Wednesday, November 07, 2007
,11:36 PM
Candidates, you're left with 15 minutes. the GCE O level's head inviligator announced with great assurance in his tone. somehow, we felt a little trickling sign of relief in his voice, as the hall was packed fully with suppressed shouts of joy of students waiting to explode aloud. Candidates, the time now is 915am. Please put your pens down and stop writing. the GCE O level's head inviligator appeared at the rostrum and conveyed this message to the students. the students wanted to erupt so badly; they wanted to leave this school at once, forgoing the process of mimicking with teachers and classmates. perhaps never will they have this chance again.
today, yet another phase of my life reached its completion - 16 years of surprisingly tolerable life, 6 years of pre-school training, 6 years of primary school education, and 4 years of secondary school education. at the blink of an eye, everything had passed on, awaiting newer things to be introduced. there's no other better way to describe this feeling in words but the most commonly used phrase ('everything passed by so quickly' crap) in this context with mediocre vocabularies. the feeling of having completed something you've been working for your entire teenage life is so surreal. i wonder if i will ever take a strange liking for secondary school math again, and start doing algebra sums one fine day.
worst of all said, i'm going to miss all my classmates. and i mean ALL (includes the weird girl who reads sex novels during geography lessons. link being in the studies of population under human geography - 101 reasons why a country experience high birth rates). i will miss you, you, you, her, him, him, that one, you, her, him, and especially you. i don't think i want my secondary school life to end just here.!
on a happier note, i spent today, my last day of my Os, with dex, carvey, and ben. nothing celebratory in relation to the end of Os. we went to ben's club, and we went to a friend's house to play soccer. quite lame, but that were the only 2 things we did for the entire day, and we wasted no time in between, cos we cabbed to all our locations. who cares, we still had fun during dinner.
raspberry.?if you've read yesterday's 'today' newspaper, you'd have known about the japanese toddler that fell off the railing off his balcony, trying to look for his mother, and was pronounced dead enroute the hospital. they hospital should have special wards for special kinds of casualties. first of such wards will definitely be "superhero-wannabes that escaped from the Death Angel, and finally believe that superman is but another model for Calvin Klein's underwear". you'll find a newtowner in there with fractured arms and broken legs. if the toddler escaped death, he'd have shared the same ward as that newtowner and they could share about their experiences (happy and enthralling when in mid air, anguish and agony when it suddenly registers in the mind that they have reached their destination). when accepting counselling, they can do it together, at the same time.!
goodnight, and i shall rack my brains as to how i should spend the remaining months (all the long-way to june-july) with good purpose and a target in life. did i mention.? the japanese toddler who fell off the railing happens to stay at the same condo as i do. block 52A, and 4 blocks isn't as far as you think. gosh, i'll have to pass the spot at which she fell everytime i'm going out. i. am. having. goosebumps.