I don't know if it's because my emotions were clearly displayed on my face or what.
When I went back to my granny's place for dinner yesterday, my uncle asked me about A levels. A LEVELS AGAIN. Oh how I hate talking about it.
Yeah, he asked "So how many As did you get"
Seriously? Did you just ask me that? What if I said none.
Does it mean I should just jump off the building or something?
Anyway, I told him how many I got and he was like "Huh? LIKE THAT ONLY AH?"
My face just turned....... ok, I'm not really sure what colour it turned to but my heart just sank. It's like, you make me feel so dumb and I hate it when people make me feel like I'm not smart/good enough because I already feel that way. It'd be great if well, nobody puts me down any further.
and what, my intelligence and worth is directly proportional to the number of As I score?
So yeah, I don't know if I looked like I was pissed with his reply because his wife said "Aiya, A levels leh. It's different from PSLE."
I felt embarrassed and hurt. Really. (60% embarrassed for myself, the other 40% for my mum because I mean, which parent wouldn't want to be able to tell their friends+relatives+colleagues "OH MY CHILD SCORED STRAIGHT As") Maybe it was just me getting all over sensitive..
Then when I was on FB, some acquaintance asked me about my A level results. I didn't reply.
Like how does it even concern you.................. *Angst*
You're just curious and not concerned and so I don't feel like I need to let you know how well I performed.
Which explains the NIL reply.
Guess I'll forever be haunted by my A level results since people only care about how many As I get.
