| | So...17th of August 2009 turned out to be a gloomy day for the majority of ACCA graduate-hopefuls, me included. As most of you would have known, I sat for what I had hoped to be the last four of my ACCA papers back in June, but it was just not meant to be. Out of the 4 papers I took, I failed one paper, thus further delaying my graduation to at least another 6 months..sighh.
On hindsight, I actually did pretty well. Considering the fact that I was doing 4 professional level papers together when the majority of others were only doing 2; missing a whole lot of classes due to the numerous lion dance performances I had the first half of this year; sleeping in most of the classes that I actually went for due to fatigue from all the performances; missing another deal of classes due to a variety of illness, several bouts and sprouts of crap that had caused me to be emo; absolutely no study stress before the exam (ask those who were studying with me in the library on this one..lol); giving too much attention on my 21st birthday bash the month before exam; and a whole lot of other shit, passing 3 out of the 4 is actually quite a feat by itself.
But then again, a fail is still a fail and of course I can't feel contented. I may not be a perfectionist, but I would prefer not to accept failure either. It keeps haunting me back..all the what if's... What if I had not missed that many classes; what if I had slept less in class; what if I didn't let my feelings overwhelm me; what if I had stressed myself up more and scared myself to study harder; what if I didn't waste so much time on my birthday.. Still, at the end of the day, I thank God for giving me what I've gotten. It could've been much worse, and I'm pretty sure that He has some plans stored up for me.
In stark comparison, most of my classmates who've been doing pretty well and had not failed prior to this examination did pretty badly this round. Out of the two papers that they sat for, many failed one paper while a good handful failed both papers. Sure is a pity to see so many of them stumble at their final hurdle.. On a lighter note, a heartfelt congratulations to all those of them who did make it through! I'm still waiting for my Jogoya, Miss Chayanne! 
That aside, I've been down with a bad fever since Sunday night. Having spent the whole morning and afternoon performing under an exceptionally hot scorching sun, I was already pretty knocked up when the lorry I was in got caught in a freak thunderstorm. No suprise, I had a bad headache the rest of the day. The whole night I wasn't able to sleep thanks to that unbearable pain in my head. First thing I did in the morning was to rush to the hospital and ta-daaa, my fever was as high as 38.9c, which is pretty darn high.
It is now Wednesday and I'm still ill..no need to worry as it is confirmed that'm NOT suffering from the infamous H1N1 influenza. Sighh...hope I can recover by tomorrow. I have another competition this Sunday and I really do wish to participate!  Wish me well people!
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