I received that email, My timetable for my january intake finally out! That feeling is back again..... AWWWW! God damn it. When i was still a child, I love weekends and hated Monday. I hate spellings, dictation, class tests and exams. Every week, when the class was ask to bring back the spelling book to be sign, for sure i would get whacked by my mum. Until one day, I learnt to forge my mum signature and hide it. Sometimes under my mattress, in between books and even brings out with me just to hide it from my mum. After all, no matter how i hide the spelling book or forge the signature, report book is the one that i can't hide. This feeling carrys on even until now, Stopped schooling when i was 17 years old which i completed my ITE nitec in office skills. Time flies and i am 21 years old now.

Knowing that my mum won't do this to me anymore cos i am a grown up. But the phobia still stay in me which makes me scared of failed failed failed!

This morning when i went to pray my ancestors, I hold the joy sticks and whisper it in my heart.

啊公,
在你还没离开,你捉住我的手说: "淇啊"你一定要用功读书考上大学.当时我在没有办法的情况下答应了.
我答应您的我以经做了.而且我会把它做好.


拆了香以后,我的眼泪没办法不流.
我好想念你啊.你过的好不好?