This whole day, well, maybe the first half and the last two hours were a little on the bad side for me.


I woke up late today, at about 7.30 am? Considering that my initial plan was to wake up at 5.45 am, imagine my horror when i woke up myself to the noise of the private boarders running along the corridors. My alarm, which I had turned off earlier on at 5.45 am, of course, failed me. Yeap, and the first thought that came to me was, I am late.


Gave Stevenn an immediate call, and thank Goodness he was still here in the hostel, and said he would leave only at 8 am. Whoop~ There goes me rushing into the toilet, getting everything done and all... and off to school i went.


That was just the first part. And when I got to school, a sudden strong overpowering emo-ness came to me. Sitting there in the middle of the school canteen, I'd suddenly realised that NY is really really huge! There are so many people around me, who came to NYJC with almost similar purposes. I was sitting still, observing everyone around me, and occasionally waving + smiling at the familiar faces. And for once, the same feeling I've last felt, two years ago when I listened to an enthusiastic, realistic, and passionate talk about the universe, came back to me. I feel so small. Super small. Who am I, and what can I be to the world?


And then I realised that my first lesson was actually Math tutorial. And all the while I thought it was Chem, 'cause I must've looked at the timetable for week A. Oh gosh... and I haven't finished my Math tutorial... *faints*. And there came Mr Tan, walking into our class. I was really surprised when he asked me if I am the girl who's taking the only combi BCMH, 4H2s. When I was about to ask him why, he gave me his answer. Turned out that he was the teacher that I've been looking for for the past whole week!!! I was told to look for Mr. Adrian Tan regarding my timetable, but Hey, I didnt know he's my Math tutor Mr Tan! Hahahah... such a coincident.


So the good news is that I've found him at last. Bad news? I've got to drop my history H2 to H1. I was actually asked if I can, but I know I had no options. I can't trouble Mr Sequeira or Mrs Lim or Mr Tan further... can I? And I'm ashamed that I actually felt tired because of this. I still remember the Last Lecture thingy, whereby he mentioned that "The brick walls are there to show how badly you want things." I want it, but I can't NOT consider what position I'll put others in. Furthermore, i can't risk having myself transferred to another class again... T.T


ANd so, that was, however insignificant it may sound, a really great setback for me. 'Cause when I least expected it, they gave it to me, And now that I thought I would have secured it tightly in my hands, it was taken away from me. It felt a lil more painful than it would ever had. But still, I can pull through this too... why?


BECAUSE I HAVE GREAT PEOPLE AROUND ME LIKE MOM, ULIA, YI DA, JAMIE, YAN YAN, 0801, OLDHAM HALL PEOPLE, TEACHERS, and FRIENDS!!! ^^


They'd given me the support I needed really badly when i thought that things are impossible and stuffs. Thank You so much!! God knows how thankful I am, and how much love I have for you guys. Thank you!


Thanks mummy!! I love you lots! And dad too ^^ I won't fail the both of you. Shall try my best here :) Have faith in me ya?


Every clous has a silver lining. Oh, how true :)