reflections and such
i suppose, after all the post results celebration and grieving. everything sobers down and you are hit with a cold house pour of realitly from bartender 'truth' himself. nothing much has change since the moment i took a long hard look at my result slips. the alphabets say it all. my 2 years of hard work, anguish, tears and some sparingly little laughter. it was not excellent results i could look at in the future when i am feeling unmotivated, but it is certainly something i can look at now to convince myself that i have a bright future ahead of me.
no lamenting on how i could do a little better, as opposed to how i felt during o levels. maybe the lie i have been feeding myself that i am actually capable of something more, something better has to come to an end. perhaps, i am only capable of such standard. don't get me wrong. i am alright with my results. i feel blessed. yet i feel this restlessness that refuse to go away even after i got back my results. and i just don't know why.
no lamenting on how i could do a little better, as opposed to how i felt during o levels. maybe the lie i have been feeding myself that i am actually capable of something more, something better has to come to an end. perhaps, i am only capable of such standard. don't get me wrong. i am alright with my results. i feel blessed. yet i feel this restlessness that refuse to go away even after i got back my results. and i just don't know why.