Saturday, June 21, 2008
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ohkay... so, then it ends. 4 years of secondary school ended. I remembered the fights that took place in class in Sec 1 and 2. I remembered the times I argued with my gfs. I remembered the times I spent endless hours in school, mugging. I remembered my teachers saying 'sorry, I didn't notice you. You're too quiet lah!.' I remembered the trainings I had that almost killed me. I remembered drilling and lecturing my juniors. I remembered the black and white I used to put on for every parade. I remembered the times when my class made most teachers cried. I remembered the immense amount of scolding we all got. I remembered all those random spot checks and pep talk about *ehem* bras. I remembered USSR and assembly periods. I remembered going for camps and of course, OBS!!!! love. haha! Okay, so you get it. I remembered everything about secondary school. And I still do.
I worked after O'levels. And working itself was a pure bliss because it was fun with all the kakak-kakak... Fun bunch. I was really upset when I had to leave but well, I left my mark there. Hahaha!
Oh oh! Hold up. Before all that 'i-had-to-leave' thingie, there was the I got my results thingie.
Yeah. If I'm not mistaken, my supervisor gave all the O level students a day off for that day. Haha! Or did he? I don't know. That I can't remember. What I do remember was that quickening feeling in my heart that doesn't say anything. I knew I was a nervous wreck. I almost fainted when my principal presented the annual education report. It was okay actually, but I still felt like hyperventilating. So, then came the judgement. I sat in front of Mr. Ravin (note: This has to be my favourite teacher of all time!). Mdm. Rabia was beside him. He saw me and went.
'Hi, Hassimah!' (smiling oh so widely)
Me: 'Hi!' (smiling oh so nervously)
He asked me to sign that release from thing and as I did, he took my results slip for Mdm Rabia. He glanced through it and looked at me. He asked me how I thought I did and all I managed to squeak out was I don't know. He counted my L1R4 grades for me, I looked at the sacred slip and when I saw a E8, I almost broke down. Then he said 'you got 13 points.'
I looked up and said, 'huh? 13?' when he nodded and said 'yes, 13.' I looked down and looked at the rest of my grades. Hahaha! I counted them myself and found that I really did score!!! So then I smiled at him and went on and on thanking him...
Well, I did yelp of course. Haha! But my heart was filled with pity for my friends who didn't make it. But all I could offer was a shoulder and a listening ear. Up till now, that's all I could manage actually.
I actually called my mum to tell her about my results. Though I think it's dumb seeing that I just stay across the road. Haha! but yeah. I went home after that.
Then, I made my choices for poly courses. A few were selected out of randomness like 'law and management' and 'interior design' heh.. I knew I wouldn't get those because they are the bottom few choices and I was confident I would get into the first few courses. Hehh!
So posting results came. I called MOE at 7 or 8 sth-ish in the morning to find out and got news that I'm accepted at RP. I wasn't excited because SP ignored me. HUMPH! But I decided it was at least something. At least I'm accepted somewhere so what the heck?
A few weeks (i think) after that I went to the matrculation. Right after work so I looked pretty rough. Heh... I paid the fees. Took my 61884 picture. Got the laptop and went home to sleep. Hhaha! Quit work the following week and went for some random and dumb computing course. Went for the orientation the next day and got oriented with the class.
I was walking alone right up to the shelter on that orientation day. To go home lah... then I saw mickey and a used to be dear friend. They were with a bunch of other people but I ignored that fact and went up to them. AND AND AND,
Then I got to know Safiyah, Marissa, Izzati and (then) Johnson. HAAAA!! we went for lunch at causeway after that and I started talking with them. That was when me and saf found out that we might have met beforehand during our SJAB days. HAHAA! and yeah, actually we did come across each other. Just didn't say anything. So days went by as a first year. I joined Film IG (FIG) and got to know dyl, ghaz and my bestieeee Raaaain. Went for a summer camp in June and bonded with the rest of the seniors and members. There, I did my first production with adam, gaga, dhanu and nora. 'I1U212C' hehe.. yeap.. after that camp, me and the girls turned the very active members. And that was why we are the only ones who always got the honoured job of event covering. hmphh!
A few weeks after the camp, me and the girls (with a new girl in the picture: NAZIEEERAAHH) did pudarlayu. HAAAHAA! okay. cute, priceless production really. Those nights spent at mcd discussing the storyline and board. Those nights spent shooting at Izzatee's place. The travelling to east coast and dinner under the trees. and SHIMMY!! And the best part was that, we never did finish editing that video. Hehe...
After that was poly forum which brought me, zatee, rain, nora, irfan and nats closer to each other and david cheng. That was disastrous event cover. Our welfare as the filming crew was basically ignored. They didn't settle our food okay? There were a lot of times where we had to cover them on an empty stomach. macam mangkuk seh. chet! I lost count on the number of nights we all spent in school editing the video and all.
Esplanade's vid came soon after that. DAWN'S WISH. Bittersweet production. Hehe! you know, I know can already lah... but yeah... All I will say for this is that, I'm really proud of this production. A lot of sacrifice went into this and I mean sacrifice. Look through my archives for my entry on this.
Year 2 came. I met new people. FIG was still very active. We had a lot of events but all rejected. I got roped in into the planning and management comm so there was never enough time to make another short film. But eventually did on the summer camp. 'Serah diri' woooo.... aha! this short film went quite far I must say. Thanks Ghaz! Nothing much really happened in my second year. Everything was mundane really. hm.
I don't know if this is really true but at RP is where I grew up. Here is where I learn that the world can be really nasty and some people can really be two-faced. And I learnt that not every person who seems nice, is nice. Maturing took place here really. I mean it.
Now, year 3. A lot has happened within 9 weeks of school. And I mean a lot. It's very stressful and tiring and I have to keep on motivating myself everyday that I'm one day closer to completing FYP. 1 day closer to grad-ing and I've to make full use of it.
I remember those times I spent at LJS with the girls after school. Gossiping and laughing.
I remember sitting at the compound at w3 eating instant noodles, working and talking all at once.
I remember those trips I took to banquet with Rain to get food for all of us because we were just so tired of the instant noodles.
I remember the w3 compound where we talked, bitched, worked, cried, slept, prayed, watched movies.
I remember those more free times I had when I could go out with my friends after class.
I remember the camps, the planning, the filming. I remember the fights and arguments that took place. I remember the jokes and the laughters around the class. I remember marathoning through the basement of causeway point to go to cold storage just to get a few bottles of pepsi. I remember those random camwhoring moments with saf and di. I remember the times the gfs and me spent at the piano at the library. I remember the breakfasts I had with the girls, classmates and all.
I also remember my classmates. Saheen, Akhbar, Chee Chin, Bro Leong, Edward from sem 1.
Di, 3sh, Nab, Phat, Pras, Johnny, Sarafeen from sem 2
Amalina, Sherilyn, Rosey, Haruna, Fairuz, Imah, Ven, Nick, Shanie, Hafizah, Daniel, Shamini, Shamala, Syafiee, Alex from Yr 2, sem 1
Di, Kenneth, Paul, Faisal, Estella, Jelisa, Myat, Arc, Nisha, Shikin, NZ, Alex, Zhi Ping from Yr 2, sem 2
random friends like Atiqah, Aisyah, Yati, Susu, Marie, Shakz, Shuhui, Edwin, Prada.
Now?
sorry. I've 3 classes now. Too much if I were to mention all of them.
And now, I'm going to miss all this. About 1 and a half semester to go. After that, I'm gone.
and finally, Pure Nostalgia Baby Love is done.
But I won't be. I'll still be here.
ohkay... so, then it ends. 4 years of secondary school ended. I remembered the fights that took place in class in Sec 1 and 2. I remembered the times I argued with my gfs. I remembered the times I spent endless hours in school, mugging. I remembered my teachers saying 'sorry, I didn't notice you. You're too quiet lah!.' I remembered the trainings I had that almost killed me. I remembered drilling and lecturing my juniors. I remembered the black and white I used to put on for every parade. I remembered the times when my class made most teachers cried. I remembered the immense amount of scolding we all got. I remembered all those random spot checks and pep talk about *ehem* bras. I remembered USSR and assembly periods. I remembered going for camps and of course, OBS!!!! love. haha! Okay, so you get it. I remembered everything about secondary school. And I still do.
I worked after O'levels. And working itself was a pure bliss because it was fun with all the kakak-kakak... Fun bunch. I was really upset when I had to leave but well, I left my mark there. Hahaha!
Oh oh! Hold up. Before all that 'i-had-to-leave' thingie, there was the I got my results thingie.
Yeah. If I'm not mistaken, my supervisor gave all the O level students a day off for that day. Haha! Or did he? I don't know. That I can't remember. What I do remember was that quickening feeling in my heart that doesn't say anything. I knew I was a nervous wreck. I almost fainted when my principal presented the annual education report. It was okay actually, but I still felt like hyperventilating. So, then came the judgement. I sat in front of Mr. Ravin (note: This has to be my favourite teacher of all time!). Mdm. Rabia was beside him. He saw me and went.
'Hi, Hassimah!' (smiling oh so widely)
Me: 'Hi!' (smiling oh so nervously)
He asked me to sign that release from thing and as I did, he took my results slip for Mdm Rabia. He glanced through it and looked at me. He asked me how I thought I did and all I managed to squeak out was I don't know. He counted my L1R4 grades for me, I looked at the sacred slip and when I saw a E8, I almost broke down. Then he said 'you got 13 points.'
I looked up and said, 'huh? 13?' when he nodded and said 'yes, 13.' I looked down and looked at the rest of my grades. Hahaha! I counted them myself and found that I really did score!!! So then I smiled at him and went on and on thanking him...
Well, I did yelp of course. Haha! But my heart was filled with pity for my friends who didn't make it. But all I could offer was a shoulder and a listening ear. Up till now, that's all I could manage actually.
I actually called my mum to tell her about my results. Though I think it's dumb seeing that I just stay across the road. Haha! but yeah. I went home after that.
Then, I made my choices for poly courses. A few were selected out of randomness like 'law and management' and 'interior design' heh.. I knew I wouldn't get those because they are the bottom few choices and I was confident I would get into the first few courses. Hehh!
So posting results came. I called MOE at 7 or 8 sth-ish in the morning to find out and got news that I'm accepted at RP. I wasn't excited because SP ignored me. HUMPH! But I decided it was at least something. At least I'm accepted somewhere so what the heck?
A few weeks (i think) after that I went to the matrculation. Right after work so I looked pretty rough. Heh... I paid the fees. Took my 61884 picture. Got the laptop and went home to sleep. Hhaha! Quit work the following week and went for some random and dumb computing course. Went for the orientation the next day and got oriented with the class.
I was walking alone right up to the shelter on that orientation day. To go home lah... then I saw mickey and a used to be dear friend. They were with a bunch of other people but I ignored that fact and went up to them. AND AND AND,
Then I got to know Safiyah, Marissa, Izzati and (then) Johnson. HAAAA!! we went for lunch at causeway after that and I started talking with them. That was when me and saf found out that we might have met beforehand during our SJAB days. HAHAA! and yeah, actually we did come across each other. Just didn't say anything. So days went by as a first year. I joined Film IG (FIG) and got to know dyl, ghaz and my bestieeee Raaaain. Went for a summer camp in June and bonded with the rest of the seniors and members. There, I did my first production with adam, gaga, dhanu and nora. 'I1U212C' hehe.. yeap.. after that camp, me and the girls turned the very active members. And that was why we are the only ones who always got the honoured job of event covering. hmphh!
A few weeks after the camp, me and the girls (with a new girl in the picture: NAZIEEERAAHH) did pudarlayu. HAAAHAA! okay. cute, priceless production really. Those nights spent at mcd discussing the storyline and board. Those nights spent shooting at Izzatee's place. The travelling to east coast and dinner under the trees. and SHIMMY!! And the best part was that, we never did finish editing that video. Hehe...
After that was poly forum which brought me, zatee, rain, nora, irfan and nats closer to each other and david cheng. That was disastrous event cover. Our welfare as the filming crew was basically ignored. They didn't settle our food okay? There were a lot of times where we had to cover them on an empty stomach. macam mangkuk seh. chet! I lost count on the number of nights we all spent in school editing the video and all.
Esplanade's vid came soon after that. DAWN'S WISH. Bittersweet production. Hehe! you know, I know can already lah... but yeah... All I will say for this is that, I'm really proud of this production. A lot of sacrifice went into this and I mean sacrifice. Look through my archives for my entry on this.
Year 2 came. I met new people. FIG was still very active. We had a lot of events but all rejected. I got roped in into the planning and management comm so there was never enough time to make another short film. But eventually did on the summer camp. 'Serah diri' woooo.... aha! this short film went quite far I must say. Thanks Ghaz! Nothing much really happened in my second year. Everything was mundane really. hm.
I don't know if this is really true but at RP is where I grew up. Here is where I learn that the world can be really nasty and some people can really be two-faced. And I learnt that not every person who seems nice, is nice. Maturing took place here really. I mean it.
Now, year 3. A lot has happened within 9 weeks of school. And I mean a lot. It's very stressful and tiring and I have to keep on motivating myself everyday that I'm one day closer to completing FYP. 1 day closer to grad-ing and I've to make full use of it.
I remember those times I spent at LJS with the girls after school. Gossiping and laughing.
I remember sitting at the compound at w3 eating instant noodles, working and talking all at once.
I remember those trips I took to banquet with Rain to get food for all of us because we were just so tired of the instant noodles.
I remember the w3 compound where we talked, bitched, worked, cried, slept, prayed, watched movies.
I remember those more free times I had when I could go out with my friends after class.
I remember the camps, the planning, the filming. I remember the fights and arguments that took place. I remember the jokes and the laughters around the class. I remember marathoning through the basement of causeway point to go to cold storage just to get a few bottles of pepsi. I remember those random camwhoring moments with saf and di. I remember the times the gfs and me spent at the piano at the library. I remember the breakfasts I had with the girls, classmates and all.
I also remember my classmates. Saheen, Akhbar, Chee Chin, Bro Leong, Edward from sem 1.
Di, 3sh, Nab, Phat, Pras, Johnny, Sarafeen from sem 2
Amalina, Sherilyn, Rosey, Haruna, Fairuz, Imah, Ven, Nick, Shanie, Hafizah, Daniel, Shamini, Shamala, Syafiee, Alex from Yr 2, sem 1
Di, Kenneth, Paul, Faisal, Estella, Jelisa, Myat, Arc, Nisha, Shikin, NZ, Alex, Zhi Ping from Yr 2, sem 2
random friends like Atiqah, Aisyah, Yati, Susu, Marie, Shakz, Shuhui, Edwin, Prada.
Now?
sorry. I've 3 classes now. Too much if I were to mention all of them.
And now, I'm going to miss all this. About 1 and a half semester to go. After that, I'm gone.
and finally, Pure Nostalgia Baby Love is done.
But I won't be. I'll still be here.
