Results? It was determined by the email I received.
Thanks as per .... it hit the raw nerve, and allowed me to face the music.
This is the most classic email and I'll remember it for life.
I was right in front of the school's entrance, embracing myself to attend tutorial.
I was at a dessert stall waiting for CY, with a bowl of dessert as it's not a waiting area.
Received the most unexpected call from my dearest and broke down towards the end.
I left my sweet dessert into something salty behind I guess. Damn, wasted $$.
Hopped on a bus to AMK instead and there it goes, another lesson missed.
Call me emotional but I don't deserve this.
The many messages gave me reassurance
but, a chance to think through what I really want.
The last call/SMS did not help at all, it's not even good, let alone better
when one is already at the bottom of the pit.
My hands are still shaking, not of anger but resentment and fear.
I am fearful of what I do, and no longer have confidence in it.
To be frank, I'm living in denial and rejecting the truth.
We can't face the music, let those who are be with the player.
Thanks all who gave me the support when I was really really down yesterday.
Thanks CY for rushing down and making an effort to meet me, but I know your time are tied.
Thanks dear for letting me to wet your pillow but I can't tell you what happen, before I flood your bed.
Next time ba... when the time is ripe.
The heart's cold, it's just another beautiful mistake. 4:34 PM