Arghh!!! Now I remember what made me so depressed. It was my mother. She kept expecting for perfect results from me. She said she wouldn't mind whatever my result is when we went to school to take my PT3 result.

And I was just so happy to meet my friends, I don't even care how many A's I got. I got 6 A's and 4 B's. In PT3, there's 10 subjects, which I was shocked to know. I thought the oral exams (English and Malay) we did were just for fun. And I was satisfied with my result. But then there was a feeling that my mom will explode. And I was right. She blew up on the way home.

"I'm so disappointed in you... bla... It proves that working hard will get you better result... Look at your sister... bla bla... I am so disappointed. I thought you will be the one crying, but I was wrong. I am the one crying. I thought you will cry after seeing your friend's better result.... bla... No more Runningman... No more laughing in front of the TV... I am definitely sending you to boarding school next year.... bla..."

She was really mad at me. I thought she was supposed to encourage me. Because of her, now I am disappointed with my result. Can't she be more supportive? The format of the exam changed this year. It was all about high order thinking skill, all of the questions are subjectives. They increased the grades, usually 75% is A. And now, even 68% is C.

I cried so hard. I remember now, I cried so hard last year because my grades are dropping and my mom kept pressuring me. It was not because I was playing around. I was enjoying more and more of my school life. Next year I am going to a boarding school and will be separated from my best friends. Why can't my mom be more understanding? Even my aunt supported me and gave some encouragements.