I felt like shit on Thursday and I'm still feeling like shit now.
Blogging at 4.30am in the morning when I have to wake up at 6.30am, which is 2 hours later. I just can't fall asleep, simply because I'm still thinking about my totally lousy results.
Anyway, what made me feel like shit is not the failing. Of cause I'd admit I felt better when I heard someone failed too, but it doesn't mean I was happy that we failed.
And I felt like shit because it was all meant as a joke.
Maybe it wasn't intentional, and maybe it was really a joke. It doesn't matter anymore. It just hurt me.
No matter how unintentional it was, somehow somewhere in a little corner of your heart, it still doesn't feel good.
And whats more, I was even concerned about him and asked if he wanted to join me for the appeal. OMG, I feel damn stupid lah!
Maybe next time I shouldn't take people's first word as the truth? Shouldn't be too concern towards people? Being too trusting also hurts so much.
Anyway I just feel like shit. Nobody will understand how I feel cause this kind of things never happened to you.
And I didn't mention to anyone, but this incident reminded me of Jason. So it hurt double, even triple times.
FOR-GET IT.
what we could have been, 1:54 PM.