2:47.
I was amazed how short it took. this was the time the new principal, Mrs _____, handed over the time to our form teachers to give out the results slips.
it was a tired day in school as i had to tie up all the loose ends before the term ends. Met nua and made our way to SAJC. the hectic day had left me with an empty stomach. I was so so so so looking forward to the muslim food in SA but had to in the end settle with fishball noodles since eevrything else was sold out. it was sad. probably the last time i would dine there and i cant savour the delectable flavour of muslim food in SA. well since i had an EMPTY stomach (literally), i wolfed down the bowl of noodles in matter of seconds. it was also cos it was already 220 when i started eating. mr perky-butt-chay was even pushing all of us to go up to the hall already.
it was de javu when we were making our way up to the hall. 3 months ago we were doing the same thing, in our uniform of course, to fight the evil As. Now we have all come back again to see if we conquered it. haha. i wasnt feeling queasy at all until i stepped into the hall. The air con had made the air more than cold, it was stale, stinking of worries and anxiousness. as i sat down with my class, beside daniel, i took a quick scan around me for familiar faces. no doubt most were familiar, some looked obviously different in terms of appearance, either through NS or sheer vanity.
the next thing i knew, the new principal started talking abt this year's result. subjects that have shown improvement were mentioned and the BCME combi students were totally disappointed because none of the subjects we took were mentioned. next up, it was time to congratulate the scholars. nothing new, same old people. i must say by this time i was feeling a little uneasy as the time drew near. i was trying to act calm and calm those around me but found it hard for my hair not to stand. i started to divert my attention away by looking around for MORE familiar faces and talking to Daniel, who was sitting beside me. I saw chuan yang. i guess my plan didnt work. it wasnt long before the sickly feeling came back.
i tried to hear what the principal had to say but apparently the mind wasnt listening. the ony thing i heard: 'Now, for the moment you've all been waiting for. Your CTs will now hand you your results slip'. My heart skipped a beat. Few started to move towards the front. much as i wanted to take my results, i restrained myself a little cos minqi and eunice were glued to the floor and i felt like a fool standing up among those seated. after a while, most had gotten up and ive decided to go forward for it. As the girls in front of me queued up for their turns, i felt this unusual sense of calmness. it was as though all the uneasy feeling i had were being tied up, and pulled back.
Alana was in right in front of me when we queued up. Her jaw dropped when she saw her results. I peeked over and saw a straight row of 4As. She looked like a horrified character from a comic book when she walked away.
I wish i had half of those good little things, I thought. When it was my turn i enthusiastically said 'Hi' to my CT. It was sincerely reciprocated with a warm smile from her face. In my 2 years there she has always been this sweet. She asked me to sign the acknowledgement and picked my testimonial and SGC page 3 from a pile of papers. Then,
THE MOMENT CAME. Her hands reached for the pile of results slips that were flimsy and insignificant looking, but ironically the point of this whole meeting. Suddenly, i think the holy spirit was telling me that its ok, God has it all planned out for you. My eyes darted towards the pile and i saw pearl's slip. Mine was right behind hers. As my CT passed me my results slip, i was contemplating whether to view it on the spot or to hide at some dark corner and read it. Instantaneously, however, i flipped the result slips over and my grades were staring STRAIGHT at me. No choice made, at all.
WHAT?
omg...
i think there's a mistake. *looks up to the name... checked, IC number....checked, grades...checked, grades....checked, grades....checked, grades.....CHECKED!
this has got to be the craziest thing in my life.
9:51 PM
blessed.
