Actually, it’s more of a fact rather than a suspicion.
I have this rather sneaky suspicion that I fucked up my life big-time when I decided be a hero and give the A-levels the big middle finger. Rather heroic then, but when I got my results back; AABB: Not too good, not too bad, but yeah, the middle finger right back at me. Bye bye Stanford, bye bye scholarships, bye bye hot babes.
The satisfaction and right to smirk (provided I get stellar results through my years in NUS) wouldn’t begin make up for missing that boat back in 2004. Seems that I’ve been trying to pick up the fallen shards of my life since then.
If I can’t regain my past glory, I’m determined to carve out a new path, starting with that damned final paper on Singapore politics, which takes place in a few hours’ time. I will not be denied my place in the Dean’s List.