A Journey to remember.
I
still remember at that time. On 21st March 2012, the SPM 2011 candidates have to
take their result after a long holiday. Few days before the day, I was busy
with the assignment as I have further my studies at Universiti Teknology
Petronas (UTP). So, at that time I didn’t feel so nervous like others. Then,
when I look back at calendar. The date was not so far. My feeling at that time
turn to nervous, happy and many more. Nervous as if the result is not like what
I expected and happy as I can met back old friends after a long breaks.
My
journey was started on 20th March 2012. My mom picks me and my roommate,
Amirah as we are from the same school and I will go to our school with her
family. We reach our home at 6 p.m. and get prepared as our tickets to go to
Kuala Lumpur are on 8 p.m. So, after we finished our meal, we went to the bus
station and get into the bus.
Along
the journey I was thinking about my result and became really nervous as I can
sleep. And at 1 a.m. we reached our destinations which is Kuala Lumpur.at there
Amirah’s parents picked us up and went back home. On 6 a.m. we were waked up
and perform our prayer and get ready for the journey to our school which is MAKTAB
RENDAH SAINS MARA TERENDAK.
In
our journey to school, I can’t say nothing. I kept myself silent. Nervous came
to me. One of my friends who had reached there told me about the results. I turned
to very nervous. Few hours later, we reached our school. I met my friends
there. Before we go into hall to take our result, we met our friend and share
stories between of us.
To
get our result, all of us have to queue and paid the debt. By only then we can
take our result. As my turn to get my result, I was shaking. The officer was
laughed at me. I hold the envelope that contain my result and went to another
place that no one could find me. As I open my envelope, I felt want to cry. I felt
grateful as all my effort had been rewarded by the result. Even though I didn’t
get straight A’s like others but I know this result was the best for me.
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