While I know my English Language was totally "fail", I aspire to get an A1, if not A2. Reason being: The course I want to enroll in requires a minimum grade of B3, which seems incredible to me. However I tell myself that nothing is impossible. We don't sit by and wait for dreams to fall from the sky. We don't just keep saying "I will achieve!" either. I have to persevere for the upcoming 'O' Levels, for it is clearly "Do or die".
Almost ALL my friends are interested in engineering, business or accounting. I had seen none who gives a damn about medical science and law. There is nothing wrong about this fact. However I do feel a little wrong, because basically, I suck at quite a lot of things. However I can confidently admit that my IQ level is better than "better than average". However my mind cannot stop working. Like a gear in a clock powered by an infinite energy source. Eventually I might go insane if not properly managed. The only opportunity when I could rest from this insanity is sleep. As anyone can see, chances of having time to sleep are as slim as a thread by its diameter. Every teacher of my class gives us so many homework that we could form a tent with comfy bed inside, all with books and worksheets.
I wanna do something to help myself, while helping others in the process. I want to study well for all 8 of my subjects, as well as keep myself fit if not more robust. I want to be able to talk to her, just like how we did in the past. No matter how many times I mention that the past is the past, I still can't stop dwelling upon history. What is important is the future and the present. Yet my mind contradicts myself by saying how important the past is compared to the present. I just can't stop trolling myself...
