The question i hate the most: "HOW MANY As DID YOU GET FOR UPSR?"
It's a question i cannot escape because whether or not the person asking is a friend, a relative or someone who is simply curious, I CANNOT SLAP. so i shall slap mentally.
BASICALLY, we got our results today. the day started off fineee with classmates asking each other "ARE YOU SCARED? ARE YOU NERVOUS? HOW MANY As YOU THINK YOU'RE GONNA GET?". ugh. honestly, i wasn't scared nor nervous. i knew i'd get 4 since i fail at BM (i'm stupid and sad that way). anyway, so we were all laughing like mad in class, having fun y'know. i was taking random pictures (which i will try to upload on FB if i know how to. LOL.) and watching SOME people playing around with marker pens and trying to get some ink on each others' faces.
then we had to go down to the hall. i was still calm like nothing was happening. then we sat down and THEN i started panicking a little. we (the people sitting at the back) were screaming "BREATHE! REMEMBER TO BREATHE OKAY?!" at each other. then the teachers came in all cool and awesome then we cheered and applauded of course, we're fans of our teachers. :) then they started giving the slips (with the results) to us. omfg. the people in front of me (including a certain idiot whom i wish i never met. i shall call him Ibrahim because he is. i mean, how can i not hate him? he's violent, annoying and he started dancing in the hall after getting his results) all got 5As, which is exactly what you get for being in the first class. i love my class and all but... meh. they all got straight As so i thought "omg did I?" and i guess that made my hopes increase a little. i wanted to kick myself really hard on the head.
so my turn came, the look on Puan Tan's face was like she was worried yet wanted to say "Congratulations!" so i knew what to expect and started to become a bit teary-eyed. i looked at the damn piece of paper and immediately walked out the door, mnaking my way through the crowd of what i could call nervous parents. i wasn't sure what to do after that. i just stared at the paper by myself, in shock. more tears were forming in my eyes so i ran to the payphone and called my parents to pick me up and at the same time, making sure my voice didn't crack or anything. at the payphone, i met Naqiyuddin and he asked how many As i got so i put up four fingers. i quickly dialled the number and more tears started to form. Naqi was like "Aww don't do that! you're making me feel like crying also." and i'm like wth nooooo! i don't wanna make anyone cry because i'm crying!
by the way, it's not like i was jealous or anything. i don't know, maybe it was just too much to take in at once? i mean, i KNEW i was gonna get this but you know, there's always that slight disappointment right? anyway, i told my parents to pick me up and hung up after that. i walked towards the front gate, already crying. then i stood at the gate. my mouth was soooo dry so i was gonna drink some water THEN i remembered that i left my bag outside the hall. i looked towards that direction and i thought "omg. i have to go back there." =.= there were soo many people there including people celebrating, telling their parents what awesome results they got. then i thought "wtf am i the only person crying?" D: then Natassya saw me and was like "how many As you got?!" and i said four. and she was like trying to comfort me la i think. XD then i saw Puan Tan with a sad look on her face. well, my face was already dripping wet with my tears flowing out without my permission.
she hugged me and said "it's okay. don't cry! you can definitely do better in the future!" and yeah, she was either about to cry or was already crying. see? more people crying cos of me. then i quickly grabbed my bag and went back to the gate. more of my friends saw so Natassya, Atshaya, Kahrthik, Amanda and Vishal were there with me, trying to cheer me up. fail once again, i was literally drowning in tears, or so it felt that way. i was like gasping for air. it was torturous. my whole body felt numb and i was dizzy. the world wasn't stable! so eventually, they convinced me to go back to the hall and there, Puan Hamidah started trying to calm me down as well. then everyone had to go take picture. Puan Hamidah sat me down on a chair and told me not to go anywhere. where else could i go anyways?! so everyone went on stage and took picture. well, not everyone, just the straight A people and std 6 teachers. after that, Puan Koh came to calm me down. meh. thennnnn mom came from i dunno where and took me back to the car. DAMMIT. it would be the last time i would see some of my schoolmates and i didn't even give a proper goodbye. =.=
even when we got home, i was still crying as hard as before. i think i cried for what felt like an hour though it was probably slightly more than half an hour only. but a person can cry a lot within those 30 minutes. so i was crying and crying and crying. so annoying right? they tell me to stop but i didn't stop. i'm such a wimp. i was actually staring at the Cadbury chocolates for a while. LOL so i took it and ate. it actually managed to calm me down a little bit. i wasn't crying as much. then my dad cooked maggie mee for meh. BUAHAHA. i was content after eating it. heh. give me food and i will stop.
thennnnn my parents dragged me out to Italiannies at the Gardens for lunch (after changing of course), or should i say, their lunch since i already ate. so i just sat there, half dead, watching them eat. i was so sleeeeeeepy. after that, went to pick up mah bro from school. i was already asleep by then so i dunno la. reached home, i quickly ran upstairs and R.I.P.-ed. XD i think i slept for about 4 hours. :/ i was still super sleepy after i woke up but i decided to keep myself awake. i ended up crying a bit again because i felt like a nuiscance to them. they get straight As so they should be happy! in the end they try cheering me up. what kind of friends do i have huh? T_T gah i love them. to think tomorrow will be the last day i'll be seeing them unless we have a gathering. D: no one coming to SMKSH. i'm alone in the world. no more annoying people singing Simple Plan songs or Dua Puluh Satu Pistol. LOL. 2009 = best school year evah. i love Milo and Coke even more after all this. and fyi, i've never laughed this much in school before, i've never had this many friends in school before so basically, i've never had this much fun in school before. Year 6 2009 is no doubt the best of the best.
so after all my whining and complaining about myself TO myself, here i am. bleh. i'm such a looooooser.
wooo i typed so much. =.= i have to go to school tomorrow. CERTIFICATE. HAHA. i'm so happy. it'll say SETIAUSAHA PENGAWAS. :) i worked hard for all these months juuuussst for that certificate okay. it's precious (i know the other pengawas will get one too okay but whaaaaaateeeeevah). if anyone mocks me for crying, i dunno what i'll do. my pride has gone down to zero. ugh. i will brace myself for the worst situation anyway. like i said up there, the question i hate the most will be asked non stop by every person i see. aslkhfkds im gonna die.
