Alright, so let’s talk about these prelim results, yeah? What a ride that was. I remember it like it was yesterday, mostly because that antsy feeling still gives me shivers sometimes.
I’d just finished this big thing, you know, poured weeks, maybe months, into preparing for it. Felt like my brain was about to leak out my ears by the end. And then, the waiting game started. That’s the worst part, isn’t it? Just sitting there, knowing there’s a number or a ‘pass/fail’ hanging out there somewhere with your name on it.
So, the day came for the prelims. I told myself, ‘Alright, deep breaths. It is what it is.’ But who am I kidding? My heart was doing the cha-cha in my chest. I logged into the system, my fingers were kinda shaky on the keyboard. Silly, I know. Clicked around, navigated through what felt like a million menus. My internet decided to be extra slow that day, just to add to the drama, I guess.
And then, boom! There it was. This little line of text, the ‘preliminary result.’ My eyes scanned it so fast, I almost didn’t register it at first. Had to read it again, and then a third time, just to be sure. It was… well, it was there. It wasn’t the final, official thing, mind you. They make sure you know that. Kept seeing stuff like ‘these are just an indication,’ ‘not official yet.’ Yeah, yeah, I got it. But still, it’s the first real sign you get, right?
For me, seeing that prelim, it was a huge weight off my shoulders. Even though it wasn’t the final word, it gave me a pretty good idea of where I stood. Like, okay, I didn’t completely mess this up. Or, you know, if it had gone the other way, it would’ve been a kick in the gut, but at least I’d know sooner rather than later.
So, what did I do? First, took a massive sigh of relief. Then, I probably stared at the screen for another five minutes, just letting it sink in. Didn’t really celebrate big or anything, ’cause, again, ‘preliminary.’ But it definitely changed my mood for the rest of the day. It was like, okay, one hurdle kinda-sorta cleared. Now, just gotta wait for the actual, real-deal, stamped-and-sealed official results. But that prelim? Yeah, that was a big moment in the whole process. It’s the first glimpse, the first hint, and boy, does it make your heart race.
After that, it was back to waiting, but with a bit less… dread, I guess? Knowing the prelim was decent helped. It’s funny how a small piece of info, even if it’s not the full picture, can make such a difference. So yeah, that’s my little story about dealing with prelim results. A nerve-wracking, but ultimately necessary, part of the journey.
