MId Year Test Odyssey

There are only few days left for me to recollect what I had gained from half of this term's lessons, certain degree of anxiety and nervousness begin to brew and dissipate around my class. It seems that original peace and tranquility of learning is suddenly broken by the upcoming ordeal. Personally, I have nothing against examinations, they indeed to some extent propel me to move faster and not to be left behind, and i hope I will give a desirable report card to my parents as the best welcoming present for them when they arrive in June...

My coordinates geometry and graph-drawing sections in maths still need further practice, I don not what to spend too much time on graph question in the exam so I had better improve my proficiency in using the "FLEXIBLE" curve ruler from now, or I will be in face of more obstructions in the actuall paper. The matrice paper served as a monition to me, reminding me that never be too complacent to pay the efforts to practice and to think that certain knowledgr is too simple to grasp;practice makes perfect. This principle is always applicable no matter how easy the questions may be. Neglecting the significance of practising always results in undesirable conseqiences.

Meanwhile, I need to continue my practicing in English comprehension and strive to get higher marks for my compositions; I kept my promise to Mr Foo by not failing my common test paper yet I cannot ensure the same for my Mid-year, after all, I need more endurance and patience as well as stamina to finish the full-length paper and increase my accuracy in expressions at the samt time. Being struck with strikingly red marks of Mr Ng again and again, I realise it is high time for me to pay more efforts in honing my writing skills, or the peril of failing will really be imminent.

Last Friday was Sports Day, both boys and girls in my class did very well job in my eyes, they tried their best and gained tributes for my class, showing the strong bonds and sense of unity between us, which is what I am extremely glad to see. Although some were not content with their performance, I stick to the priciple that it is the awareness of participating that counts. As far as we paid effots and put our hearts in it throughout the process, there is nothing to regret. I myself ran the 800-metre for girl and got 4th position among the participants from both sec3 and sec4. Mingled with both gladness and strong belief, I am sure I will get better resuls for 402 next year.

This Friday we will have our 91st Speech Day and Prize Giving Day in the school hall, the executive CEO from Breadtalk Int(one of the most famous bread shops in Singapore, I ate at it once last Wednesday, the extensive variety of bread will never fail to whet your appetite) will be our school's guest of honour. I have nevered experienced such grand ceremony before, I wish it would be a great success.

My parents' departure and arriving dates were settled, and here I had submitted my application form for a guest room in our hostel at 9th storey. Hopefully they will enjoy their stay here and I will definitely be their little guide, exaggerating and showing off my massive knowledge about Singapore to them as well as appealing them to contribute to Singapore's economy by purchursing the wonderful merchandises here=D

I have to revise my Bio now.I have never thought that plants could bear so many fetures in their structures, and those adaptations are so fascinating, I am loving Bio better and better.(just like in China, it remains to be my favourate science subject, especially when we begin to dissect...sorry for being brutal...hah hah)

Last but not least, I whole-heartedly wish that all my classmates will do well in the Mid Year examinations and enjoy their June vacation with flying colours.

CHEERS!!

Stay~~~

It is not time for departure yet, but the atmosphere of leaving has already begun to brew in the air...

In one month and a few days, the dormitory will be much less crowded, because after the formidable mid-year examination, which is a lot of people's "first time" since secondary school, herds of students will fly back to spend the precious holiday with their own parents, friends and relatives.

A lot of my friends are determined to go, I am an exception.

June holiday is a perfect period for reunion. Although at present we are only at the beginning of April, the haze of preparing for departure seems to become an inevitable fashion, you can perceive every taft of their enthusiasm hidden in their seemingly normal daily life. Herds of students flocked into the Internet in search of the latest information about airline travel agencies; air fare has become their most favourate topic while they sip hot milo in the most carefree manner; countdown to the departure date is performed as a ritual nearly every night, with their friends' faces appearing in their sweet dreams and sound sleep; agenda after going back to China has been elaborately tabulated and hung on the wall as a reminder; details of scenery in China and every aspect of lifestyle in our hometown are recalled......

Everything seems to challenge my determination to stay with the most irresistible temptation...

Yesterday, on the way to the Chemistry lab, Daniel told me that he would phone me as soon as he landed on China. At first, I was greatly moved by his tender consideration, at least, he knew that loneliness was beginning to crawl into my life since then. However, what he said next could show nothing but humorous malign," I will tell you all the wonderful things in China", followed by a menacing laugh which sent chill downwards my marrow. "I will decribe to you those yummy noodles, school campus, agreeable weather..."he continued, I showed him a feigned frow with my lips curving downwards, pretending to be filled with indignance, he surrendered and stopped without further ado.

Indeed, as soon as they gained the perception that I would stay, jokes like this kind began to wash over me. They guffawed terribly when Mr Lam(our fatherly, loveable principal) announced that those who stay here would have to "enjoy" English lessons and Mr Chia(a funny, corpulent,humorous maths teacher) would take those "wonderful kids" to do CIP(community involved programme). Of course, I am not in the slightest disappointed about their arrangements for my future life, after all, I can have more personal interaction with these affable teachers and it is a great chance for me to do what I cannot do during school time. Furthermore, I can venture Singapore more with my friends HERE if they are hospitable enough. And the most important point is that MY PARENTS ARE COMING, so it is actually a small-scale reunion abroad.

Although I use capital letters to show the fact, I am not as exuberant as I seem to be. It takes COURAGE to stay~~~when others are faraway, enjoying their companion with their friends who they have not seen for a whole year, to hear their voices, sit face to face picturing their bygone days spent together, sharing with each other their magnificent adventures after graduation, retrospecting those moving scenes when they stepped into the campus for the last time with tears uncontrollably swelling out of their eyes...

I never want to compare my life in June with theirs, for I know clearly that such comparison is futile...the contrast is too striking.

But I do not regret at my decision.

I know what is best for me to do. I know my expectation, as well as the expectations of my loved ones.
I can see the jubilation radiated from their eyes when they knew that I was to stay.
I can here their voices trembling when they promised to provide me as many help as they can.
I can feel the relief in their hearts when they knew at least there was SOMEBODY who regarded here as a second home.

I do not want to disappoint them by my obstinate departure which is against their wills...
I do not want to leave with a broken promise that I will stay...
I do not want to be overwhelmed by the flood of nostalgia for I know that I have already built the strongest dam in my heart...

So, I will stay, with ease and relief, to abide by my promise, to welcome my loved ones.
Perhaps when I finally come back, I will receive even bigger surprises...