Twelve Units

it's so negative to start a post with an unfortunate recount. but what can i do?? bad events are like toxins that need to be flushed away. to a stinking place. to memory perhaps.

for three straight days, i walked, unmindful of the priority and tricol systems, tried to get myself a most precious mst subject. for three days i have debated with myself how i would gamble for anything just get me a position in the se-rvc. God. for three days, i started with 12 units in my form5 and almost ended with the same figure. what with three more units... what's the difference?

i need to get 18!

it's just so unfair, i can't pinpoint, but something out there is unfair. maybe fate. i dunno.

nevertheless, id take it all, even if id have to walk another kilometer just to find another zero-slot board, id take it, because after all, i lifted my probation, and i have another chance to live a decent life in econ. thank God.

tomorrow is the first day of classes. God im so not ready. but come what may. we will cross the bridge when we get there.

i just hope this french class wont be dispelled from my form5 because apparently, it is for EL majors only. sheesh.

-nerve-