Sigh.

It's confirmed that I'll be going to IMU next year.
Thanks to my monash interview.
Only if I did not screw it up..

Everyone around me passed.
But I failed that retarded interview.

SIGH!!! >.<'' I'm sooooo close already. I can almost feel it. Can barely touch it.
But I just let it slip out my hands.. Between my fingers.
I wish I could be a part of that world.
But I know it ain't happening.

Maybe life would be better at IMU. (Well, at least the travelling fees and time are greatly reduced. At the cost of double the amount of tuition fees.)
My parents are putting me on a twinning programme there..

Like what my parents said.. Maybe my "jodoh" is with IMU..

In, say, five years' time.
Maybe I would be a doctor already, and (hopefully) I'm enjoying my life.
Maybe I'll say "Monash suxxxxx!!!! xD IMU roxxxxxxx "
But whenever I looked back..
I will always remember..
That my journey in MUFY ended with a "sigh".


Movies and arcade, anyone?