Examinations just two days away. On the early morning of 25 November to be exact. I can’t help but to feel really sore about waking up early for the paper, since I live really far away from school. Still, I hope all would be worth. Not quite done with the revisions, bits and pieces everywhere. Either way, shower me with tonnes of good lucks, alright? :D
On another note, remember the Christmas Exchange that I did for the past two years? It’s back again. Yay! All in the joy of giving. :) If anyone is interested in exchanging Christmas cards, along with some little gifts (not necessary though, but I will attach some), just drop me a mail.
Till then, continue to shower me with all the good lucks because I need them badly!
I set my eyes at one of the empty seats in the canteen, that ever familiar round table. The round table that my lunch buddy and me always sits at for our occasional breakfast during the good old days. The round table that my dear mentor once joined us after her meal with her colleagues. I could still clearly remember that it was the week after my Qualifying Round, the period of uncertainty. Not forgetting what my dear mentor once said:
“If you ever get into the Finals, don’t spend so much time on one question again. Go on to the next one if you got stuck.”
Apparently, I spent quite a lot of time on certain parts and couldn’t finish my paper during the Qualifying Round. Luckily for me, like most of you guys had known, I got into the Finals and eventually, got Silver. If only it was a weekday today, I would have gone to her office and listen to that ever familiar voice.
I decided to make a stop at my previous school en route home from my practical examination. As expected, I got stuck on the first question and couldn’t move on to the next. Honestly, I’ve got no idea what’s on my mind since I left the second question untouched. Note that first question accounts for 30% of the total score, whereas the second question accounts for that remaining 70%, and the worst part was that I couldn’t do the first question as well.
If only all was just a terrible nightmare, I want to wake up from it and never to fall asleep again. I had said this once, but I would say it for the second time.
Dear God, please take away my only hearing ear, just so that I’ll have a good reason for quitting school. Your dear old daughter had enough. I can’t stand the endless quarrels from home, the stress load from school, anything, everything. It’s annoying me with the more than frequent earache and ear drainages. I can take it no more.
All I want is just a really simple life, with some peaceful and quiet moments.