*gulp*

the cold sweat running down my neck was irritating. other students were fiddling with their fingers, tapping on the glass coffee table or swiping out their handphone and taking a glance at it. i waited outside for my turn. the anticipation was indeed killing me.

everyone was afraid, they were all crying silently. 

for me, i just kept quiet. i know i am afraid. very afraid. 

once in the room, we began talking. i stated my reasons, argued back, proved that i am capable of doing more. a work of words i can say. the conclusion? i don't know. whatever it is, i just have to be mentally prepared. hope all goes well.

what shocked me was when he said these 3 sentences.

"u have to learn how to accept failures, bla bla bla"

"ur grades are too far off from the promotion criteria.. bla bla bla"

"then why didnt u do it after the mid years? bla bla bla"

whats done is done, i cant change it. so ah well, looks like its up to fate.