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OVER + The Adventures Of Little Miss Pink.
Well, It happened.
It happened just like that.
One of the biggest exams of our lives just flew by.
4 weeks of constant studying, going through book after book of jam-packed information. The countless nights of staying back in school where the moon hung sleepily in the warmth of the night. The nights of being in the company of my friends seem to be in figments that are etched across the back of my mind now.
That night atmosphere pulls us back into the mood of nose-burying and the bidding of goodbyes when we walked out to go our separate ways. Now when I think back, it seems like a premonitory scene that will suffice in the coming months.
As the timer moved on to the final minutes, then seconds, of our Biology paper… I was remotely wishing in my heart that time would stop just there and then. The illusory moment felt almost dream-like, so tender and so delicate. The lines of the number “59” merged into zeroes and like Father Time bursting into a grin, the clock read “1:00”.
”Alright, time’s up,” Mr Wong deadpanned.
”Put down all your pencils and close your booklets. Invigilators please start collecting their OAS.”
Like toy soldiers being manipulated, the invigilators stood at attention from wherever they were and marched down the aisles. Little Miss Pink (LMP) in charge of my row (again!), marched down our aisle with a sullen look on her face. Being the nice person that I am, I held up my OAS so that it wouldn’t be an uphill task for her to collect my OAS.
Apart from that, it was also a cautionary measure lest she breaks her fingernail while trying to “extract” the OAS from my table or losing, I don’t know, maybe a few grams of her frame while she flexes she arm trying to pick up my OAS.
As she stomped her way down our aisle, there she was like a woman scorned, blazing a fiery trail in her footsteps. Grab, grab, grab, grab… she went, as she swiped the slips of paper off our table. She was right in front of my now, at Matthias’ desk, and with a sleight of her hand, the paper disappeared off Matt’s table and was sitting curtly on the neat stack of papers in her arms. “Here she comes!” I screamed in my mind. I held up my paper, waiting for the pink panther to pounce of my hapless OAS.
The ferocious LMP swiped at my OAS with her perfectly manicured claws. With a quick whoosh of the wind, I blinked blankly at the script in my hand. One second it’ll be there, and the next it’ll be in her arms…
Well, the second passed but the script was still in my fingers.
LMP had missed her prey! -shocked looks all around-
I was afraid that the little faux pas that LMP had just committed would trigger off a serious mood swing and she would shred off my bits shred me into bits with her claws. Thankfully she didn’t.
Visibly annoyed and embarrassed, LMP swiped at my OAS again, this time she succeeded and continued her aisle rampage. After that happened I chuckled to myself as LMP made her way back to the front. If there was a speech bubble above her head it would probably be something like, “Yayzers! I collected all the exam scripts first! Screw you all! Heeheex!”
Yup, so that’s all for the adventures of Little Miss Pink. Without her, I wouldn’t be blogging about this right now. You’ll definitely be sorely missed. (:
Just then Mr Wong started with his usual routine of asking students to collect the question papers and giving out the previous papers. After which he just told us that we were all dismissed, leading to an explosion of screams in the hall.
It’s over?
It’s OVER?
IT’S OVER?
Till now, it still feels so surreal to me.
Having said that, I’m glad that I have finally accomplished and completed something that will remain a big part of my life when I look back in the coming years.
So now, I’ll have to plan my holidays carefully and decide what meaningful activities I shall commit myself to so I wouldn’t waste away. I wouldn’t want to rot away just sitting at the computer the whole day… that’s like, I quote, “Social Suicide.”
One thing that I’ll definitely do, or try to do, is to…
GROW.
Yes, that’s it.
I’m praying fervently that my body starts going into some hormonal turmoil and I actually start growing and catch up with the rest. I USED to be taller that all of you okay, so shut up about it.
Alrighties, I’ll end here.
Lots of things to blog about but I hope I have the time to type out everything I wanna say…
Hail Mary.