Anyway, I've been contemplating. The decision I'm about to make is no fun, and I have to make it fast. It's only in a matter of weeks. Alright. Let me stop being so, I don't know, mysterious about it. So here: I passed the admittance entrance exam for Adni and they're holding my spot there until MRSM results come out and I have to give my blardee desicion. I would've spilled this earlier on but, you know how things get with me. Therefore I am contemplating every single minute of the day now. I've narrowed my decisions down, though:
- If I don't get into MRSM, Adni I shall go
- If I do get into MRSM, I will think things over.
- Dump Adni and MRSM, stay in Section 5
Okay, laugh at the 4th one. I don't mind. I'll be laughing along with you as well :) But anywhoo. I have indeed weighd my pros of all my decisions. The pros of Adni:
- I don't have to sit for SPM because I've chosen the English medium, therefore I'll be sitting for IGCSE instead.
- If I do well, I can jump straight to secondary 5 and finish school earlier. Which is impossible in my case seeing my tarnished results. HE HE.
- After IGCSE, I will be done with school considerably early. Like, three weeks earlier than when SPM is just about to start.
- Apparently, there will be a guaranteed spot at UIAM. Makes things easier for my parents. Duh.
The pros of MRSM:
- Great facilities
- Higher chances of going overseas. That is even if I do well and get a scholarship. Hello?! AM I THAT CAPABLE LAH?
Therefore in any case at all, Adni wins. But even so, I haven't made my decision and they're still holding my spot so everything is okay I suppose. Except for the fact that I am indeed near to banging my head on the wall about this. It's just that my head hurts every single bloody time I try to make my mind up.
I wish I could make things easier and just stay in Section 5. But things will never be that easy. Especially when you have parents who expect a lot out of you, and there are people around you have great expectations of you and know that you will be a someone one day-and no, none of this are bad things.
Okay. There you go. A week's worth of bantering with myself.