Bless the lord!

To be very honest, before the day that i took back my results, I wasn't able to sleep in peace. I was terrified. I just wanted 20 and below. After Manchester match, I tried to sleep. But it was unsuccessful. I finally slept at around 4 plus.

The next day, I told my mum this 'Mum? Can you unlock Don's com so I can play before i get depress?' She did. Even when I'm playing the game, I couldn't even concentrate. Went to school reluctantly. Seeing everyone was a good thing. There were smiles and laughter. Everyone were still quite happy. When the results were being given out, Everyone became silent. When it was my turn, I saw my result slip. I was quite unhappy as the result wasn't what i wanted. There were 2Cs, A few Bs and 1 A. I thought i couldn't get 20 points. I passed my results slip to Jit Ren, and tried to tore this envelop as calm as possible. But it was unsuccessful. My hands were shaking by than. When Jit Ren told me i got 19 points, i was relieved and i started shouting. That feeling was FUCKING AWESOME! IT FEELS FUCKING GOOD! I'M FUCKING GOING TO SAJC! FUCK THAT!

Will be going to Wayne's house later for a BBQ. I will definately enjoy myself there. MUAHHAHAA. PRAISE THE LORD!