As I trawl through the comments, people were sharing their PSLE scores along with how and what they’re doing now. Some are doing well, and some are still finding their way out in life.
Now here’s my story.
I grew up in a vicious environment. A vicious environment perpetuated by bitchy relatives who compare my results EVERY SINGLE TIME. I hated them for their endless comparison and in turn berated myself for not being academically smart. They always had something to say or to belittle me. I had a big ego but a meek personality. Whenever I hear them snickering about my results or “consoling” my parents that my results are “okay”, I cry.
I was an average student in school. In my primary school, I was streamed into EM2 but was doing okay for most of my subjects, except Maths. I usually top my Chinese, but Chinese was …