i was that scared and that dream of 30 points kept replaying in me. thank god. thank everyone.
The atmosphere changed a good 180 degrees after I got my results. Everything seemed calm and in order. Yeps, i was feeling better then. No more stress, anxiety (which caused me alot headache)....no more sleepless nights.
Gonna end this post here. Cya.
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