the DAY!

pre-results
the night before the collection of my bloody SPM results was.. torturous! seriously wei. and we just HAD to have a small get-together whereby my entire family comes over for dinner and a small time chit-chat. ish ish. actually the get-together was to greet my mom who just got back from a 5-day trip to Bangkok. so yea. through out the whole night, the only topic of conversation was - dakshy's spm results. aaaaarrrrrgggghhhh!

already i havent been sleeping for the past 3 days because of this nonsense, and now we had to have a discussion about it. how freaking annoying!!! anyhow, they go on and on and on and on trying to console me and make me relax, BUT, being dakshy - the nervous reck - the consoling didnt help one bit. i just keep on worrying about it and barely participate in any of the convos.

the lines said to dakshy....
Yoga - dont worry la.. you'll definitely get at least 8As.. i know you and i can foresee it already...
aunt sue - you already have 8As in your pocket. dont worry. you'll do great.
mom - have faith in yourself. you know you did well. 8As - you''ll get.
sista - you're smart la. you'll get more As than you expected (i expected 7As initially)

finally, at the end of the dinner, when everybody left and the house was to myself, i went up to my room and settled down. Yoga calls and we talk all night long, trying to calm myself and catch some sleep if possible.

morning
the next morning, 11 something - siew calls. i get super detailed info about everbody's results which helped boost my nervousness for the day. anxiety grew and grew and grew. i was supposed to meet siew and all in school, unfortunately, she had to leave a little earlier and i had to arrive a little later. that would explain why we couldnt meet. damn it!

anyhow, i reach school at around 11.45 and step out of the car with mom and sis. as i turn around, i see Yoga walking behind me! oowwwww. how sweet of him to actually take time-off and come to my school to collect my results with me.....

ps: siewie. that was the surprise i was talking about the night before. i actually expected him to turn up. : )

*skip the entire walking into classroom and signing*

i take a look at my results...

8As wei!!!!!!!

i was so bloody happy! finally! all those hardwork paid off! i'm getting a scholarship in college!!! with the happening results, i walk out of the classroom to my sis and Yoga who wait patiently.

"i got 8As!!" dakshy.
"aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!" sista, Yoga and i.

i then get a hug from sista and then GIVE a hug to Yoga in front of my mom. haha. that was damn chun wei. i mean, since we've already informed mom about Yoga and i, i guess it wasnt a problem. that was the first time i actually did so, in fact. hehe. dakshy's got guts!

then, pei yi, jie lee , charandeep and all get hugs and we finally adjourn to lunch in times square. we hit to the dome and lepak with Yoga till about 1.30 and he leaves to work.

surprise surprise
in the evening at about 4 something, while using the pc in mom's shop....
"dakshy!! come here!!"

so, being the absolute blur one, as always..
"why??"

in irritation, they say..
"haiyo. shut up and come la!"

as i walk towards the reception, i see the delivery guy waiting with a bouquet in his hands.
"miss dakshy?"
"yeaaaa..."
"from mr.Yoga."
"aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...."

it was flowers again.. he's so sweet you know. and this time, he got me my favourite flowers - gebras.
*smiles bloody wide*

night
that night, mom organized a dinner in the Chile's in BSC. we had everyone come over and had a small time celebration. it was nice. ate to glory and headed back home at about 1am.

one hell of a day wei.

to all
to all of my friends who sat for spm..
if your results were good - celebrate
if your results were not-so-good - fuck it

seriously wei. come to think of it right, spm isnt everything. it was just a big deal because its going on now and because we're 18. a few years down the road, or just a year from now, nobody would even think about your results. your pre-u courses and your A-levels results matter more. this spm is simply nothing. dont give it a thought. even your celebration for it is gonna be short lived because you've gotta get back to your life, which matters more.

final word - screw it.

click!

~ anything you want~