Hiroshima in My Head

There were times when an unexpected timebomb explode in your face. Sometimes, it isn't too bad. Sometimes, it's expected. Sometimes, it's just plain bad-ass. Well, I got my own timebombs today. Three, in fact - two of them related with my exams.

First off, I was in Addmaths class. And knowing Addmaths, nothing ever comes good from it. Anyway, my teacher decided not to give our results - instead she just announce them to the whole class! I was somewhat calmed that even the first person on the list failed his paper. After a few familiar names, my teacher was almost reaching mine. Trying to calm my nerves, I just hoped aloud that I'll get at least 38% - so, that if I get more than that, I would be getting more than I expected thus not making it seem like a total failure. Stupid but it's the least I've got. I got 28% - less than what I expected. I had overestimated myself. I. Suck. Bad. So, as you can see, my insides were like the condition of Hiroshima when it was bombed. Destroyed to pulp.

Then, I got my Biology paper. I flunked that one, too. I got a damn C. I failed... Well, it isn't exactly failed but to me, anything lower than 66% is a failure. As you can see, I don't get C's regularly. And now, I got myself a G9. When it finally sink into my head, I laughed out loud. It's just unbelievable. It makes me wanna frame the damn paper, ya know?

Well, the third bomb wasn't bad. It was just totally unexpected. I was having a nap when suddenly Roki woke me up. I didn't know Roki was home and Roki never wakes me up when I sleep. Suddenly she said 'Ika, ada kelas Mandarin kat bawah. Cepat bangun.' She could just speak Martian for all I care because I didn't get a thing what she was talking about. Mandarin class? What Mandarin class? Go. Away. Need. Nap. But she was being persistent and told me that my mum had signed me up for this Mandarin class that I had no information of. Typical of my mum to pull a stunt like this and expected me to be ready. Then, I vaguely remembered my mum spoke to me something that went like this: 'Ika, this Monday, kita belajar Mandarin tau.' And me being the normal teenager I am, just mumbled and thought nothing about it.

So, I spend an hour with my mum and dad and Roki, pronouncing the hard Mandarin words. Damn it's hard! You have 4 ways of saying the word 'Ma', for crying out loud. Just know a few words. Don't expect me to make a speech purely of Chinese though. At the end of the lesson, I felt like decapitating my own tongue - all those zh's and sh's!

-- I got Piano exam this Saturday. Wish me luck!