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Saturday, May 30, 2009

The truth sank in for the second time. I had never felt so vulnerable. A wave of disappointment surged through me. I congratulated Gerald and looked at the comments of my teachers'. Disappointment.  The only thing that made me celebrate quietly was that I had improved on my Maths and English.  The holidays started off with a bad note, with me catching a cold while taking forty winks during my debate session. As I watched "Huo Yuan Jia" on the television, a movie on pride and valour, my fever threatening to burn my head off, I felt a wave of desperation.  

Life was really very depressing. With my MSG, could I really go far in life. My dad had far plans for me in life. He wanted me to join EC3 and at the same time, debates. He wanted me to go to SMTP instead of HP or Bi-cultural studies. But this plans were getting quite unattainable.  I sighed and set these plans aside.  I picked up my Chemistry book and flicked through the thick pages.

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