Tuesday, February 12, 2008
still remember the various times i got my results. still remember the immense disappointment each time i get it. the high hopes and then the low. the horrible low. remember how i cried on the bus home from primary school after getting psle. still remember how i cried when i received a lousier score for o levels as compared to prelims. still remember how i walked, dazed, out of SAJC. it was never good. but it's the opposite for you isnt it. you excel in all that you do. somehow you really got the good genes. you can shoot. you can freaking shoot. why, of all the activities in the world did you have to choose the one thing in the world i excelled at. and why did you have to be good at it? somehow i almost hate you for that. i hate that you steal my experiences from me. i hate that you know the joy i feel and you can experience it but i can never experience yours.
--Merci tout le monde--
11:29:00 PM