i got B for English. Apparently, nobody got A i guess. i'd expected the result but many mind-boggling questions just keep on jostling in my mind.
i always like English. It's Language and you don't pretty much study for language but with a sprinkling of creativity you shall be fine, i guess. i always love writing. That's the only way i could express my thought and expanding my creativity to its maximum. i love reading because it gives me inspiration and by reading, i endure my solitary moments.
i have two interests now but i'm sure whether both complement each other that well. i want to major in creative writing and i'm interested in medicine too. Both seem so unrealistic but i'm still finding the right path with my almost light-out torch along this gloomy dark tunnel. Often i see light, like i could be so sure of what i'm so going to do, like i've found my way. Well, life is never a bed of roses. The light just dampen with each steps that i took towards it. It's like Someone's playing a trick on me. Or maybe it's just my illusion? And then i get lost again.
i'm going Home again this coming National Day. Although i would probably just have two days to be spent at home, i think it's worthy. i need to go home, i need to be with my family, there's so many things to tell and i don't know where to start and i must be voiced out face-to-face. Moreover, my Mum did ask me to go home and did approve of the leave although it's just for a short time. i'm like so touched to hear that. A call to go home.
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