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Dream, dream, dream, dream.
Dream on.
An hour and thirty minutes was spent at Cempaka today.
I woke up as early as 8am getting ready for the admission test today where I'll have to take if I wanna enter Cempaka. I sat for 3 papers; Malay, English and Mathematics. I thought the papers would be easy since my dad said it's easy. All I did was practicing Mathematics for about 3 hours yesterday. I wanted to cry my eye balls out since I am bad at Algebraic Formulae. Jasmine was like confronting me to not go crazy over it yesterday night, 'cause I sounded like I am gonna die any moment like that. That's what she said. I've no idea.
To be honest, I was pretty upset yesterday night actually. My uncle, and dad said I am stupid. Whatever. I admit that I am stupid. Not only that, my dad even said that as a father today, he admit that he spoilt me. He got me whatever I want. Which is so not. He said he regret and all. It was because of my stupid brains and my results. Sigh.
Maybe. Maybe. Maybe I am fated to be as dumb as this. It's not that I want to, maybe I am fated to.
RM600 is spent for the registration fees and admission test. Whether I am accepted, I don't know. I think Cempaka is a pretty nice school. I've no idea whether I am going for the British curriculum or Malaysia. The papers started at about 10am, and ended at about 1pm.
All I can say about the papers is...one word; HARD. Seriously. They give you some Form 4 questions. I wanted to die. Especially English. They're all Form 4. I bet I won't get good results for that paper. Maybe Maths...I'll pass, lah! I wanna die. I seriously wanna get into Cempaka. Cempaka, Cempaka, Cempaka. I've no idea whether am I accepted.
Let's pray for the best. I'll know the results on Tuesday or Wednesday. But I don't think I can get into the school. It's so harddddd.
After the test, I have this interview. Haha. They were asking how did I know about Cempaka, how is my previous school's discipline, what do I wanna be when I grow up, what is my hobbies favorite sports and music, why do I want to be in Cempaka, and describe myself in 3 words. Seriously, I was like wth. Why do I want to be in Cempaka? I answered to get better teachers. I said I think. I was like, hell. And those 3 words I used to describe me was random, talkative and cheerful. Haha. It's really sad.
I really wanna get into that school. I'm scared I can't.