“What if I don’t get A*?” . “What if I don’t have any positions in my college?” . “What if I’m not good at speaking?” . “What if I have to REPEAT MY PAPER??” . . E(X)=Expectations (it's a maths term I am so sorry if some of you are not aware huhu) Being in a position where you left your high school as the best student of the batch will evidently got yourself caught in a net full of terribly high expectations and high hopes horribly haunting after you (too many adverbs yet it's still inadequate to describe how I really felt in those days). Wow, best student. Wow, doing A-level for 18 months?! Crazy. Wow, a scholar? Wow, that scholarship? Wow, amazing! And all those things they found out about me…in which will all eventually come to the exact same final mutual statement: “You must the genius brightest smartest one lorh” All I can do is just grinned, and say, “No lah, of course I’m not”. But (obviously), no one would believe what
A good life is not all about having pleasing moments, but how we make the moments pleasurable.