PMR

tick tock tick tock tick tock.
one more month to go.
tick tock tick tock tick tock goes the clock. ticking somehow really fast.

Before you knew it, you will suddenly wake up early on a day which is suppose to be a school holiday.

IT IS TIME.

Heart pounding, pulse accelerating,the feeling of the classroom closing in on you.

IT IS THE TIME.

To let loose everything you have been cramming in your head, all the sacrificing, burning the midnight oil everyday, it is for today.

The dreaded date- 13 of October 2008.

tick tock tick tock tick tock.

5 days later.

In the classroom, watching the clock ticking ever so slowly, as if it is having a good laugh watching our beady eyes staring at it to go faster.

56, 57, 58, 59. 9:30 A.M.

Freedom. at last!No more sacrificing for books, no more locking our selves up in the room for books, now, its all about us.






It was as if I got smack in the head, all my day dreaming and fantasizing of that wonderful day is just in the end, a dream.

Till then, I guess I have to just go back to studying.

Urgh.