Days before this Tuesday, stress and nervousness are piling up in me. I couldn't get rid of the anxiety, no matter how much I've tried. Pimples are growing, like how they grew when I was facing this national examination. Can you imagine how much I'm stressed up? I was praying over and over again, hoping to pass the exam with flying colours, scoring straight A's and getting scholarship, at the same time making my family members, my teachers and my friends proud of me. But I was frantic with worry, that examination was a total reversal, questions were totally different, not like how they were in the past. Just who wouldn't worry about that?
10:15 a.m, I walked into the hall with heavy footsteps, that familiar ground for which I've sat there every morning in these 5 years. My heart settled down when I was reunited with my friends. They were handling out presents and souvenirs, and of course, selfies everywhere. But yet, I couldn't feel as happy as always, the uneasiness was still lingering. That one hour of waiting felt like hell, I couldn't help but getting nervous.
Speeches were over, and the most nerve wracking moment was finally here. Shit, they were announcing from the 5A's to the top, I was waiting and praying at the same time. When they finished announcing names for the 9A's, I burst into tears. My mind went blank, I thought that I couldn't even get 5A's, for real. I was shaking from fear, crying in my mum's embrace. My friends were congratulating me, telling me that I got straight A's, but my brain just couldn't process their words. Then, they announced the last person, the top student with 8A+ and 1A-, and that name was mine. Walking up the stage, my homeroom teacher, Miss Wong, was smiling and congratulating me. That moment, everything was happening so fast, I walked up the stage, took my slip, said thank you, and came down. I saw my mum and my dad standing at the front, smiling. Everyone was congratulating me, but it felt so unreal.
The ceremony ended and all of us were required to get our school leaving certificate and school magazine. Queuing up by the study corner, my classmates were congratulating me once again. I got my certificates and letters informing me to attend two events for prizes. We had our time hugging and thanking our beloved teachers, not forgetting to take photos. I managed to grab the chance to call my sister who was working at that time. She had not much expression when I told her that I scored straight A's, but when I said that I was the top student, she shoot a "kanasai" through the phone, and it was funny. For a little celebration, my dad bought us lunch at Setapak. It was just like any other lunch, not expensive, not classy, but it doesn't matter. For me, it's the best lunch in the whole world.
We harvest what we plant, whether it's good or bad. Congratulations to everyone out there, no matter how many A's you've got, you did your very best. SPM is not everything, it's just another stage in our school lives. All it do is just opening up our path, but how our future is, it depends on our own efforts.
Everything is over now. High school, national examination, they are now considered as our past. But the thunderstorm isn't over yet, there's still another exam awaiting me, and that is my driving exam on the next day. Wish me luck! I will definitely do my very best and prove him wrong. =)
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