It's about time that my final 8 papers will decide my future. GCE 'N' Level is about a weeks away and I'm freaking out about my Maths paper. The new criteria is killing me, I just hope for the best when my result is being announce.
Girlfriend persuade me to take the 'O' Level so that we both could go to the same poly next year. How sweet is that but somehow, I find it rather irritating. Like I said, the chance of me going to secondary 5 is low.. The mastermind is Maths, if I could do this year 'N' Level Maths paper, the chance of me going to secondary 5 is moderate. Who cares if I didn't make it 19 points and below as long I achieve a grade 5 or less for my Maths. I don't care about the points, I care about my subjects.
So far, my life is going through smoothly until the evil Maths paper came into my life. Numbers.. why this world always full of numbers.
