The Escapism

How do I come up with this right? I’m not too overwhelmed with sadness, I’m not happy either. Okay, let me try to get this thing out of my mixed mind.

“The news which I have for you are mixed. You are one of some 50 particularly well qualified candidates which we interviewed. I am afraid that your application was not amongst those chosen for immediate admission. However, we have decided to place you on our waiting list…” bla bla bla…

Yep. That’s the result I got from the MBS. They only provide 25 places, and I’m out of them.

Fifie said there might be a chance and being positive  
My brother said it’s okay
My dad said, they’re just being polite about the waiting list thing

Anyway, this does good for me. It brings out the better side of me.

Let’s talk about something else.

Dad and I went to the bookstore. He didn’t buy anything, while I bought a pencil (not exactly like Mr. Pencil), I think they stop producing it. I bought a book, an autobiography of Sidney Sheldon, The Other Side of Me. A very interesting reading, as soon as I stopped calming the situation and took a bath, I sat down and started reading until chapter 12. I will blog about it exclusively one day when I finish reading and am in the mood

Ok, moving on…