Class was fun today, and the turnout for class was pretty small as well. Only 16 of us came. But we still had fun, and it was communications, perhaps i had too much fun in lessons that's affecting my grades, my UT results are really disappointing. I've gotten an E for Cognitive Process, which i thought i would pretty well, as i actually scored quite well the previous semester. I still remembered me talking to Rita about taking cognitive as an elective during 2nd year, based on the situation now, and what's cognitive bringing me to, i guess i must either look at other choices or really brush up on my cognitive.
It's really a timely reminder this time round, to really wake up and start doing something about my UT grades, which have been slipping pretty drastically. Daily grades wise, not too much of a difference, but i really hope that i would do much better in my UTs. Anyway spoke to Rita about my grades and she said she would look into it. Thanks.
Anyway, i was pretty perturbed by an incident today, i was in the same lift with you. I tried to make eye contact/ hand gesture with you, but you simply turn yourself around. Should i actually congratulate you for successfully avoiding the whole group of us, perhaps you're having a whale of a time now with your classmates, but don't you think it's abit overboard to actually just brush across shoulders, for someone whom you know, i'm not sure, i just think you are really a disappointment, i'm sorry for saying that.
Another incident made me pretty touched though, no worries joy i said i never gave up on you before, and i would never do so. I mean in life there's always people out there to make you fall, to see you down, you just have to pick yourself up, and tell yourself that you're the best out there, and you deserve nothing but the very best! And i have absolute faith in you that you would be able to pull through this, and i would always be here to lend you my shoulder to lean on if you need any support! Jiayou!
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