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@ 07 October 2008 : 10/07/2008 10:21:00 pm

promos is over.finally.

i don't sound happy when i should be.

ironic but no. i don't.all thanks to that whole department which insisted on being a wet blanket.

just imagine.you have been walking on a long road of journey.that journey has been filled with many obstacles, setbacks, successes, laughter, disappointments, anger, frustrations and stress. you reach the end of the road, knowing that there will be light at the end of the day, and guess what. when you are about to reach the end, the whole world just crashes down upon your head. sad, you might say. but that is how my whole life is now. you feel like giving up, but you know when you give up, you are going to disappoint the people who have been supporting you throughout this journey, especially the friends who have heard your cries. your promises to people appear to have been broken, although you badly have wanted very much to keep it. people's expectations of you have been dashed, just like how a glass shatters into bits and pieces and strewn all over the floor. you try to hide your sadness, so as to not affect the people around you who are feeling the same way as you do, remaining optimistic and cheerful, yet feeling bitter and upset inside.

my life= messy.

sometimes i wonder if i had made the right choice in going to nanyang. i feel so stressed being in that competitive school where everyone is a mugger and everybody seems so intelligent. poly may have been a better road for me, who knows. i know it's wrong of me to question God's choice of school for me, but i just can't help having an inferiority complex to the people around me and wonder why didn't God give me an easier time in some other average schools. i know jc life is tough, poly too. but somehow it just takes a toll on me.

on a slightly lighter note, thanks stubborn friend for keeping me accompany today. thanks buddy for listening to my troubles. thanks tam, hf and regina for being there when my tears fell. thanks jamie for that comforting hug. thanks ying chen and louis kor for asking how i was. and a big thanks to my clique for having dinner with me tonight to get my mind off for a while.

the end.