All my life, I have never worried about failing a paper. All my life, I never feared getting kicked out of school for failing. But this time, it's as real as it gets.
I'm never the type to share about my academics. I'm not the type that'll ask how high others's gpa scores are. I'm not a fan of discussing the questions and answer after an exam, in fact, I loathed it.
Ever since I started Uni, I see myself forcing myself to study, not to score distinction, but to pass. Dear lord, just let me pass. I'm not asking for anything more. I've really doing my very best, giving up time to practice yangqin, compromising time to hang out with friends.
I don't want to face another moment disappointing my parents. Most important of all, I don't want to leave Singapore like that. There's so many things I have grown dear to, so many people I have bonded with.
I won't go without a fight. But at the same time, the thought of failing frightens me so much. I'm losing my mind.
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