Untold Untruths
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Tuesday, March 14
Silly Preposterous Meh??
I am rather full of myself at the moment, but at the end of this post I probably won't be anymore. SPM results came out yesterday, but because I was retaking my driving test, I couldn't make it to school till 1 something. I guess it spared me a good deal of fretting, because one can't fret about SPM while there is something as tedious as a road test to wait and pray for.
While waiting at the SDC, Ee Ling called me from school to ask if I'd like to know my results. She insisted that Pn Kauthar said I did very well, but I hardly dared to believe that they really were "very good". Anyway, as it turned out, Pn Kauthar got on the phone and told me my results. She was soo cheerful and happy, and with good reason too :)
11 As (12, if you count GCE O Levels), with a 6C for Chinese. It's really a miracle... I keep thinking that I am an 11 As student now, and it doesn't compute very well. On the outside, I am delighted and couldn't be happier with more; but on the inside, I am still dealing with some reserved disbelief and slight embarrassment. I certainly don't deserve 11 As. History was a complete joke, and though I hoped for Malay, Physics etc, I honestly never expected As for them all. It's unbelievable. God, if this is what Pastor meant by being "blessed to the point of embarrassment", You've certainly fulfilled that. I don't deserve the 11 As! I know I don't, but I guess I wouldn't exchange them for less.
Some people react as though they couldn't have expected anything more or less of me... A little like I've confirmed something that they had figured from early on. Some people, I feel, wonder at what I got and might be (dare I say it) quite incredulous.
But people, people... Listen to me... I don't deserve the 11 As... It was by some benevolent twist of justice, some divine intervention, some providential blessing that I got them... It's such an unbelievable stroke of luck, such a total miracle, that I feel quite guilty. Guilty because good, hardworking darlings like Kah Hoe, Jameson and Bert Chin obviously tried so much harder and studied so much more earnestly but still fell a little behind my 11 undeserved As...
Oh, I am grateful, don't get me wrong... But it's not pure happiness as I'd expected it to be. It's a funny sort of happiness, the kind where you are more relieved and glad than purely elated with triumph. The kind where you are happy, but slightly guilty at the same time for being happy, a little like if you'd cheated your way to success. (By the way - no, I do not, did not cheat.)
Lordy Lordy Lord Lord, bless You Lord. Bless you bless you bless you.
While waiting at the SDC, Ee Ling called me from school to ask if I'd like to know my results. She insisted that Pn Kauthar said I did very well, but I hardly dared to believe that they really were "very good". Anyway, as it turned out, Pn Kauthar got on the phone and told me my results. She was soo cheerful and happy, and with good reason too :)
11 As (12, if you count GCE O Levels), with a 6C for Chinese. It's really a miracle... I keep thinking that I am an 11 As student now, and it doesn't compute very well. On the outside, I am delighted and couldn't be happier with more; but on the inside, I am still dealing with some reserved disbelief and slight embarrassment. I certainly don't deserve 11 As. History was a complete joke, and though I hoped for Malay, Physics etc, I honestly never expected As for them all. It's unbelievable. God, if this is what Pastor meant by being "blessed to the point of embarrassment", You've certainly fulfilled that. I don't deserve the 11 As! I know I don't, but I guess I wouldn't exchange them for less.
Some people react as though they couldn't have expected anything more or less of me... A little like I've confirmed something that they had figured from early on. Some people, I feel, wonder at what I got and might be (dare I say it) quite incredulous.
But people, people... Listen to me... I don't deserve the 11 As... It was by some benevolent twist of justice, some divine intervention, some providential blessing that I got them... It's such an unbelievable stroke of luck, such a total miracle, that I feel quite guilty. Guilty because good, hardworking darlings like Kah Hoe, Jameson and Bert Chin obviously tried so much harder and studied so much more earnestly but still fell a little behind my 11 undeserved As...
Oh, I am grateful, don't get me wrong... But it's not pure happiness as I'd expected it to be. It's a funny sort of happiness, the kind where you are more relieved and glad than purely elated with triumph. The kind where you are happy, but slightly guilty at the same time for being happy, a little like if you'd cheated your way to success. (By the way - no, I do not, did not cheat.)
Lordy Lordy Lord Lord, bless You Lord. Bless you bless you bless you.