Half a year had passed, and my future is still foggy. Although I had tried my best, I did not get the ideal marks. A few good test marks came this way, but I often passed it off as a "tyko" test where I had been lucky. There was no realisation.
However, as my MSG became a bigger and bigger headache, I started to worry. What if I did not get into CSE? What if I could not become a iCouncillor? What if, WHat if, I get an E8 for my English grade. This worries prompted me to start working harder. Every night I would sit in front of my computer, researching, mugging, trying to keep out the lure of Facebook and the computer games. I sometimes succumbed and played, but the worries soon dampened my mood and I often found myself staring at the book, trying to memorize all those quotes and information.
There was always something to look forward, the iLeague. This soccer competition often made me sweaty, but there was always a sense of satisfaction (with the exception of us losing), after each win or draw. Then there was also MSP, which I never knew why I had even joined it. MSP was just a boring programme where we murmured foreign words. The mundane teacher made things worst.
I often find myself, staring into the night sky, wondering about the foggy future that I had. A sliver of determination rose up. I would try my best to get better MSG. I would show them that I am better than them. I would show them... AH never mind. A leader in a bid for world conquest will never unveil their ambitious plans. *ahem*. I would work harder, and I mean it. I am going to revise.
There was always something to look forward to at the end of the day. Debates, iLeague, the holidays. And there is always Anton's cheeks that you can piinnnncchhhhh. LOL.
I moved the mouse to http://www.youtube.com/ and clicked it. I typed "Spaceman" and listened. What a beautiful world. Wait, where was the math worksheet that I had completed? A purple slip of paper slipped under the bed. arghhh.
