Today was that day.
First semester results are coming out somewhere at the end of this week or early next week and its terrifying. Mean score of 42 and the range was 4-78? Very very scary. Median was 42.5 ish so I guess quite a lot of people pass? No idea
Anyway as it gets closer, I recall some memories. Doesn't affect me that much any more since its been 8 months (Weee, out of my mourning period!) but ever since PMR, I always had someone special (apart from my parents) to tell my results to. PMR, SPM, A levels and first year at uni. 'She's' always there somehow. The 'she' of course right now is null but after thinking of it a while, is it really that important?
Someone to pour your soul into, to listen to your grumbles and ranting (vice versa), know that you can count on them no matter what... what is this dependent feeling that I am feeling?
Anyway, this picture was taken back in summer 2009. Guess where it was?
No it wasn't Penang, but it was Malacca. It was some hotel we rented (I think it was Equatorial Hotel). I remember having my first Jonker Walk visit there that night. (Shame isn't it that I was studying in Malacca for 5 years but never went there until I graduated from college.)
Which reminds me, some people still 'owes' me a treat to Malacca Rojak and Cendol. (Not a fan of Cendol but I'm cool with the Rojak :p)
Fion uploaded a picture of Muar Chee so I requested for the recipe. Gonna try make them tonight so lets see how they go :)
Signing off now.
Yours truly,
Adrian
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