He stop believing; She stop believing. And then, I too, stops believing.
How will you feel, when your family stops believing in you, like how they used to. I felt breathless. I sat infront of the computer with my family criticizing me, I can't breathe normally. Their words were harsh. But true.
I can't prove them wrong. How can I try to convince others when I can't even convince myself. HOW CAN I SAY OUT LOUD THAT I CAN DO IT! I CAN GET INTO A JC! I CAN FREAKING DO IT! When I have nothing to prove it. And when I just don't have enough discipline to leave the computer and start studying right there and then.
So I kept quiet.
It's a long road when you face the world alone. Whenever I think of their words, tears will threaten to fall. Even if I cry even if I lose hope in the end I will take the exam.
I had spent the whole afternoon today with mayflower band. And I made a few promises to myself. Nothing more matters until o level ends.
My biggest worry now are both my sciences. How can I turn the tables around from getting F9 to getting A1. At least getting distinction.
In 91 days.
I cast my fears aside, and I know I can survive.
