A lot of us have been there. Those days of emptiness when we struggle with accepting the fact that what could have been is slowly fading from its possibility —that day by day, every remembrance you have of him is one pixel a blur. That every aching you had endured and every effort you had made in making it work have led to the inescapable aftermath of the relationship morphing back into pure nothingness.
Two people who started out as strangers whom, by fate versus coincidence, happened to cross each other’s paths and somehow tangoed their way into a beautiful entanglement are now left with broken strings of what used to be. And your heart just sinks to this realization.
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This piece is a very important insight into the problem of education discourse in Brunei. Please read it.
A contribution by Nadhirah Saiful
O level and A level results recently came out in Brunei. Social media networks exploded with statuses and Tweets about plans falling through or being thankful for still being on their chosen path. It got me thinking about my own O level results a couple of years ago, and where they took me.
I had planned on going to sixth form and nowhere else. I didn’t have a back-up, mostly because no one really told me any other alternative was possible, but the moment I got my results, reality crashed in.