The exam hall is directly in front of our class. It is supposed to give us motivation or at least a little bit of fear to make us study. But looking at it, seems it doesn't give a damn thing back. Not even fear of failing our lives. A friend of mine said that SPM is like the 'Titian Sirat', you know, the path which built with a string of hair and divided by seven. The road to hell or heaven. Yeah, he told me it was like that. I believe so... I've met many people around all ages. They all have the same perspective and the same experience.
" I regret for not studying hard enough."
" My life is dying because I didn't do well."
" The test of life, your grade determines wether you have a bright future or otherwise."
" Don't be like me, you are still young. Don't repeat my mistake."
" SPM sucks so bad, but it will suck even more when you flunk it.''
" I have to retake the test, not because I want to look smart and have good grades on my certificate. But to regain happiness. "
" SPM is your weather, either you want it to be smooth sailing or a stormy side."
" If only I have studied harder, life would have been better. Think of it.. "
Why oh why, I feel so uneasy and at the same time felt relaxed like nothing's gonna happen. Some are stressed out, some are ready, some only hope for the best, some still struggling.
I still wonder about the future, jobs are jobs, dreams are dreams. They can break they can fall apart.
" Don't make your dreams your master"
- rudyard-
