Aftermath
So, the day of reckoning has come... And gone. If anyone's confused, I'm talking about the 'O' LEVEL RESULTS COLLECTION THAT TOOK PLACE ON 10/1/11. Duh. I mean, it should be obvious. What else could I possibly have been talking about the whole year?? {Besides 'Edward', I mean.} Then again, maybe it wasn't as obvious as I thought. Oops.
So, the collection of results. 'Edward' had texted me the night before, to wish me good luck and say that he was confident in me {So nice of him!!}, which made me both deliriously happy and more nervous at the same time. I kept wondering, "If my results are bad, won't I be like one of his worst juniors?" O.o Sigh... I really do think too much.
On the day itself, I met up with some girlfriends (Alicia, Cheryl, Germaine and Serene) to go for lunch. I kept feeling like it was to be my last lunch before I was to be thrown into a pool of sharks or something. Needless to say, I didn't eat much. And I was shaking so much in school later that I actually broke down before we went into the hall. Sigh. Even in the hall, I'd already started hyperventilating while waiting for my turn to receive the results from Ms Alice Chua, our Amath teacher and substitute for our form teacher, who had been transferred to another school. I was so panicky that I just broke down {again} without taking a good look at my results. After I actually calmed down, I took a deep breath, looked hard at my results and thought, "Well, it's not too bad!" See? I always over-react.
So, the rundown: L1R5 of 19, L1R4 of 11. After deduction of 2 points thanks to CCA, it's 17 and 9 respectively. In other words, I'm not even thinking of going to the JCs, but I'll be choosing Poly instead :) I'm really thankful the the entire ordeal is over, so I can (hopefully) get into Ngee Ann Poly to study MassComm. It's strange, but I can't envision myself doing anything other than MassComm. Well, I've always said (rather jokingly) that I'll be the next Cheryl Fox, so ChannelNewsAsia, wait for me! XD
I also went to the MJC Open House yesterday with the same group of girlfriends (see above). In all honesty, I wouldn't even have bothered going if 'Edward' wasn't there. After all, I don't stand a chance trying to get in, plus the JC life just isn't for me. No, I'll repeat it, I only went because 'Edward' was there (he's a student there). Man, I was so not disappointed! I saw him three times, and talked to him the first two times, and he touched my arm! Twice!! {I can die happy now~} I'll not give all the details, but the Open House was really boring, and I'd probably have died from an overdose of boredom, if not for him. XD
After the Open House, I went to the library with Cheryl, and we started talking about whether I should confess to 'Edward'. She made it clear to me that a confession will most likely mean saying buh-bye to friendship and hello to lots of awkwardness, which is sad but rather inevitable in most cases. Actually, if I do 'fess up to him, I'd try to find some way of saying that I'd be more than happy to remain as friends if he doesn't feel the same way (he doesn't feel the same way, honest he doesn't), but how on earth do I go about writing it (in a letter) without sounding like a desperate fool? If I do write such a letter, I'll be as honest as possible, and probably say that I'll swear to never bring it up again if he doesn't feel the same way, and everything will be as if nothing had changed. The biggest problem now, though, is my lack of courage in this situation... Its very likely that I'll be saying nothing and just acting the same way around him.
So, the collection of results. 'Edward' had texted me the night before, to wish me good luck and say that he was confident in me {So nice of him!!}, which made me both deliriously happy and more nervous at the same time. I kept wondering, "If my results are bad, won't I be like one of his worst juniors?" O.o Sigh... I really do think too much.
On the day itself, I met up with some girlfriends (Alicia, Cheryl, Germaine and Serene) to go for lunch. I kept feeling like it was to be my last lunch before I was to be thrown into a pool of sharks or something. Needless to say, I didn't eat much. And I was shaking so much in school later that I actually broke down before we went into the hall. Sigh. Even in the hall, I'd already started hyperventilating while waiting for my turn to receive the results from Ms Alice Chua, our Amath teacher and substitute for our form teacher, who had been transferred to another school. I was so panicky that I just broke down {again} without taking a good look at my results. After I actually calmed down, I took a deep breath, looked hard at my results and thought, "Well, it's not too bad!" See? I always over-react.
So, the rundown: L1R5 of 19, L1R4 of 11. After deduction of 2 points thanks to CCA, it's 17 and 9 respectively. In other words, I'm not even thinking of going to the JCs, but I'll be choosing Poly instead :) I'm really thankful the the entire ordeal is over, so I can (hopefully) get into Ngee Ann Poly to study MassComm. It's strange, but I can't envision myself doing anything other than MassComm. Well, I've always said (rather jokingly) that I'll be the next Cheryl Fox, so ChannelNewsAsia, wait for me! XD
I also went to the MJC Open House yesterday with the same group of girlfriends (see above). In all honesty, I wouldn't even have bothered going if 'Edward' wasn't there. After all, I don't stand a chance trying to get in, plus the JC life just isn't for me. No, I'll repeat it, I only went because 'Edward' was there (he's a student there). Man, I was so not disappointed! I saw him three times, and talked to him the first two times, and he touched my arm! Twice!! {I can die happy now~} I'll not give all the details, but the Open House was really boring, and I'd probably have died from an overdose of boredom, if not for him. XD
After the Open House, I went to the library with Cheryl, and we started talking about whether I should confess to 'Edward'. She made it clear to me that a confession will most likely mean saying buh-bye to friendship and hello to lots of awkwardness, which is sad but rather inevitable in most cases. Actually, if I do 'fess up to him, I'd try to find some way of saying that I'd be more than happy to remain as friends if he doesn't feel the same way (he doesn't feel the same way, honest he doesn't), but how on earth do I go about writing it (in a letter) without sounding like a desperate fool? If I do write such a letter, I'll be as honest as possible, and probably say that I'll swear to never bring it up again if he doesn't feel the same way, and everything will be as if nothing had changed. The biggest problem now, though, is my lack of courage in this situation... Its very likely that I'll be saying nothing and just acting the same way around him.
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