Last day of my Physics tuition classes. End of those hectic Mondays and Wednesdays which drag the zombie side out of me which I never knew I had. Everyone was anxious to dig out whatever informations there's left for before-exam preparations.
However, Mr.Huan [my Physics tuition teacher] apparently had in mind of a whole different scenario. While giving us a brief scope and tips to take note off, he also juggled the role of an adult/senior giving advices to his underlings like a father would to a child. They were mere words and to say I was moved would be an exaggeration.
But I was inspired to say the least. I still remembered the last days of my SPM when Mr. Eswaran [or should I say YB] took an hour off from his class just to teach us something and the meaning of life. At that moment, it was then STPM clicked in my mind.
My uncertainity is still here, about life, about changes, about options and about myself. Like every girl who wants to dress up and look good, I want the same for myself too. And my downgraded social skills which my friends would often tease about? I too want to get involved in the lively interaction. As far as I know, I'm bad at expressing myself. Therefore I had a plan in mind to take up piano lessons. In someway I hope it would be a way that I can "interact" lively with people through my music.
For now, as his last advice which really reminded me; I want to try my very best in my STPM. I want to do my very best. It only worries me that my best would not satisfy me by then. My eyes are just sore although I never cried.
Wednesday, November 11
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