When I was in camp for 2+ months, part of it was spent thinking about SPM, especially nearing the end of February. It was either on the subject on when, or why( We contemplated this, and came up with a conclusion that we could very well just start college without having to go through the dreadful day), and even where because the last thing we wanted as drafted individuals were to get our results in camp.
We left camp, found out that 23rd was the special date, and EVERYONE i know, whether through words from their mouth or mass media, cursed their way each day, as if it would slow down time a bit for every f-bombs that fall.
But eventually, the day came.
And I thought it would be a super spectacular moment to see all my friends again, changed after a 3 month hiatus. But, nothing like that happened at all. Which in some ways, good. The familiarity of their presence is still alive.
I tried to be calm and composed for awhile, but as soon as we sat in the hall, that all went away.
Like some of my other friends, I got called on stage, and I was so grateful to have gotten unexpected results, which I have to thank my family, friends, and teachers especially for guiding me through my learning process.
But, I was as happy, if not more, to know that some of my closest friends, from Form 1, got excellent results too. Because you just can't help to be happy for them. After all, all of us have been on this same ride for such a long time, a good outcome becomes greater with them in it.
-But, like many have said, SPM, whether you score 20 A's or less than what you hoped for, it's really not the end of the world. Sure, life would probably come easier with an OK results, but i know my friends who didn't rock SPM results as much as they would've like to, even though they've worked their butts off for it, would ace college, that I'm sure.
But word of caution: 'erm, siapa yang cakap malaysian education tak bagus sangat, tapi memang tak belajar the whole SPM year, asyik main, and ended up getting bad results, you know who to blame. and college won't come easier to you if that attitude still remains.'
Just saying.
Moving on. Where was I? Oh,right. After a short interview by the school's magazine with all of my friends, went home and had a celebratory lunch-Chicken Rice :) At night, met up with some of the buds, went to KLCC, and had dinner in Madam Kwan's.
Had a piece of cake at Dome's right after that, and spent the whole night chit chatting, and just catching up with each other.Bliss
At 11, took a train ride to Sri Rampai, laughed our way to Wangsa Walk-technically, Karin and Nicole did, Ghavi and me,well, we just enjoyed watching their craziness. Played pool, and after a while, left for home.
The next day, I baked myself a carrot cake.
I could do this often.
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