Post-Results Depression and its Therapies

Even Ms. Cumareson calls it Doomsday.

It was disappointing. Very disappointing. My Economics and English Literature were the cause of it. Actually, I think it was my Literature marks that shook me.

I need an A in Literature to get into King's College London. Although Ms. Cumareson seems to dismiss it, implying that it's a faraway dream and all, I think I can achieve it. Nothing's impossible, right?

Grace said she does retail therapy after getting her results, be it excellent, satisfactory or undesired. You see, that's only one of the therapies for post-result depression. Let me show you a few:

Firstly, we shall talk about retail therapy. The photo above shows the goods bought by Chieh this morning after her morbid Psychology class.

Cosmetics from Etude House. According to her, they were on sale and the prices were reasonable. By all means, if it makes you feel better, and if what you bought are what you really needed or wanted, go on.

However, everyone knows doing retail therapy in Pavilion or Mid Valley ain't something that comes cheap. These shopping malls have a certain psychological tactic in attracting customers to buy what they don't necessarily need and not exactly a want on their top list.

So, do not be tempted and watch your purse.

Another therapy is food therapy, my favourite.

See the sinfully cheesy baked macaroni with chicken ham and vegetables? I had it in Sweet Chat Café for RM 10.90 excluding taxes. It's worth the money because of the amount of cheese and it tastes cheesily good.

The thing about food therapy is that you get hungry again very soon. Perhaps your stomach is full but because your mind needs more comfort or treatment it sends out signals saying it is not satisfied and that you need more. Thus, you'll be eating plates and plates of main courses and desserts; and I don't need to tell you where the fats and the cholesterol go to.

Then there's camwhore therapy. It only works on certain people, people who are not me. I camwhore for fun, I don't camwhore for comfort.

Because you can do any expression you want when camwhoring (I mean, nobody really cares about it) it sort of gives you some satisfaction. Also, an area to release stress and pressure by making silly faces or cute faces.

Fourth, movie therapy. Not easily satiated, unless you get a movie like 'Alice in Wonderland' directed by Tim Burton, starring the good old Johnny Depp and Helena Bonham Carter. I really don't know how people can sleep through such an awesome movie.

I shall elaborate on this more, because I love the movie.

The moat with floating decapitated heads. That sexy Knave of Hearts. Mad Hatter's inconsistent babbling. The Red Queen's ridiculous demands. The beautiful graphics and breath-taking special effects. Great storyline!

Some very good lines form the movie:

"I'll miss you when I wake up," Alice.
"I like all things... large," Knave of Hearts.
"... urine of horsefly, buttered fingers, wishful thinking..." White Queen.

And I love the way the White Queen walks.

Sports therapy. I think it works mostly on guys.

Whilst waiting for the movie to start, the guys first brought us to the arcade, where I played the most confusing games ever. I've been a good girl and have never played in an arcade before, hence all those Japanese things were strange to me, especially that first game which involves hammering your palms on some buttons.

Then we went bowling. I sat and watch. Reasons being: I'm scared I couldn't even lift up a ball; I'm scared of twisting my hands or hurting my feet; I'm scared of falling down because the floor is so slippery.

WeiKit was the champion. Chieh and Theng were competing against each other. I sat back and enjoyed the war =)

It wasn't a good day yesterday given the high expectations I had in achieving some grades for certain subjects, and Damien was in hospital with severe stomach ache.

Crying yourself to sleep with mixed feelings of worry, disappointment and anger was tiring. I thought I wouldn't come today but I did. I'll have to face the world, won't I?

The road ahead is not going to be any easier or sweeter a journey. I'll still have to cross deep waters, get a sword, avoid temptation and to some extent, slay a Jabberwocky.

There will be shades for rest, albeit under a mushroom, if I ever have to stoop so low. I bet this time is not the pit of my emotional 'recession' yet.

Whilst resting and recuperating from the tiring journey, you can reflect and take new point of views. Maybe you'll finally get a clearer view of where you're heading to.

Of course, you can always have a tea party. Preferably a mad one, for me.

Talking to Iven whilst writing the later part of this post puts me in a nostalgic mood again. I've already lose my head, like what the Mad Hatter said.

P/S: Congratulations to all my dearies who just got their SPM results. I hear straight A's everywhere. To Haq and Mary as well, who scored A in their Literature Unit 1.

A sincere thank you to Chieh, Theng and Chris for today. For hauling me out of the rabbit hole into the broad daylight. You might know the significance and impact of what we did today had on me but anyway, thank you =)