On days when I hope I wasn't the unlucky girl anymore

Story begins with PSLE

Prelim - 264 in the end 248 (+3)

Despite being the only one in the whole sch to score a distinction in HMT

I'm still super upset

I remembered crying very hard that day

That cut off my way to rgs or so schools

Look at G she's now at Cambridge/Oxford

Look at S, she's at Aussie university as well.

....

Then here comes the days in nh

Okay Sec 2 I got promoted to special stream

which I declined cause I felt more comfortable in express

But thinking back if I was in special, perhaps I would work as hard to make it like a special stream student

Here comes the O's

Stomachache on normal chinese paper & combined humanities

Then in the end = b3 & c6

Which cut off my route to decent jcs

If I didn't got as bad I would have ended up in nyjc or what

& prolly end up in university already

But now I'm still afraid

What if I fall short of

What if I never end up where I hope I was supposed to be

I don't want to be the girl who's unlucky on impt days anymore

Neither I want to be the girl who's lucky on impt days ( because that's not consistent and totally untrue)

I just want to be safe and sound and be worthy of what I deserved

& I don't want to be like those fillers to fill up the last few positions there

GMH