Joan is being offered Pyschology in HSS, (NTU)
and Science in NUS.
two minutes ago,
Joan accepted the Faculty of Science offer in NUS.
this is the screen that shows (:
Joan no longer feel as sad that she did not get into Business.
She has learnt how to deceive herself that business is not for her.
She has straighten out her thoughts, and gave up on appealing for Business.
She has also decided to learn to love what she is offered.
(Since she knows that her results aren't that fantastic to get her to wherever she wants to.
She is resigned to fate that she got Science.
Talking to her cousins and friends made her understand something more about herself.
She still doesn't know what she wants to be.
Sometimes, in her eyes, a pitch dark future will flash in front of her.
In that split second, she will feel depressed and disappointed in herself.
Life isn't as easy as before.
Life isnt as simple as it used to be.
She begins comparing her life now with the one she had previously.
Previously = Primary/Secondary School years.
Very often she would rather be the best among average,
than to be the last among the best.
She is egoistic.
She needs to feel good about herself.
Yet, life has been cruel to her for the past few years.
She knows that she needs to start working hard.
Doubly and triple-ly hard.
She is setting a rather high target for herself.
She do have plans for the future.
Plans that she doesn't wish to let people know of,
in fear of the way people will look/laugh at her if she doesn't achieve her target/goal.
Life is practical.
However, not as practical as if you study hard you are sure to do well.
I stand by the believe that if you study smart, you will do well.
After some reflections,
i see myself studying blindly and stupidly for the past two years.
it was a different form of studying as my Secondary school time.
Studying blindly left me in fatigue.
Fatigue that no amount of rest can revive me.
Its time for a change.
Reflections leave me in a state of depression for a while,
but ultimately gives me enough strength and determination to press on.
Joan is fine.
No worries.
She has little bookwormy to serve as a constant reminder.
Looking into the future,
seeing herself on stage, proudly, in her graduation robe,
grinning widely,
with a sense of pride in herself.
