Sister Act 2: Back In The Habit

It's gonna be a busy day tomorrow, so I think I better blog now.

I know that I've been blogging a lot these past few days. But they have to be done. I have so many things planned, if I don't blog while I get the chance, I'm gonna have a headache trying to blog on them all. So I think I better blog now. You guys can take your time and read them whenever you have the time. I just hope you enjoy it! =)

Just came back from Christian College's Awards Night that went for 2hrs and 45mins. Shorter than I anticipated. I expected the worse of 3-4hrs. haha, 4hours for the extreme worse. That's because people kept on telling me that it goes on "forever". In a way, my very long anticipated made the 2hrs and 45mins seem short.

Also, because I was told I'll be getting an award, I didn't have to sit on the same seat for the whole night. When it was time for the year 12s to accept their award, I was the first to lead the group. The first person to accept their award for the entire year 12. Good? I don't think so. I figured that if you go first, you'll only receive the minimum number of subjects in the award, ie. 1. So when I got up there, it was very discouraging. I came all this way, from Melbourne, into Geelong to do my final year of school, just to walk on stage, and receive an award for one subject. Obviously, I couldn't just toss in the towel on stage and just walk away. I had to go through it, even though I was the first one to go. I guess one award is still better than nothing. Just go get it boy!

I then asked my friend behind me, "If we are the first few, it must mean that we're the dumb ones huh? Only getting 1 award."

He replied, "The ones in the back usually get more than one subject per award. However, they can call our names again for the second award."

I doubted the chances of me getting a second award. If they are giving me one award, what are the chances of them giving me another. I didn't think my chances of getting another award looked pretty.

The Year 12 Co-ordinator soon read, "Receiving the award for one subject... Boaz Ang" I really thought I had done better than that. I thought I had worked hard enough to receive more at least another one. I was bedazzled that all my hard work was credited towards only one subject.

As I received my award, I walked across the stage and as I approached the end of the stage where I was suppose to stand, I read the subject which I had received an award for. To my shock and amazement, it read, "Mathematical Methods". To imagine that out of all the subjects I did, I'd get an award for Methods, when I barely paid attention to the guy. I didn't know what to think of it.

Prior to our receiving of our awards, we were told to stand on stage until all the awards were given out. So one after another, the line began to build. Soon, the whole stage was filled with year 12s lined up in 2 lines. I stood at the end, just contemplating what I had done wrong. Why I had only been able to grab the Maths Methods award and not any others.

Then, they started announcing the next award. It went "For outstanding application and effort in one subject..... ...... in two subjects..... ...... in three subjects..... Boaz Ang." I can say that at that very moment, my heart stopped beating for a second because I didn't see that coming. I was thrilled it was not over! Suddenly I remembered all the hard work that I did, and that it was not all for the recognition that I did well in Methods only. Joy!

I maneuvered my way through the gaps of line, and made my way to the front of the stage. I walked confidently, trying to see who I was suppose to receive my award from. I shook the Principal's hand firmly as I always do, and rejoined the line. I was ecstatic. I read the award, and it read, "Chemistry, Physics and Specialist Maths". I was happy. The only thing that could have made me even happier was to receive the Award for best student in any of the subjects that I did, but it was not to be. Nevertheless, I was glad that I managed to receive an award for all the subjects I did, except english :P which I am not ashamed of.

It's over. School at Christian College is finished. I am no longer a student of the school. If I happen to rock up on the campus ground, I'll be an outsider. A visitor. An unwanted.

Cool.