I remember clearly as it was yesterday. My first paper of this sem. I din feel good at all. I just don't have the mood to keep tat ass of mine glued to the chair and let my eyes feast on the notes. Instead, the free time was wasted on staring at the notes, editing pictures, playing games, watching shows, mixxing coffee with chocolate syrup, chatting about nothing with my friends.... bla bla bla.
the second paper came and went without warning. And it rung the emergency button in my brain. Dunno whether its me or the exams. The damn papers are freaking hard... Hard beyond imagination. It was difficult to a point that its almost amusing to be sitting for the paper. Forcing my self to study, my morale began to drop and drop... until it almost kissed the floor. I remembered it was the 2 days before the last paper. Almost all the friends that I knew were playing and enjoying their holidays. At this point of time, my sec school friend messaged me. "Hey check this out." then he paste me this link. "study hard and maybe you have a chance to appear inside." After watching the video, fond memories of the past seemed to broke through the dam in my brain. I remembered my first day of school in SJI. I was so freaking proud that my school as a track. I was so proud of the many things my school has, a gym, auditorium, street soccer court, a huge hall with gallery level...etc. But one thing my sec school do not have, is a basket ball court. Until now I still don't know the reason. I remembered last time when we eat at the canteen and that if one person drop his tray of food, the whole canteen would give him a standing ovation. I remembered there was one day when we were told to place the bird's egg into a beaker of acid and the shell of the egg will turn into a membrane. The whole egg was like a rubber ball, bouncing on the ground. I din belive it won break, until I threw mine as hard as I could... on the celing of the corridor outside my classroom. lol. Luckily no one saw. There was yet another time, I kicked a bottle and it flew straight into the face of the founder of the school. Iiterally. Its was the portrait of the founder that I broke. Me and my friends were so afraid. We shut the doors and tried to pull out the broken glass, and place it back. We thought the teacher won notice. However one loose glass managed to get it's way to my finger and blood oozed out non stop. "Don't worry, I got the keys to the scouts room and I can get some bandage." Not long later I found my finger wrapped up like an onion. but blood still dripped like a loose tap. I was ordered to wait outside the teacher room for my punishment, holding the broken picture with my bleeding hands. The teacher looked at me, probably felt sorry for my hands, asked me to replace the glass by the next day and he will take it as nothing has happen. I still remembered we got into hell lots of trouble for secretly throwing a old javelin. lol. But thats a story for another day.
Time has passed... so quickly that it leaves us no time to feel regretful for the wrong things we have done. We just have to make do with all the things we have and make the best out of it. That was why I was able to pulled thr my last paper without gaming. And yes, exams are finally over. It time to relac and do the things we have always wanting to do. That includes driving to 3 macdonals at 2 30 am trying to buy 2 ice-cream cones. lol. It was because the first 2 mac restaurant were washing the machine. I have started to plan how to spend my one month of holiday before leaving for china for internship. Till then I shall be posting more of interesting things that I have done. ^___^
