I never failed to surprise people with my academic results.
I guess my A level results came to a shock to most.
To my parents, i guess i've disappointed them yet again. Since young, i wasn't the one who's academically strong. Yet, i chose to go against my mummy, and get my arse into a college. When i had to repeat J1, i, again, chose to go against mummy's wish, to stay and repeat. Further more, she had wanted me to take Arts, but being the head strong girl i am, i stayed on in Science.
Come J2, my studies flopped, again. Common test was the worst i've ever done in my entire course of college life. My parents painstakingly asked me to get out of my cca, basketball. My dad declared cold war with me just because i decided that i cannot forsake my team/passion just for my own studies. Every time i returned home from trainings, i get those sarcastic remarks from them. Fatigue as i am from the long hours in college, i faithfully finished all my tutorials, and sometimes, i'll just start memorising what i need for organic chem (those reagents and conditions that i really loathe.) In training, i'll try to minimise those injuries so that i won't give my parents a chance to make me quit the team. Maybe i had too much pressure, i couldn't give my best in trainings. Miss R was pissed with me, and i guess my teammates as well.(sry deb and hy!) Tried to give my 101% for every training, but yet, something just seemed to pull me back. I just couldn't play as what was expected. Back home, dad would try all ways (cold treatments/sarcasm/studies) to make me say goodbye to the team. But i insisted.
After Nationals, we stepped down. With less than 2 weeks to go to prepare for Mids, i limited my sleeping hours, hoping to finish up my planned revision. But then again, i didn't do well. But at least, i subpassed Bio. Though it wasn't a significant improvement, i saw it as a form of encouragement for myself, as well as Mr Sala's words of encouragement which never fails to make me feel guilty, but also, at the same time wanna work even harder for Bio.
Without having to worry about CCA, i thought i'll be able to focus more on my studies. I studied with friends( KXY,DEE,VAL,THE SUPER AWESOME ARTS PEOPLE and sometimes VIC over the weekends) hoping that i can do better at prelims. But then again, i was wrong. Throughout those months, i tried various studying methods. From studying late into the night, to studying at macs with Dee every Sun just to prevent myself from taking those sinful afternoon naps. But still, i couldn't do up to my own expectations at prelims.
With constant encouragements coming from friends and teachers, i didn't lose the fighting spirit in me. The months leading to A's were those months i really forced myself. Skipping lunch to sleep, or finish those piles of chemistry/maths papers. Even stopped myself from playing basketball for 2 months. I'll only continue with the weekly runs with the girls.
A levels. All it took, was just that few hours to determine my future.
To sum it up, i guess i only have myself to blame, for not heeding advices given to me.
To my parents, i can only say im sorry. Sorry for not being able to make them proud of me. Sorry for not being a good daughter they wished for.
To friends and teachers, just wanna say a big THANK YOU! for everything.
