Thursday, October 23, 2008
Got back report book today.
I was damn scared. Scared that i won't get into 3A1.
My mum wants me to go to 3A1. High expectations.
I was freaking out.
Iris was before me. When she came back, she was crying.
We were like going to see our fate.
When i saw iris crying, i was like, oh no.
Then, i went to teacher there gingerly.
She started smiling at me and i was like, huh?
Then she said that i got into 3A1, i was damn happy.
Wanted to jump with joy but i controlled.
Then she said she was happy with my marks and
hope that i would do well next year for o levels and the yr after.
Then she said as her good friend, i should go encourage iris.
So i went back to console iris.
She's damn sad. She was crying like dunno what.
Then ruby started crying.
I felt odd. The only one not crying.
Then ruby went out to meet her fate.
And she too, came back crying.
After long long while, all of them stopped crying.
But, i, however, started crying.
Ironic huh? Haha.
I was crying cos my close friends and even my dear neighbour,
all go different classes.
I'm the only one who's going to 3A1.
But i can't possibly give up my chance to go to 3A1
juz cos of my friends, can't i? My mum will kill me.
I was crying cos i'm afraid that i cannot cope in 3A1.
Now that i got into 3A1,
My mum wants me to go to VJC.
Juz now, she told me, she wants me to go to NJC.
Prestigious schools.
Sighs. See what i mean by high expectations?
Now that we're all separated,
we're all sad.
bi jing we spent much time together.
Remember those times we had together.
Those fun moments.
Never forget those moments.
We'll still be together.
In some classes.
English, Maths, HCL and even camp.
We must keep in touch, ok?
Ok. I'm crying again.
Tissue paper?
OK. I gtg.
Writing farewell letters.
Ok. I know i'm slow.
But better late than never, right?
Bye.
Those are tears of joy and sorrow...
10:30 PM