Oh Dear...

I failed a total of 5 subjects... Chinese, Add Maths, Physics, Chemistry and Combined Humanities. That hurts real bad in my heart.

Firstly, for Add Maths, mostly the teacher's fault. You can't blame me for failing; she's the one who brought us down. Guess what? During pre-examination period, she didn't come to school to revise. She was absent. The class, for two entire periods, were taken over by a teacher who gave us only ONE WORKSHEET. The standard might be that of a Primary 6's. On the actual, the standard was way higher. Fancy this: We had to solve a matrix with two unknowns as the solved answer, then differentiate it to find the relationship of the unknown to the question. Basically, the teacher who prepared the exam paper expected mathematicians of the 12th century to be resurrected and battle her legion of algebraic expressions and differentiations.

Next is combined humanities. This really left me utterly hopeless, for the fact that I scored 2 out of 25 for one essay. This still left me with an F9. Let's see... The marker, my Literature teacher Mr Chua, commented this:

"Your entire essay made no sense. It has no link to the question. You need to provide more relevant answers. You also need to be more expressive and engaged to the text. During the extra lessons on the June Holidays, SEE ME!"

I'm so dead... ...

Finally, for my Mother Tongue, the official 'O' Level examinations is only 5 days from now. Sloth and pride can penalize me and ruin my life. I really, really have to cramp up o Mother Tongue, whether it is hardcore or sleep-reducing. My pride as well as my parents' are placed on the line here...

I really wish that I could spend time having fun raiding the shopping centers with BX, Ray and Bran... Or maybe chew on those tender juicy fried Original Recipe chicken in KFC... Or play Resident Evil 5 and force Bran into the laser-sight bombs again and again... and again...