Wednesday, November 22
they finally got their results back. congrats! (all of you got better than me. *sniff* it really is "green come out from blue" ahh... [chinese idiom, direct translation])
hpefully they'll get into tkgs.
i still remember when i got my results on that day. the principal was like giving us a talk and we were like, when will we folking get our results back? then the Mr.Hobday was telling us very slowly who the top scorer is. than the rest of the school thought: it's either Rahman or Cheng Hang.
in the end, it was Mushfiqur Rahman whose name was up among the top psle scorers.
than after that, we all walked in a single file to our class then Zi Wen is infront of me so when we climbed the stairs, my head is leveled with hisbutt ! how embarassing! then we walked into our class and our dear Mr.Zul gave us a loooong talk on sec sch life and blah blah blah. then finally, he called my name (and i have to have 'a' as an initial!).
*music*
all eyes were on me as walked towards the desk. every step i took brought me closer to knowing the dreaded numbers. my heart was palpitating non-stop... the whole classroom was as quiet as .... something quiet. "amanda," the word from Mr.Zul broke the dreaded silence. he stretched out his hands, with the oh-so-hated results. my hands shook as they reached forward. two cm, one cm. I touched it. oo, the moment i touched it shivers ran down my (very much broken) spine. i didn't dare look at it. look at it, my mind told me. LOOOK AT IT!!!! it screamed. i had no choice but to obey my master. i lifted one eyelid, i lifted the other. i scanned down theshit sheet of paper. i couldnt process what i saw. then i saw it. 2.4.2. YEAHH!!! I GOT TWO FOUR TWO! i screamed in my head. then, the worst happened. the numbers jumped out at me. the became bigger, and bigger, and BIGGER! then, they began attacking me. luckily, i used my karate chop and chopped them away. then it began attacking Cheng Hang! that poor Cheng Hang was devoured within seconds. *i mourn for him* the numbers became bigger! they attacked Milton next. poor Milton, despite his efforts to fight back, he was gobbled in a twinkling of an eye. oh that cruel sight. all the girls in my class could not bear to see and the guys are running for their lives. i am determined to do something about it. i am the only one who coudl save them. yes. i changed into my battle suit, that SHINIGAMI costume i saw recently at Cineleisure*hinting*. the number-monster saw me and charged at me, dumping the feeding on poor Siqi. i flashed my SHINGAMI sword at them. "WAN JIE!!" i shouted. the sword changed to something very BIIIG. with one slash, the numbers were immediately wiped out. yes, i am the hero, the person who saved my class from my PSLE results. they made a golden statue of me and put it outside the school yard. and we had a proper burial for Cheng Hang and Milton and Siqi. the gahment decided to remove PSLE and all other examinations after the case of the human-eating-number. the world was a better place.
and that was the story of "When PSLE results attack".
*ahem*
wrong info.
then siqi , who was sitting beside me, asked how much i got and i told him. the word got into my mother's ear with the help of my very gossipy friends.
haha
loooong post today, woman
hpefully they'll get into tkgs.
i still remember when i got my results on that day. the principal was like giving us a talk and we were like, when will we folking get our results back? then the Mr.Hobday was telling us very slowly who the top scorer is. than the rest of the school thought: it's either Rahman or Cheng Hang.
in the end, it was Mushfiqur Rahman whose name was up among the top psle scorers.
than after that, we all walked in a single file to our class then Zi Wen is infront of me so when we climbed the stairs, my head is leveled with his
*music*
all eyes were on me as walked towards the desk. every step i took brought me closer to knowing the dreaded numbers. my heart was palpitating non-stop... the whole classroom was as quiet as .... something quiet. "amanda," the word from Mr.Zul broke the dreaded silence. he stretched out his hands, with the oh-so-hated results. my hands shook as they reached forward. two cm, one cm. I touched it. oo, the moment i touched it shivers ran down my (very much broken) spine. i didn't dare look at it. look at it, my mind told me. LOOOK AT IT!!!! it screamed. i had no choice but to obey my master. i lifted one eyelid, i lifted the other. i scanned down the
and that was the story of "When PSLE results attack".
*ahem*
wrong info.
then siqi , who was sitting beside me, asked how much i got and i told him. the word got into my mother's ear with the help of my very gossipy friends.
haha
loooong post today, woman
rainy days never stay, 9:31 pm.
