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Great Expectation.

It was a super long wait. As usual. No matter its subject registeration or results release. Its always wait wait wait. And this time, for the last time, was one of the longest wait ever. I hate the feeling. And after hearing all the stories bout' miracles in the last semester from my friends, my hopes were high. But in the end it was not to be.

In fact, I am most disappointed with my FYP results. Tho' I shouldn't expect more, considering the amount I have done. But I had high hopes after the words of my supervisor and examiner. And I think it probably cost me a level for the hons class. Maybe I should take consolation in what they said. As least, its a recognition, a flattering praise, I may not get from anyone again.

You know its strange, when you will always worry about passing before the results are out. But when its finally out, tho' you passed, you'd expect something more, and starts complaining not getting As. Strange isn't it?

After thinking about it again. I think I truly deserve to get what I got. I'll be deceiving myself if I to think that better results in the last four sems would get me anything better hons class. Cuz the damages were already done, in the donkeys and cats I got during my freshman year. On the bright side, if I had not work harder, I may get something worse. And come to think of it, everyone got what they deserved. The average like me, got the average class, the better ones, of cuz got the better class too, and the really good ones, there are simply extraordinary. There were no surprises. Congrats dear, you truly deserve it!

Sorry guys no treat FYP no A, no treat! wahahaha. Just kidding, I sincerely wanna thank everyone who helped me along the way for my FYP and thru out my four years!

Thank goodness its over. Finally I can say, lets move on to the next phase of life.

Comments

KingMeng said…
Congrats on surviving 4 years in NTU...that itself is a great achievement already...haha!
Sunshine said…
i 100% agree with this:

"You know its strange, when you will always worry about passing before the results are out. But when its finally out, tho' you passed, you'd expect something more, and starts complaining not getting As. Strange isn't it?"

i experience this every single time i get my result....ahahaha
egeus said…
No wonder we are in the same boat! Hahaha. And we are both the 不服气-type. But then again maybe not exactly the same. I came to this conclusion. The elite will say "aiyar its okay la, dun worry so much, its good nuff" cuz they will never know how you feel, they got all the A's they want, they are happy. While those below average will say "so good already still complain? Wanna compare with me or not?". Only the average ppl like me, not really bad and not good enough, will be unhappy about it. hah
Sunshine said…
i feel that its smth like when u're the one experiencing it....u'll feel that its not good enuff....but when ur friend is the one experiencing it...u'll usually tell them that its good enuff already....though the results are the same...ahahaa

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