Tears. Disappointment. Heartache.

I need this. I really really need to write this down here now because at this point, the people I want to talk to aren't online and heck am I calling them.

Sure people can say results aren't everything but truth be told, it is because after all, all the hard work we've put in is for the marks in the end.

This? This right here is the feedback for our performance.

While the others obtained this.

I'm not saying they don't deserve it. They do. They really do. I really enjoyed all of theirs. It was amazing.

What I'm disappointed is how even after putting so much effort, so much hard work, so much blood, sweat and tears, this is what we got. Forget the fact that we got lowest. Forget the fact that there was no bonus mark given.

Ah, you know what. In the end, I think it all just comes back to me. I had expectations for my group. I just thought that we could achieve better results. Heck, I believe that we deserve better. No doubt I would say my group has the better actors and actresses overall. But I guess what I think, and even what Miss Nat thinks is irrelevant because after all that, it's what the moderators think that matters.

As I'm writing this, I shall let my tears flow as how my heart would bleed. It pains me, deep inside.

I'm sorry we couldn't be the best. I'm sorry we couldn't be second best. I'm sorry we didn't even manage third but all we got was just that.

I'm sorry.

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