The email I have been waiting for finally came. Without any hesitation, I opened it with my fingers crossed. There. God answered my prayers. I looked up to the sky with my palms covering my face and instantly I had a flashback of my A level prep days back in 2014. I wouldn't want to relive those days again though I truly treasure them. I know getting into a rather generic engineering course in a local uni isnt really a feat that is impressive to the eyes of the public. It is the course I am honestly interested to read. It was worth it to press on and finish off what I started after failing my first year in JC despite having thoughts to transfer to a polytechnic . Sigh now I am reminiscing my 3 years in CJ. I have God to thank for as his plans are always better than my dreams. 

Now I'm left with less than a year to serve before I enrol and begin a new chapter in my life. I'd probably wish I could be an NSF again when I am overwhelmed with stress in the future. It is something that I foresee especially since an exchange I had with an NUS undergrad mat who was also a Section Commander at a fire station for his NS. Oh well. Just focus on the present. Remember, find purpose in the simpler, every day parts of life. Here's to a blessed Ramadhan ahead where we invest in our hereafter more than the dunya. Last but not least, having a 3 year JC education with mediocre results is not the end of your education pathway, whoever you are. Tough times don't last just like this world and your shortlived life. Hmm...