.16pts.
10:55 p.m. || 2005-02-28
[mood: tired and mashed 
]
16 points for R5, 13 for R4. If I had only been better at English by one grade, I needn't go through with the written test OR the interview. Unfortunately, to do what I want to do, I have to go through with all of those.
Earlier in the evening I realised that what I wanted to do didn't really matter anymore. I do love to write, and it's always been a dream, and alot of people around are telling me I can make it, but what if I'm just not meant for it? I'm not sure, I just want to leave it all to God now and not care. I can't care anymore.
I'm both happy (geog, one) and sad (english, three) and it's giving me a headache because I'm stressed about my entry into Ngee Ann and I'm thinking about the ginormous amount of people who'll be my competition and I pray I have a place. Oh, my head.
In the meantime, I'll go to bed, wake up early tomorrow, and prepare myself to charge towards the application forms tomorrow.
No. A person doesn't just wake up and stop loving somebody! ~Buffy, "I Only Have Eyes For You"
