Its Better Late Than Never

It's better late than never

    Day in and day out, it was finally the day that I have waited impatiently for the past three months: the day when my SPM result was about to be announced. To be honest, instead of being worried about what my result would be, it was a relief because there is always a tremendous pressure in the waiting. As the only son to my parents, I studied hard and so, the effort that I had put in was finally paid off with 10 A's. "What are you going to do?", asked one of my friend. "I don't know", I replied. "Congratulations!", exclaimed my teacher who was standing just beside me. "Thank you", I replied. The teacher then shook his head in delight and went to the others. Not long after, a feeling of worry began to stir in me as I could not see the apple of my eye, my best friend, Liza. I was informed that she got 10 A's as well, but I was unsure where I should look for her. I went to the staffroom and finally found her. Liza was showing her grades to the teachers and thanking them for the contribution given to make her successful. To me, it was she who has played a significant role in my success besides the others and for that reason, I owe a great debt of gratitude towards her. And so, due to that, I have grown quite fond of her.
    It was an exuberant day for her and I have decided to express my love that I have long restrained. All this while, my progress to tell her that I loved her had always been at a snail’s pace because when it came to matters like this, I was ignoramus. That day, my love towards her was again left unsaid as she was busy entertaining the others.
    On the very night of the day itself, I sent her an SMS for wanting to meet her the next day. "LOL, I'm away to my grandparents’ house and I will be back next week", she replied. Delaying what I have planned for a week, we finally met up. Before I could utter any word to her, she said, "I'm going to further my studies in TESL at London and how about you?". For about a...