Saturday, March 03, 2007
yesterday was the first time in my entire life that i experienced nauseating anxiety. the moment i stepped into vj hall, the fraction of a second feeling of familiarity disappeared as quickly as it came. there were gaggles of familiar faces. overly made up girl faces, victorian tshirts here and there, some botak boys and the rest with gellified hair, desperate to make full use of their last few i-have-gorgeous-hair moments, a few army uniforms and
the army of tutors lining either side of the hall.
my heart rate increased so drastically i could've fooled any pe teacher that i just finished my 2.4 run. i wanted to puke my guts out, realising that the moment of truth was only minutes away. vj did well as a cohort with 50% of the students getting 3 and 4As. there were virtually no failures in each subject.
i cant remember why i wanted to be in a smart jc where i could be surrounded by genius competition.
my tutor came by to where i was seated to comment on my tudung (?!) and convince me that i did fairly well. i couldve thrown a brick in his face for bringing my hopes up. thank GOD he wasnt bluffing! i made an aim before As and i reached my target. i waaay surpassed my expectations and it made me proud. all i felt was relief and JUSTICE. all that damn mugging actually paid off.
granted i will never subject myself to that kind of torment ever again.
all my friends did fantastic as well and we shared a good old parkway moment and im afraid i might have ruined my new and
expensive shoes in the mad rain. gr.
yayy nus im cominggg!!
-aysha