Results were released days ago. Devastating indeed. I earned myself acceptable grades & Distinctions in languages. Unfortunately for a girl like myself, I flunked Maths - my 2nd key subject that will one way or another guarantee me a place in Poly.

Flunk meaning = E8. Yes humans, that's how badly I suck in Math. So trust me guys, digits & calculations bring out the worse in me. As a matter of fact, because of this dear subject, I lost my chances of enrolling into a Polytechnic course. )':

I did exercise various options though. I painstakingly made my way down to Woodlands RIGHT after meeting the form teacher & Principal at 7am in the morning.

I tried appealing at Republic Poly, figuring there was a way out for me. Sadly, no. I never expected to see myself with my head hung low when I left the campus. Its one of those times you are able to feel the weight of countless frustrations. And it'd seem too much to bear.

I hadn't been smiling since 11th January. When the pressures of the world are relentless,

the desire to cry is never far. The next day, a friend suggested I head down to TP as she figured my chances of getting in were higher. I couldn't contain myself at that point and immediately cabbed down to the campus accompanied by Mum. Mum tried all she could, lecturers spoke to me, I went to various course booths and a lecturer was too kind as to get TP's Director to hold a consultation with me! I knew I wouldn't make it. Period. I was too far over the edge. It was clear everyone there who spoke to me were sorry for me.

And yes I left with a fractured heart yet again.