I'm driving all the way from CHS to Taylor's University College with a heavy heart. I know it. I sense it. I will never turn back time. It is not exam that bothers me, but the farewell that I'll be facing later. As I sat in my car, trying to concentrate on my accounting, my brain flies towards the future. Wondering what will I become 1 year later? I'm depressed in this very moment. I don't wish to be apart with my current class mate but I have to. 18 month is too short. I know I'm greedy but I want more.
I have to get out of my car as soon as possible to cure my depression and so I'll have extra few minutes to be with my friends. As I walk out from the car and towards the exams hall, people that I meet along the route, familiar things I passed by and the fresh morning air, everything seems different today. It looks more welcoming but yet sad. May be it's my own imagination.
After the accounting paper, everyone went to different places to study for their next paper after lunch break. I, as usual, went to Starbucks. I look up from my massive and ugly handwriting, stairs into the after-rain-sky. Having a cup of latte on my right and economics on my left in Starbucks will not be the best way to spend such a lovely afternoon. But it's a must as there's one more final paper to end my A Level. There's 3 middle age man sitting opposite me and they are having those dirty talk. They're discussing about the teenage girl they've fucked last weekend. As the fault word and dirty noise pollute the air, I felt like storming to them and slap them and ask them to respect as they are disgracing the female. I shall concentrate on my books than that dirty old man.
Hours later, I darken the last box on my MCQ answer sheet. My leg secretly dances the victory dance under the table; my heart had a big relief; my sweaty palm finally get to stop all the massive and hurry writing; my brain finally back to the normal spinning rate; my eyes finally get to rest with no more blue word dancing on my narrow line test pad. YES, A Level finally ends by darkening the 30th answer of economics. We do not have big grand graduation celebration like the ICUP-ians. According to Ms Grace, we should not celebrate it because A Level is just a minor start of our real life. We will still walk a long way to archive what our heart desire to. We will never put a full stop on our life till the very last moment. This is just the beginning of our life. Short but yet determined the possible future you might lead. I'm not sure if law really does suits me, but I'm sure it'll give me a good turn out. What will happen after this? Only god knows. How will we end up being? Only god knows.
Of all 4 stages of schools I've attended, the shortest is this 18 month in Taylor's University College. But yet I've meet a whole bunch of nice people and I've learn more than high school. This 18 months had given me a very good memory to tell my future kids *if I have any*. From aimlessly falling for the wrong guy to meeting more guys; from a headless chicken that run from block to block just to search for the class rooms to drawing map and showing way to the juniors. I'll miss my college life. How I wish A Level is a two year program; how I wish I could meet nice people during university *if I get into any*.
Now we'll be heading towards different path. If luck enough, I might be in the same university with either one of them. Ah.. I wish… like I'll get acceptance from any university.
Love,
Nichole@ Lai Yin
Pearlyn and I in the exams hall after our last paper.
4 comments:
A new name represents a new me. It also represents my past, my present, and my future. said...
This is indeed an interesting post. 1year and a half is long enough.
Well things must move on. We can't just stop the time there. It's ture that people come and go in our life all the time. Treasure the good ones while we can, and remember them well after that. Leave the sad thing behind. One's journey is long and he cannot bring what will affect his journey.
Just remember them always. That's how you'll honour the memories and the friendship with them. Remember them will be more than enough.
Remember their kindness, remember their good faith, and remember that you will greet them when you bump into any of them in the street in future.
You are very fortunate for you have a good heart. Too few good hearts in this world. You will treassure them. I'm sure of it!
Oh ya! It's just a temporary separation. After 3yrs, maybe you'll be able to see them whenever you want.
A new name represents a new me. It also represents my past, my present, and my future. said...
I can't believe you still go back to CHS. I want to but I can't. I can't return back to the past, for my days are in future.
It's been quite some time since my last visit. Perhaps ever since I've moved on to HELP.
I really want to sit at the place I used to sit in my Form5 class, even for 1minute. Just 1minute, at the same place. And this will do.
Can I still go back to CHS? Or it's too late to go back?
I don't know...
it wont be too late if u wanted to.
just go there and take a look at the familiar places with the unfamiliar faces.... i'm sure all the good lod days will come back to u...
very excited ar? hehehe ..me too .. but now getting damn boring .. dont worry u sure can get into uni wan .. hehe .. know what ? i might be going help or lincoln .. i've done reseach to few colleges .. help .. kdu .. linconlns ..stamford n taylors i think this two is the best .. hehe .. will u missy missy me ar ? i will missy missy my lai lai like maddie .. hehe .. btw .. why u tag me ?!!! naughty ! love ya .
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