Choice made

This week has been a longggg ride on the roller coaster of emotions. 

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You know the time when my thoughts and senses were muddled about making a decision on whether or not to go to SBP? Ah, well. Let me elaborate on why that happened.

See, my mother badly wanted me to go to MRSM. So she said it was best if I wait for MRSM's results before I accept the offer to SBP. What she didn't get was that MRSM comes out early February, and the registering date for SBP is on January 29th. Therefore, I would very obviously lose the SBP offer if I were to do as I was told. That's fine, but what if I don't make it into MRSM? Hah, that'll mean I lost my overall chances of getting into a boarding school. Then I'll be crushed. Drained.

Now, is it THAT hard to understand my dilemma? Unfortunately, for my mother, it's a 'yes'. -..-

During all those mother-daughter dramas, I've also been turned upside down numerously at school. There were sad / happy moments, confused moments and so forth. Teachers and friends and seniors mostly were against me shifting. They gave me all these advises about how great Jalan Empat is and everything. 

So finally I did Solat Sunat Istikharah. And by instinct, my choice was...........

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SBP

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Le quote ; ''''''A moment of silence for all of our migrating schoolmates''''''
Le quote II ; ''''''Our batch aka the 97s batch won't be complete anymore. There's too many leaving''''''
Le quote III ; ''''''It's never going to be the same again. Ever''''''
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Screw ego. I am sad and crushed to be leaving Jalan Empat and all my friends. But quote 2 and 3 reminded me of the one thing I can't ever face in Jalan Empat, and that made me even more determined to just embrace a whole new chapter in my life. I know my friends will meet new people and those people are going to replace me. They'll be way better and a hundred times greater than I ever was in my friends' eyes. And I'll be glad to see my friends happy with them. Because soon my friends'll forget about me.
It's sad, I know.
But that's life. It's inevitable.
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So anyway.

I'll make another post about my final day in Jalan Empat later.

See you guys soon.

Going?

I'll just cut the cheese and be straightforward; I am accepted into SBP Sains Banting.

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Haziq checked it for me. He stalked me ok. He knows my IC and angka giliran. Sri Sharmin too. Oh, well. I've obtained some pretty decent friendships in Jalan Empat. To name everyone, I won't succeed. There's too many people in my life that I'll leave soon. *purses lips / raises eyebrow

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Haziq wants to celebrate my going, and Gokull and Luqmanul try to persuade me from not going. Khairina is sad, as well as Ayuni, and the teachers. The girls, aka my girls; they're not a tad bit sad though, but that's expected :b. My fellow prefect mates, my dear teachers, seniors, juniors, friends, chances, positions, possibilities, comfort. Wow, there's a lot that I'll leave behind.

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So anyway, to say I ain't touched would be the most ridiculous statement of the decade. People ask me to not move ok, they say everything and anything just to fix my mind so that I stay. To all the people involved, cheers for you. As I said in twitter, you guys made my day and night. :)

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I still have to make a decision though, wait for MARA or just go to SBP. Aih.

First dose of Form 4 life

Get yourselves ready for rants after rants, my dear readers.

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I am now in 4 Cendekia. A class full of humans which are new to me excluding my old classmates and a few Perdagangan students, but that's about it. None of the teachers are of those who I'm familiar with, and I currently have 10 subjects to cope with. I'm also starting to really like Biology, Chemistry, Addmaths, BM, Modern Maths and Physics. So far so good, alhamdulillah.

In English however, I was literally beheaded. And slapped. Hard in the face. It's because the teacher told me my essay was 'immature' and that I need to read more books or/and novels. Ouch. Of course, I am the type that couldn't stand teachers hating any part of me, so afterwards I became completely insecure and indecisive about my English language and everything. But I like the teacher, tho. She's funny. Uhm.

Homework's okay, and I am once again in the school's Dengue Recruit, or whatever they call it. My fellow member mates are Haziq, Gokull, Khairina and Luqmanul. I feel the utmost sorry for Ajiq tho, because he apparently said, le quote 'Kenapa semua orang yang aku suka nak pindah?' Lol. Proof to why he said that? Well, between the five of us in the team, he's the only that's not planning to shift.

Speaking of shifting, I was once again brainwashed. This time it was by Puan Noormala to the power of Puan Halimah times another teacher which I don't know what her name is. *Many apologies, teacher.

She, no, they were all over me for going away and leaving Jalan Empat and bringing my 'cream' with me when I move etc etc. And there I was, like, '''''uhhh.... should I or shouldn't I move?'''''. And here I am, still like, '''''uhhhhhhhhh, sshooooouuuldddd I or ssshhhouuuuuldnnnnn'tttt I moooovee?'''''

I will have to do solat sunat istikharah and also a 'why say yes/no to moving' list later. Perhaps by then I will know what to do. I'm sure there's a solution to this mess.

So anyway. I actually didn't participate in the annual cross-country race this year, why? Because I volunteered to be an emergency AJK or something. It's a Red Crescent thing. Many were surprised to acknowledge that I wasn't running, which is something expected. Oh well, I suppose I'll just have to re-participate next year. Plus, this just shows that I love Red Crescent that much to have the will to sacrifice a precious medal. I'm pretty sure only both me and my sister (Athyqah)'s love for the Red Crescent is real and honorable. Hah-ha. Again, why? That's another thing for another day.

Second week of school, and I'm dog-teared. I'm already exhausted as hell. I don't know about next week, tho. Tuition'll be starting, and staying back everyday is a must. I know I'll be able to cope, but maybe 7 tuition classes per week is too much? And all the co-curriculum meetings will start together with my after-school Accounts class. Hmph. Oooh, warning bells in my head; You do NOT doubt yourself, Aqillah.

There's another thing. Should I apply for the afs thing this year or next year? Boarding school or not? Japan, yes or no? Decisions, decisions, decisions.

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Ah, so those are it. My rant. I'm hungry now so Imma hunt for food. Byeeee xx
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Ps/ On the bright side, Accounts class is on so yaay
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Pss/ On a brighter side, we'll be getting our RM100 from the Governments next Wednesday so double yyaaaayy

A petition?

One fine morning, in a school named SMK Jalan Empat; ''Whoever wishes to take Accounts have to drop Biology. Yes, my dearest students, it's compulsory to choose either one only.'' was what a teacher blared into the microphone.

So this one girl, together with her friends Gokull and Haziq got together and set up a petition. Sort of. The idea was courtesy of the girl's ex-teacher, Puan Nazilah. What did they do?

 Well, they took the names of all the students who insisted to take both subjects and showed the result of the petiton to Puan Azizah aka Jalan Empat's Accounts teacher. The teacher said it was acceptable, but alas! They need at least another 20 students to make it into one class, before passing the names to the school's Head.
 

So the next day, the girl continued collecting names after names after names. However, during orientation part 3, Puan Hafizah announced that a majority of Form 4 kids demanded to take both Accounts and Biology. Therefore, the school finally permitted the students' wish and Accounts classes would be held outside the school's timetable.
The end.
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And yes, the girl is me.