The sharing session I had with Phelan, Freddie, Gabriel Lim, Matthew, Khairul, Lester, Nwahs and Moses was one of the more light hearted, crazy nonsensical chatting that had all of us laughing like mad. It got so bad for one question that we were doubled over laughing hysterically.
The atmosphere nowadays is more of gloom and a lingering melancholy as the A levels draw nearer each day. People no longer run around the school exercising or just chill in a corner. Instead, books and pens are now substituted into our daily routines as a wave of panic washes over everyone, causing the anxiety deep within us to hit the books so that we will be prepared for the Prelims in about 2 weeks time. Time really is running out and yet, in such circumstances, one should always find ways to relieve the tension and stress through laughter.
Friends are catalytic in influencing what we do and feel and I just hope that everyone can pull through this really sticky predicament of time slipping through our hands. It is no longer an option but more of how long we can persevere and just get it over and done with. Sleeping is now a priviledge and eyebags are starting to form on everyone's faces. Even the teachers are getting less rest and a little more edgy and grumpy as well.
Such is the life of a student that one wonders what really lies out there for us, beyond the school but rather life and how to tackle it as school equates to stifling of freedom and creativity, sticking to conventional norms and yet they reinforce discipline which helps us to deal and act in refrain from our rash and irrational actions.
Tuition is also in high demand now but thankfully, the prices are not increasing despite the sudden influx of enrollment. My body is weak and tired but my mind says to push on. Which one would give first? I wonder how can people tolerate studying 24 hrs a day for 7 days a week endlessly....It is tiring and boring....and yet a necessary evil. Ironic.
Will we ever be free from this cycle?-
Will we ever taste freedom and choice?-
Only when its said and done-
When the A's are well won, replaced with fun-
That we can arise from the ashes-
and taste the sweet nectar-
from the sectors of hysteria-
that eludes the grasp of the dread-
and fills our lives with joy instead.
And thus the raven never fleeting, sitting upon our chamber door,
croaks nevermore nevermore nevermore need we go through this hell again,
with angels that surround us never to depart,
taking apart the pain and the rain and causing it to wane.
The light is upon us while we are still in the midst of darkness...let us forge on