Sunday, July 13, 2003
I hate the anticipation. Yet, in about a month's time, I'm going to wish I was where i am now. Still, its coming, its coming, its coming..
Prelims are coming in a little over 40 days. The big day starting on the 27th of August. Prelims: when you think of it, will probably be the hardest exams you'll ever take in the whole of your life as a student, even more difficult than the A Levels. And yes, its affects my NS entry too, and chances for a scholarship. Its coming, its coming, its coming.
Rapture, our dance concert, is drawing closer. On the 3rd of august to be exact. Aside from the fact that i only have a little over 3 weeks to build up a little bit of muscle to lessen the impact of the horribly skimpy wussy costumes, 4 out of 7 items are still not perfected yet. Which is why we're coming back to practise everyday after school till 7 at night, because its coming, its coming, its coming.
SYF is coming even sooner than Rapture. The immense pressure that we're performing after the immortal RJC and before TJC has quite an impact on the SAJC Dance Society. The fact that most performance groups in SAJC have clinched at least a Silver in SYF is driving us crazy. Plus, its the first time we're taking part in SYF. Oh crap i hope we dont screw up. There isnt much time to practise because its coming its coming, its coming.
College Day is coming, the day when i don my blazer for the very last time, to receive the SAJC Service Award for Student Council. (thats the equivalent of the school colours award for sports ccas, dont ask me why they picked me) The day when i witness our seniors with 3 and 4 As receive their prizes, the day when i sing the College Hymn for one of the last few times in JC life. Its coming its coming its coming.
Stepping Down Ceremony is approaching in 3 days. There's so much to reflect on how council has performed, how much i've put into it, how much we've been through together. Not to mention the amount of preparation we still have to do for the ceremony itself. Edit the script, rehearse the walking and sitting, the powerpoint and music, there's not much time left. And well, its with a sad little thought that im only going to wear my council badge for three more days. (sheesh. the uniform's going to feel so naked without it.) Its coming, its coming, its coming.
And there's nothing i can do to slow it down, or speed it up. I dont know which i prefer. I hate the anticipation, but i know im going to want to turn back time in a few weeks, just so that i can experience that wonderful feeling of being a councillor, a dancer, and a scholar once again.
But time goes on, and yes, its definitely coming.
he rocked the party at 9:57 AM |
