After months of anticipation and weeks of preparation, it all came down to... TODAY.
Taking "appropriate dressing" into consideration, I wore a white collar top, jeans (what's new?) and black sneakers. But I was worried they would not allow jeans, so I brought a pair of black formal pants too (black patch on the right in the picture).
Turns out, they didn't really care.
My packing list also includes a dictionary (super heavy!), my notes (that blue notebook), entry proof, white jacket, pencil case (black rectangular thing) and hotdog bun from Four Leaves.
I got lost pretty early out of the Bartley Circle Line station. But thankfully I googled their uniform days ago (milky top with blue collars) and found a girl to follow.
Not those creepy kind of tagging behind, but keeping about 100m distance.
|从操场通往学校的走到 Linkway from school side gate into school|
That girl kept looking back at me, when I "followed her" into the school entrance, across the school field, past their classroom blocks and to the canteen, where I found a bunch of kids.
So I asked them where the exam would take place and all that.
A girl in the group answered me, but there was a childish guy among them who said pretty loudly in my face, Eee, I don't want to take exam with them. Aka me.
For this one day of close to 6 hours, I was the bad kid.
I almost felt so insulted and wanted to say, you know what? I'm from a better school than you, and my results are pretty good, I'm a Diploma holder, so shut up and study for your exam instead of talking about the kissing SFX in Yan Ya Lun's MV.
That made me realise that deep down, I do feel proud of who I am, in both good and bad ways. Perhaps back in school, I've been the one looking down at these kind of students. Maybe the way I feel hurt today, was how I made them felt all these years.
For that bit of childishness and arrogance, I sincerely apologise. This was a great in-their-shoes lesson for me and it mattered.
As of the exam, I became really really nervous. Those were the longest and hardest 4 hours of my life.
I found another girl who was not in school uniform (thank goodness!!!) so we sort of stuck together. I learnt that she was taking Malay as a third language. That's so brave, because I can't imagine having to face an exam paper in an entire foreign language.
Actually I did, for Korean for 2 semesters. But those were really scary too.
Anyway, turns out her name is Grace, and another of her friend was around, to take the same paper too.
Apparently I was the only private candidate taking that exam, and them, the only two taking Malay.
I was so glad when it was all over, and took the same route back to take MRT...
Turns out, they locked the gate. So I had to walk all the way back across the field, and then walk to their front gate, and then walk up a long route to the main road, and then down right to the bus stop.
Not sure why they decided to build schools this way, to be honest.
Anyway, I was really happy it's all over! Thank you Daniel, Angeline and Cherie for the well-wishes!
Okay enough of the scenery photos. How about some awesome Pizza Hut photos!!??
Decided to reward myself to a good meal at Pizza Hut, only to find out that they have removed my favourite dish from the menu. They replaced my favourite crispy chicken with chicken steak, whatever that is.
And I think... they downsized their coffee.
On a side note, PastaMania downsized their coffee portion LIKE MAD.
Anyway, as a pleasant surprise, Pizza Hut was having my favourite veggie chicken soup as SOTD. ((:
And also, they downgraded my Ice Lemon Tea sugar holder, to this plastic holder. So environmentally-unfriendly a change.
Came home, had a good sleep. That's about all there is today! (: