When the clock strike 5.03pm. I put down my pen. A moment of elation, a moment of disappointment, a moment of angst and a moment of confusion between reality.
Cheer because finally Maths is over. Disappointment because what i have prepared didnt came out. Angry because Cambridge dump all their new questions into our paper. For awhile i hope everything was just a dream.
I am back to square one. My future again look bleak. Going by probability, going to university has shave by another 0.99. I don't know how to bring to my mum that i may not be able going to university. But i think she know that i work hard for it. I really did. I have never worked so hard for Maths. Not even for my H2 subjects. In a way, i am proud of myself. At least, i tried. At least i did my best. At least my Maths is stronger now.
It was really unexpected. I thought i have prepared enough. I thought i will be able to pull through with this level. Only to realise that Cambridge has stop their 'recycling program'.
Now i can only pass over to Lord to decide my path down from here.
The consolation i have got from him;
Jeremiah 29:11
For I know the plans i have for, "declared the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."
Because he fulfill all his promise.
(Cambridge, why did you choose to slaughter us?) & thanks to you guys who has being encouraging/motivating me and teaching me.
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