I’m sorry for not blogging about school, but that’s not the main point now.
I have been thinking much these days.

I hate the fact that we got silver for SYF.

When jovina was talking to me on the phone telling me the ugly truth (while crying), I raised my head so my watery eyes would not tear.

The truth was unbearable.

I made an excuse to my lecturer that there was a need for the restroom.
Whilst sauntering into the restroom, flashes of the numberous practices we had appeared in my mind.

I couldn't accept the fact.

Jeleen, Eline, Joelle, Shana, Krish and Xinyuan were great, they tried their utmost to comfort me.
Krish and Xinyuan dialled me up to ask about the results.
Krish was not very sane.
He asked if we have got Gold With Honours.
And I lied to him, which later on I texted him back that we got silver.
The next day he was attempting to make me laugh the whole day.

Xinyuan was like, wondering why we didn't got gold.
He thought we were like, awesome.
Unfortunately the judges didn't have the same mind as his.

Though Krish and Xinyuan failed miserably to do so.

I need hugs and comforts.