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Monday, June 05, 2006 ( 07:15 )
things had been just one hard knock after another.
I made the first blunder of my nursing life's practicum. Got my mark for one of my essays on friday; i flunked it. failed, flopped, faulted. And because we have to pass every component to pass the entire subject, I have thus, busted my overall grade for it. In other words, it doesn't matter how well I did in the other components anymore, because even if i passed the supplementary essay, the overall grade will still only be a pass. Cruel and grim, but that's how the university system works. To make it a worse bummer, I had actually attained flying colors for the other components, and possibly thought I could score in this particular subject. sigh, this is just gonna drag my whole GPA down. Am really worried I won't be able to qualify for honours next year. The lecturer was really nice though. she proposed to write a letter of recomendation with the school's letterhead and offer her contact details at the end of the year to explain to the respective university which I will be doing my honours on why my grades for this semester ain't exactly fantastic and that because I had not passed the component of a measly 20% (and it's psychiatric - a type of specialisation), I have inevitably not make the grade despite doing excellently well in others.
Spoke to JM, Leanne and Shanz, and through their comforting words, I allowed veracity to hit.. and did I hit bottom. Yes, I cried, or rather, practically bawled. But as the old maxim goes, "there's no use crying over spilt milk, and what's done cannot be undone", guess I can only take it in my stride and try even harder next semester. But for now, i'm just gonna allow myself to weep that little bit more and whimper that extra bit longer.
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Secret Garden, Bruce Springsteen
She'll let you in her house
If you come knockin' late at night
She'll let you in her mouth
If the words you say are right
If you pay the price
She'll let you deep inside
But there's a secret garden she hides
She'll let you in her car
To go drivin' round
She'll let you into the parts of herself
That'll bring you down
She'll let you in her heart
If you got a hammer and a vise
But into her secret garden, don't think twice
You've gone a million miles
How far'd you get
To that place where you can't remember
And you can't forget
She'll lead you down a path
There'll be tenderness in the air
She'll let you come just far enough
So you know she's really there
She'll look at you and smile
And her eyes will say
She's got a secret garden
Where everything you want
Where everything you need
Will always stay
A million miles away