So our family has to go through the anxiety of hoping that he will pass this time round...again.
I have no idea why I am feeling this instead of my bro but I now have butterflies in my stomach.
No matter how many times I cursed that he will fail and that he will never get into NYP (the fact that he wants to go there so much makes it so much more fun. Although I have completely no idea why), I really hoped that he will make it through this time round. Seriously he dun mean to really do as I predict - be the 1st person in SG to take O'level 10 times and get into Guinness Book of World Records?
Oh shit, I better eat some food now to crush the butterflies in my stomach to death. This feeling really creeps me out.
Saggy Quote of Da Daz:Memories is a strange thing. It plays hide and seek when you need it, and haunts you when you don't.