I just got sick again today at school. I was helping Bryan with something in the hub, and then I felt this sensation of pain in my stomach. It must be that indian stall again. I have resolved not to touch their food again as long as I live...not even the potato wedges. I have not forgotten that the indian stall gave me food poisoning during A 'div' just before the match against JJC, but I am so thankful that it was raining so heavily that day that the umpires postponed the match to the next day, and I didn't get to play anyway.....sigh.....
Anyway, I had to go home after I got sick, and then Mum gave me a long talk on watching what I eat, as this has been a common occurance with me, and that I should have been eating something healthier instead after the weekend of unhealthy eating. Well, I wanted to at first, but the queue length at the "healthy" stalls were long enough to waste up to 10 minutes of my life, and I made the mistake of choosing the stall with no queue. I should have known that there was no queue for a reason.
Prelim results came up like quite a long time ago, but I still don't know the final score till today. I was really so scared that they were going to shift the band marks for chem to make everybody score worse, especially since I was at the tail end of my band. WTH told me today that that would not happen. Thank God! God was really gracious to me, even though I was rather ill-prepared for physics. (Imagine not doing a single question on superpositions except in paper 1 for the entire exam.) On the whole, I have much to be grateful to God for. However, I am not anywhere near being satisfied with my grades.
Given the competition level for admission in NUS, I am really not sure whether I can get the course of my choice. My ambition is to be a pediatrician, because I love children. However, the competition is so tough that I am not even confident of being shortlisted. All I can do now is trust God and give my best for Him.
