Ok...scratch the omega destroyer idea. in fact, let's go for a hyper viper beam. or a proton cannon. maybe a triple team combo. make that a 56-team combo.
today was plain wrong. woke up at 6:50. was nearly late. the general atmosphere felt wrong. than at 11:45 - the time i'll have a hard time forgetting - we went into the auditorium. i think it was the first, maybe second, time that the sec 4's weren't making much noise even without scolding. VP spoke first, followed by Bobby. the rumours were horribly inaccurate; 34% distinction instead of the speculated 10%. then the seperate teachers disseminated the results to their classes.
most unfortunately, i got C5, merit for oral. i'm guessing i really cocked the paper 2 up to get this screwy score. the worst thing is, i was expecting a B3. this was so...unexpected. it just overwhelmed me; just like that. it was far too sudden. everything felt like it was collapsing on itself/themselves. i'll be honest here (however much i'll regret this later...). i wasn't in full control of my emotions. to say it less nicely, i completely broke down. even less nicely, i cried my eyes/heart/whatever out. luckily, DM was there to lend an ear and a place to tide over the negative wave. most people don't (or don't want to) know that he's actually a very nice guy. i guess the way he's forced to behave in front of the school as the DM somewhat undermines this claim.
ever wondered how something familiar can make everything seem less severe and well, more manageable? don't know why, but the first thing i thought about was the trademark blue 0.9 pencil and the soon-to-be-trademarked notebook. they brought such a sense of comfort/reassurance, so much so that it was nearly scary, but welcome nonetheless.
as someone said earlier, it's quite childish to mope about this actually. just put it into perspective. what's a lousy grade compared to a widow who lost her husband and children to war? or a single parent struggling to make ends meet for his/her children? all of a sudden, the C5 seems so insignificant. it's also during these times that you really get to see the compassionate, human side of teachers. Leong was kind enough to stop by the HOD room and just do a check on his student. a really touching gesture from someone who's usually so sadistic.
despite promising myself that no matter what the outcome, i would *not* retake it in december, i'm beginning to have second thoughts. then again, there's only this very slim chance of a distinction, it will most probably be a B3. but even if it *is* a B3, it's still a 2-point improvement. however, there's still some doubts. what if december does worse than june? isn't that a waste of 4 months? maybe so, but it's a gamble we all i have to take. damn. still feeling confused. need to think about this more.
just a tiny side-note. something bad will happen tomorrow as well. if anyone does anything to trigger an explosion, this one will be more violent than ever before. please keep away for a little while.
-thingy of the day: You choose music according to your mood. Proof: Listening to Natalie Imbruglia - Torn right now.-