Change those mindset; bring your own bag when you go shopping.The day started off with the usual singing and "swearing" of loyalty, followed by the most touching moment. The support of the whole school. Ah, it's when you feel you're all alone and nobody is behind you, the Ms. starts to give words of wisdom and everyone clapped for us. I really felt touched. I felt like crying because not only that it was my last day of school ever but I'll miss everyone I interacted with. That's what makes me feel most attached to the school. KC's like my second home where I enjoy doing things that I love. From 2.15pm of the 5th October 2007, I'm no longer a KC-ian. KC-ians are no longer KC-ians. We're just girls who will be going to KC to sit for our 'O' Levels. But I always believe in being a KC-ian at heart. It's hard to let go of the 10 years in KC/KCP. It's where I grew up in. It's where I develop my womanly senses. KC's really got your ass, man. So, we'd better not let them down.
After days of a somewhat empty classroom, today the classroom began to fill its maximum space at 7.48am. It's like a water tank which was empty due to drought suddenly it rained heavily, filling the tank to its brim and perhaps, overflowing. The noise was exceptionally disturbing. Maybe because students who haven't met each other for days, felt that they had to catch up on recent news. But being a caring soul, yes I am, I felt that they were being inconsiderate because other levels were having their examinations.
It felt hot like a stuffy feeling. In fact, I was actually perspiring in class because I'm in between 2 people and there is no space behind me. And it's like everyone crammed into a small space. Can you imagine? I bet.
So anyway, after 5 periods of English. We received our Preliminary Examinations result slips. I'm surprised at my results. I was elated and yet, somehow I was expecting a disappointed at the 2 contrasting numbers. One was an evidence of my hard work and the other, sadly, showed how I didn't try my very best. I will, however, give my 110% for the Extraordinary Papers.
This is not the end; it's just the beginning.
xoxo
7:57 PM
