... when I was onboard 851 en route o Bukit Batok where my client's place will be. Jude in my arm, flashing its blank screen as I waited for the login page to load on my web browser with undoubtly- high anxiety as well as anticipation (measured by the rapid heartbeats).
In last than a minute, the downloaded screen completed to reveal a set of small text. I double tapped to expend the screen to get a visible sight of my results. Tears of joy filled to the brim of my eyes as I witness the set of positive results flashed before me.
I let out a sigh of relief. As though by doing so all the tremenduous pressures weighted on my shoulders would be released. Finally, I passed all my modules. Most unexpected, thank god, was I managed to get a 5 marks passing grade despite my unforgettable mistake in my tax computation (plucked the wrong figure into the beginning).
I closed my browser and proceeded sharing my joy with Rebecca, senior and my closest friends (Mohan, it's expensive to message you when you are still in London). Happy-head over heels was what I described myself when Rebecca texted to ascertain how I must be feeling.
Perhaps it's the Tiffany ring which brought me luck. Perhaps its the miracle of my answered prayers. All in all, something which was lost sometime ago, returned and derived other than Tiffany.
Hipp-hipp-hooray!
In last than a minute, the downloaded screen completed to reveal a set of small text. I double tapped to expend the screen to get a visible sight of my results. Tears of joy filled to the brim of my eyes as I witness the set of positive results flashed before me.
I let out a sigh of relief. As though by doing so all the tremenduous pressures weighted on my shoulders would be released. Finally, I passed all my modules. Most unexpected, thank god, was I managed to get a 5 marks passing grade despite my unforgettable mistake in my tax computation (plucked the wrong figure into the beginning).
I closed my browser and proceeded sharing my joy with Rebecca, senior and my closest friends (Mohan, it's expensive to message you when you are still in London). Happy-head over heels was what I described myself when Rebecca texted to ascertain how I must be feeling.
Perhaps it's the Tiffany ring which brought me luck. Perhaps its the miracle of my answered prayers. All in all, something which was lost sometime ago, returned and derived other than Tiffany.
Hipp-hipp-hooray!
