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NUS application status enquiry

Name TAN SYLVIA

Application number 19043312

Application status

The general stages for the application status are

Application received --> Application processing --> Outcome of application

Your current status is Admission denied.

"We spend our whole lives worrying about our future. Planning our future. Predicting our future. As if figuring it out will somehow cushion the blow. But the future is always changing, and the future is home of our deepest fears- and our wildest hopes.

But one thing is certain- when it finally reveals itself, the future is never the way we imagined it."

last words

I'm very tired of trying to strike a balance and perfect that balancing act. What is good for me vs what I want, what I want vs what I can achieve, what I can achieve vs what I dream to be, making my parents happy yet not compromising my promises to myself, fulfilling my dream of chasing boho dreams yet making sure I have enough money to not starve to death in the future. Fucking sucks.

I got accepted but my dad refuses to let me go to art college. I'm going to do this without him. Meanwhile, I'm praying for a sign to know that I am really doing the right thing. Amanda managed to get a place too so here's to hoping she'll be my coursemate.

I am so tired of having to fight for every single thing in my life. I fight so hard for every damn thing I want in my life and still, I lose every battle. Meanwhile, people just relax and chill their way through life and life just moulds itself around them. It's so unfair.

I am so tired.

Matthew Grey Gubler

The defects and faults of the mind are like wounds in the body. After all imaginable care has been taken to heal them up, still there will be a scar left behind.

slow dancing in a burning room

Ben Susak & Pam Chu to John Mayer's Slow Dancing in a Burning Room by Wade Robson
Extended version of Joshua and Katee's SYTYCD piece.

Raw, raw emotion.

version -1.1

An observation: is it not sad that ex-es always manage to find the cheapest, most pirated versions of you (albeit a less hot, less cute, less nice, less sweet, less funny version) to downgrade to after he loses you? I've seen this happen so many times over... Pathetic.

This constant vicious cycle of happiness, anger, depression, self-pity and angst is exhausting me. I have never been this bipolar in my life. Pentapolar, actually.

I don't think I've ever felt this low in my life.

When you're not big enough of a bitch, you turn into a communal punching bag.