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chatted long enough with dad last night... from 1am...
told him my realisation that i may never get to fulfill my dream in getting into the faculty of my choice.
and i had actually told him about my possibility of having to go into a private uni.
it wasnt anyone's fault, but it could be mine.
i tried my best. But the best werent good enough...
Giving all doesnt translate into well-deserved success.
i wasnt exactly upset over the results.
i was just feeling very down cuz there isnt a slight glimpse of hope or possibility that i may ever get what i want in where i want.
NOT A SINGLE TEENY WEENY CHANCE.

i can still get into a uni, at least i feel there's no problem about that.
but i risk doing something unfruitful, something i dislike.
something lyk Bach Degree in Psychology where i dun see myself being a psychologist.
something lyk Bach Degree in History where i dun see a likelihood of an assured career path.
something lyk Bach Degree in Engineering where i might even give up halfway.

so after the chat, i sat on my bed and looked at myself in the mirror.
and i couldnt suppress the habitual containment of tears and disappointment anymore.