Hi. So, it's 12.12.12. A very nice date, indeed. Nothing special about this date but it's my best friend of 8 years, Syazana's 15th birthday today. She invited me to come to her party but I couldn't show up because of transportation problem since both of my parents are working today. I really wish i could go. If only i had a license, i'd drive and show up at her party and celebrate it with her. But i'm only fifteen. . .
Okay, so, they said that PMR's result is on the 19th which is . . . next week. Crap. I'm not ready for my results, i'm just not ready. I'm scared that i'll disappoint my parents. That's what i'm afraid of. My dad told me that he is very sure that i'll get straight As. My other family members and my friends said the same thing, too. They said i always got good results for my past exams and that's why they're very sure i'll get 8As for the real exam, too. I don't know. Anything can happen, you know.
I hate when people say things like, "You don't have to worry. It's just PMR!" and i wish i could throw a goddamn gigantic rock to them at that moment. No, it's not just a freaking goddamn PMR. It's about my parents' dreams and my future. I want to be a doctor. If i didn't get straight As, you think i'm qualified to be one? And i've disappointed my parents so much and i've had it enough. I don't wanna hurt them anymore. They sent me to 3 tuitions, wasted a lot of money on them. I just wanna prove to them that i can do it. That's all.
And i can't believe that PMR is over for 2 months already. That was fast. Wow. And school is re-opening soon and i'm going to be in form 4. I'm turning sixteen. I just can't believe it. I remember the first day i came to school as a form 1 like it was just yesterday and now, i'll be in form 4. I'm lack of ideas to write so bye LOL
