2010.
by wenn on Friday, December 31, 2010
Well. 311210.
The last day of twenty-ten.
This time last year, I was actually really looking forward to the beginning of the new school term. A big part of it was because most of my good friends were in the same class, the other part was to prove to my parent that I didn't make a wrong choice, by choosing science stream. I tried to conquer the primary subjects, and at first, I think I did great. I got marks that I've never dreamt of getting. But that didn't last long. The following examination was a disaster. Maybe I got too proud that I forgot to try harder. Then, It was Mid-term. This time I really did try. I've never worked so hard, not even for UEC and PMR. Staying up for 9 days straight, imagine that. The only support was the result I might get for my effort. But I guess I ran out of luck. The result was even disastrous than the last time. The followings were all of the exciting part of roller-coaster.
Then something came up, the 7th August performance. I had a choice to give up the chance. I tried convincing myself that I couldn't possibly be able to find a pivot point between my curriculum and the performance, especially when my result was falling down a steep slope. But I just couldn't resist trying out the new instrument, and ended up burning my candle at both ends. Well, the performance turned out nicely. But the standardized test that came after didn't. Then the preparations for the 全国华乐合奏大赛 in December. It was after I almost finished the two scores that they told me I wasn't participating. Try being in my shoes that exact moment.
Okay, enough of the bad things. 2010 wasn't all that bad. Actually, it was kinda great. I tried out lots of new stuffs, experienced loads of first-times. I was kinda relieved that I didn't give up 7 Aug. If not, I won't be able to learn the new instrument, practise till midnight, ensemble for 8 hours straight, laugh while being scolded, sit at the corridor of the hostel while everyone else was sleeping, eat instant noodle at midnight, sneak up to the mixer's station, make fun of each other's make-up, perform in public, and lastly, strengthen the bond between. And as for the competition, if I did participate, I won't be able to read my books, practise the songs I want, have outings, finally master bawu and taodi. And 4S Zhong. Anim8or project, sport day, our very own kopitiam, anything and everything. What can I say? The right time, the right place, the perfect classmates, all of 'em. 5S Ren? Maybe.
So, I guess I didn't make the wrong choice after all.
As for senior 3. I guess there's still time.
The last day of twenty-ten.
This time last year, I was actually really looking forward to the beginning of the new school term. A big part of it was because most of my good friends were in the same class, the other part was to prove to my parent that I didn't make a wrong choice, by choosing science stream. I tried to conquer the primary subjects, and at first, I think I did great. I got marks that I've never dreamt of getting. But that didn't last long. The following examination was a disaster. Maybe I got too proud that I forgot to try harder. Then, It was Mid-term. This time I really did try. I've never worked so hard, not even for UEC and PMR. Staying up for 9 days straight, imagine that. The only support was the result I might get for my effort. But I guess I ran out of luck. The result was even disastrous than the last time. The followings were all of the exciting part of roller-coaster.
Then something came up, the 7th August performance. I had a choice to give up the chance. I tried convincing myself that I couldn't possibly be able to find a pivot point between my curriculum and the performance, especially when my result was falling down a steep slope. But I just couldn't resist trying out the new instrument, and ended up burning my candle at both ends. Well, the performance turned out nicely. But the standardized test that came after didn't. Then the preparations for the 全国华乐合奏大赛 in December. It was after I almost finished the two scores that they told me I wasn't participating. Try being in my shoes that exact moment.
Okay, enough of the bad things. 2010 wasn't all that bad. Actually, it was kinda great. I tried out lots of new stuffs, experienced loads of first-times. I was kinda relieved that I didn't give up 7 Aug. If not, I won't be able to learn the new instrument, practise till midnight, ensemble for 8 hours straight, laugh while being scolded, sit at the corridor of the hostel while everyone else was sleeping, eat instant noodle at midnight, sneak up to the mixer's station, make fun of each other's make-up, perform in public, and lastly, strengthen the bond between. And as for the competition, if I did participate, I won't be able to read my books, practise the songs I want, have outings, finally master bawu and taodi. And 4S Zhong. Anim8or project, sport day, our very own kopitiam, anything and everything. What can I say? The right time, the right place, the perfect classmates, all of 'em. 5S Ren? Maybe.
So, I guess I didn't make the wrong choice after all.
As for senior 3. I guess there's still time.
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