The Summary To My SPM Result

The Long Awaiting
This period of time was a mix of many things. There was guilt, regret, anxiety and pure relaxation/laziness. There are times, I would feel guilty and regret for not studying properly and slightly freak out before going back into relax mode. It’s like SPM results panic. But most of the time, I was feeling lazy and totally relax, like how a person should be during their break/holiday. Overall, the waiting was weird.


The Day Before Results
I was too calm. Didn’t feel much of anything. The only problem I had that day was that I couldn’t sleep at night till quite late. But the reason for that is not panic but instead, because of sneezes. I couldn’t stop sneezing, I was not feeling well, my sinus problem was acting up.


The Day of Results
Woke up really early, around 7 something, just to go to Hallie’s house. Then later, Mano and Shiva joined us. Soon after that, we left for school. Wasn’t panicking as much as I thought I would be.

Arrived at school a tad bit early, or rather the results were arriving later than the newspapers had led us to believe. So, we spend our time finding teachers and giving them hugs. It’s a pity I couldn’t hug Pn. Chew. I couldn’t find her. But at least I got to hug Pn. Madeliene, Pn. Liew and a few other teachers.

Then, the results arrived, panic kicked in. But once again, not as panic as we thought we should be. Hallie and I agree that awaiting PMR results was way more panicky compared to this time.

Anyway, the school once again managed to mess with me even after I left the school. When I went to get my results (right after Hallie), Pn. Madeleine told me that I couldn’t take my results because I have some problem with SPBT thingy. Hallie got 7As, I’m so proud of her. Hallie then accompanied me to search for the teacher in charge of the SPBT thingy. We ran all over the school (everybody we asked gave us different locations), only to find her at the same place where we got our result but at a different class area. Apparently, she’s the teacher for class 5A. Wanted to kill myself for running around the school.

Then, I finally settle all the crap, which I may add, was entirely the school’s fault. They screwed up but insist that I did something wrong. I finally got my result. I got 3As. That’s good enough for me. But the happiest thing I could ever see that day was not that I actually somehow managed to aced my Additional Mathematics, instead the fact that I passed my BM and passed my SPM. I suck in BM. So, I was thrilled when I saw that I pass my BM and even got a B3 on it. A miracle, I tell you.

Overall, I’m glad with my results and that finally I can officially say that I’m done with school. This time, there’s nothing relating me to school anymore (except the fact that I need to go back in a year to take my original SPM cert).


After SPM results
Surprisingly, now that results is over. I just realize that awaiting the results and finally getting them was nothing. Instead, trying to decide a course for me to study in college in the span of only ten days is probably ten times worse than the fore mentioned activities.

Right now, I need to find a course that I won’t quit halfway. Something that really interest me. I actually have a course in mind but Sab insists that I search more thoroughly and really look through my options. There are so many things to read and I can practically feel the headaches awaiting. Busy, busy me.