When Half Your Heart Is Gone, It's Hard To Feel

I just came back from collecting my sister's UPSR results.

The girls were highly emotional, whether they perform well or not. And my sister, who proclaimed that she was not nervous about her results, actually came running to my dad in tears. As I walked past the other students who received their results, they, too, were crying.

My reaction was:

-scratches head blankly-

For both my previous government exams, I didn't really feel anything upon receiving my results.

It was like "Oh, so that's what I got" and then that's it.

Then again, maybe it's because I wasn't in school to receive my results slip. Both times, my results were made known via cell phone. I think it just killed the excitement. Haha.

Right now, I've somewhat adopted the mentality that MAYBE if I'm not around to receive my SPM results, I may get my A-pluses. Just maybe. The A-plus cut-off point may be a real bitch, but I secretly like it, though there's no guarantee that my results will be pretty now. It may even turn ugly, what with the "variety" of A's.

But screw it.

Life's no fun when there's monotony.

That's what I say. But is that how I feel?

Ha. Ha. Guess not.

The Carmenata.