Today was an uninteresting and detestable day. Firstly, our class’s CCA allocation results were finally out. The teacher came in to the classroom at about 9.45am when most of the class pupils were already out in the canteen for their recess break. It was unexpected. The few of pupils in the class, including me, were apparently minding our own businesses when she came in. I was changing! But fortunately, I was fast. Ok, I shall stop saying such redundant things. As a matter of fact, we were all anxious to find out what CCA we were allocated to after so many days of ‘impatient’ waiting. This was when the unpredictable came. When I was trying to squeeze through my classmates to the list that was pinned at the notice board at the back of the classroom, I could see the obvious and jubilant look on their faces. They must have gotten a CCA which they favoured. By then, I expected that the same thing will happen to me. However, things turn out the opposite way. When I peered at the piece of paper for my name and CCA, I was utterly shocked. It wrote there ‘NCC’! I can’t believe my eyes. ‘NCC’ is my last choice. How could it be? At that point of time, I felt that it was just so ridiculous. I felt like screaming out loud, but obviously I can’t. I just have to accept what I have gotten.
Secondly, my Maths teacher, Mr Chua, revealed our tests marks today. I shall not reveal how much I have gotten. It is pretty embarrassing to do that. By the way, I did not do exceptionally well, only about my class’s average. I should have done better. However, what’s done is done. I shall just work harder for my next test to come and score better.
It is time to go to bed and sleep. Bye…
