Yupp..The day was today..Officially all uitm students got their results through their mailbox this morning. 
Well, of course except for those who haven't done their SUFO yet. My heart trembled when opening my result. Perghh...I was very suspend. I grabbed Cleo and read my result one by one. 
The magazine was use to hid the next subject's grade as I read from top. 
Overall, my grades were quite similar to those before. However, I didn't even peek my LAW240 grade.
 I knew that it would be heartbreaking. It was the most dreadful subject I ever took.
I could felt that it was going to be similar to what I had expected. 
Okay,then I close the page and logged in my fb to know what was happening. To know what was the other's reaction. But, to my shock, nothing??? 
N-O-T-H-I-N-G. 
Nobody post about the results. Come on. Aren't there anybody open their results yet??
After updating my status, I reopened the results.
I try to be strong and browse through it. What the foot!
A 'C'???For Law???That's the worst grade I had ever gained.
So, the moral of the story, read and love the subject.



Made a wrong turn

Once or twice
Dug my way out
Blood and fire
Bad decisions
That's alright
Welcome to my silly life


Mistreated
Misplaced
Misunderstood
Miss knowing it's all good
It didnt slow me down.

Mistaking
Always second guessing
Underestimating
Look I'm still around

Pretty, pretty please
Dont you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than
Less than perfect

Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing
You are perfect to me

You're so mean
When you talk
About yourself, you were wrong
Change the voices in your head

Make them like you instead
So complicated
Look how we all make it
Filled with so much hatred
Such a tired game

It's enough
I've done all I can think of
Chased down all my demons
I've seen you do the same

Oh

Pretty, pretty please
Dont you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than
Less than perfect

Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing
You are perfect to me

The whole worlds scared
So I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking
Is an ice cold beer

So cool in line
And we try, try, try
But we try too hard
And it's a waste of my time

Done looking for the critics
Cause they're everywhere
They don't like my jeans
They don't get my hair

Exchange ourselves
And we do it all the time
Why do we do that?
Why do I do that?

Why do I do that?

Yeeeeaaaahhh
Oooooooh
Oh baby pretty please

Pretty, pretty please
Dont you ever feel
Like you're less than
Less than perfect

Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing
You're fucking perfect to me

You're perfect, you're perfect

Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing
You are perfect to me!