All right.
The national examination for High School was officially over yesterday, with Physics as the last subject tested (for the Science class).
Now that the exams and school are over, I guess I should just start posting again.
Firstly, let me write about some things first.
Our class consists of students from many different classes, which had only been put in the same class on our very last year.
I would bet that most of these people perhaps didn't know if the others (the ones who weren't in their class, of course) exist at all before entering this class.
Therefore, in these short nine months (now that I think about it, it sounds pretty much like pregnancy), we could almost unite. Yeah, almost.
A lot of walls and barriers built up by each groups of friends couldn't simply be ignored. The difference in cultures also made it hard for us to be wholly as one. Not to mention the huge amount of people in one class: 48 people with 2 others gone to America for studies. (Even with that number, our class was still considered as one of the classes with the least students). And also, the fact that there was a period when some of my classmates just ditched for several weeks which led us to actually be used to their absence..
Maybe for the guys, it was pretty easy for them to socialize with their common interests such as sports, or perhaps pranks, unlike the girls. I don't know how to explain this fenomenon, it's like common knowledge.
However, there was this one thing that brought us together, which is: music.
When one of our native friends brought his guitar and strummed a familiar tune, we would sing along.
Those moments were the best moments ever. It made me feel like we were one big family. :)
And as for our form teacher, Mr. H. L. is like a beloved father for us all.
He teaches us maths, and is damn good at it. (FO' SURE!)
He's religious and is infamous for his oh-so-famed vampire jump punishment. (For those who are wondering, it's the Chinese vampire, not the sparkly ones.. Here's a link: Jiang Shi )
Me, I have experienced it once. Trust me, it's not the coolest thing in the world.
He's the type of person who does whatever he says he's going to do.
He loves making fun of some of our classmates, in a joking way of course, "to de-sleepy-fy us and to defrost the tension" he had said.
He is merciless, nevertheless.
Whenever we've done wrong, he'll punish us accordingly.. Except for the last two weeks' afternoon's session, which we, as a whole class, had ditched altogether.
However we were still punished for telling him a lie.
The reason I had used the word 'father' to describe him isn't simply because he's our form teacher..it is because I realized that no matter what we did wrong, he'd still forgive us.
Well, if you point out that most of our misbehavior were simply innocent mistakes, I will still stand by my words.
Anyway, I'd also like to apologize to our teacher for being such a disappointment in our last few weeks. In spite of that, he still forgave us. :)
Oh. The title, right.
Like what I've stated before, our class had just been put together for a short 9 months period. In addition, we came from five different classes. Unlike other classes, by most are from two or three different classes. Hence the impact of graduation is much less severe for us than for the other classes.
Meaning: we're taking it kinda well.
In fact, no single tear was shed during the last day of our class. Which is why, we're not moping like the rest of them. The most we did was taking pictures together (and maybe some busking around during the teacher's day :D) while the other classes gathered together and spoke from heart-to-heart, had a huge cry-fest, made some scenes and etc.
Speaking of which...where had I put our class photo, again?
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I'm kinda scared actually. It seems like everyone has had their future planned to the details. While me? I'm just chilling out.
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