The current residing dilemna in my head: HWA CHONG or RJ! It's so terribly pressurising to force a decision out of us so early, but I suppose we must think for the school; buffer time is necessary!
It's not just about what the school can do for us, but more of what we can do for the school. It has never struck me that way before, which is why everytime I get the question, "How can you contribute to our organisation?", I feel like such a liar!
Having spent 7 years of my life in a pinafore and wearing a Raffles badge, and having spent the past 7 years of my life believing that I would, one day, wear the RJ uniform, I was quite shocked with myself when I submitted the application form for HCJC DSA. Let me tell you the whole story about it!
It couldn't have been a more ordinary day, when yuhui was happily sitting at the back of the class,
as usual, watching the toilet people go to the toilet,
as usual, watching the talkative people talk,
as usual, watching the dilligent people do their work (wait, do these people exist in fourteen?), watching the sleepy people sleep,
as usual, and well, you get the picture. All of a
sudden, Llama (who sits in the centre of the universe - where I now sit) sat up and waved a form in the air and brayed something across the room to Sali. The form had a very familiar crest imprinted on the top right hand corner! I was curious, and decided that it looked more interesting than the toilet people, the talkative people etc and so I went up to take a look. To my horror, it was the complicated Hwa Chong DSA Application Form that I had Never in my life seen, heard, or touched before! And,
ultimate horror of horrorness (pardon the english)! It was due
on that day at 3pm!
And so, very calmly, as I watched the clock tick past 3 o'clock, I sang along to the radio in the car and later, at home, happily filled it up and submitted it the next day (late, yes) and after which, went for aftermath (elds play YAY)!
So this is the breath-stopping, hair-raising story of how I stepped out to CHANGE MY LIFE!
-pauses for dramatic effect.
One day sixty years down the road, I will sit by a(n)
fireplace electric fan, before a gaggle of wide-eyed children, and tell the story of how their brave grandmother took her fate in her hands, declared war upon the dragon of pre-determination, made the boldest move of the century -
to fill up the hcjc dsa application form!
ARE YOU INSPIRED?!
Mwahahaha!
But after all that, the riddle still remains unsolved,
to choose or not to choose?