When words are not enough.

Done and over with Mathematical Studies. Sat in front of my books and notes for hours yesterday preparing for the paper which I feel like I've underperformed. Made so many careless mistakes, just like before. Old habits die hard. Others may think it's a trifling matter and that I'm overreacting. But the reason is, I've always have high expectations for my Mathematics. So it killed me a little inside :( Sigh. I guess it has something to do with someone I used to know who loves it. Another melancholic act perhaps?

Anyhow, I'm having my Biology and Chemistry next Tuesday and Wednesday which I'm not confident at all. I thought I'm doing well for Biology, but my trials result proved me wrong and my Chemistry. Well, there's nothing left to say about it. I suck so badly at analytical analysis that no matter how much I practiced, I just can't freaking answer the question. I can only hope for the best for these two papers. 5 more days to go. 2 more papers to strive for.

I'm almost done with my finals, which also means that I'm supposed to have a plan to where am I heading next. So it's pretty depressing that I've got nothing. Every time I talk to my parents about it, we end up on each others bad side. It's like I'm back to when I first completed SPM, whereby I've got no clue what to do next. Maybe I should just redo my SAM or some other foundation course to buy me another year. Gah! If only someone would be kind enough to drop me a post-it note regarding my future. It would definitely save me some arguments and tears.

Alright, enough whining!

For those that are in a tough situation, here's a little motivation :) Stay strong!

" Be patient. Don't give up.
Small steps will bring you there. "
- Anna Belknap a.k.a. Lindsay Monroe