was shattered last saturday night. When I saw the NUS letter on the table when I came home, I was wondering whether it was going to be an acceptance or a rejection, and I saw just by the first half of the first page that it was to be a rejection:( My worst fear had come true: the interview (and possibly the essay test) had killed it.
My parents were very encouraging, and tried not to make me feel bad, but you know how it feels to have your dream shattered in just 1 second by just 2 words on a piece of paper that determines the rest of your life.
The accompanying NTU letter didn't make me feel any better (turned out I got the bad news first, and the good news didn't help after that).
Still, I thank God that I'm not left out in the cold. My Mum said to see this as part of God's plan for me, and to know how blessed I am with what I have now.
On a brighter note, congrats to all my friends who made it in! I know you'all will be great doctors:)
