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Thursday, October 21, 2010 10:58 PM
Write a story about something terrible happened and eventually turns out to be a good gesture.

I wonder if I was the only one who doesn't feel the way that others feel. I'm left with a few minutes left for me to brush and polish all the knowledge and revisions that I have been fitting in my pink cushion-like thinking organ. I felt that I was the only human being in the world with no response, it must not be that my nervous system's dead or numb. All I can express is a gaping face I suggest.

A thunder rage right after I had a though of wether I will be able to overcome and complete it with high level of confidence. The momentum when the invalidator instructs. Heart thumping as it ever could. Fortunately, I have the faith to keep it calm and be present, dump all negative inner voices in my head.

'You may now start.' instructed Mr Loga. The worst feeling I ever had in such major examination as I lift my hand while folding my sleeve to pick up the pen and start writing my full name on the cover page. The first flip I made after I glance through the pages was magical. All of the sudden, the harassing in my thoughts were all gone. None threatens the eager to focus. I did it comfortably at a norm pace that allows me to analize the questions and ink my answers clearly and thoroughly. After all, first question was not that terrible to get over.

The second question I attempted which is question number one was a blunder. A mess that tangles my brain deflating my hope to achieve the victory sigh. It involves the use of beaker and pouring and candidates were advice to practice before writing the students' final actual records as the experiment surely needs training. On the attempt for the final procedure after pouring beakers of water , I literally smiled. My guts of having clean and accurate records is very strong, but I was wrong. The intimidating nervous systems came at the wrong time.

The whole apparatus for the experiment lose it's centre of gravity and tilted over the table. A situation that nobody in this world wants to experienced this. The hope to complete is zero. I was unable to think what could be done next. Some how, the thunder distracts me at the moment, 'You have 15 minutes left.' Mr Loga reminded to all of us. A positive distraction I should say, the energy suddenly rushed through my fingers to reset the apparatus and realised that the set-up just had a mere fall. No damage or unwanted events. The thunder claps away the threatening evil nerves.

My brains was thinking about nothing but the task to complete in a short yet ample time. The final step was done with the thoughts I had earlier with my guts. I seek for gratitude that I actually manage to complete the Science practical examination in a given time. Well, to succeed or to pass that particular session is another story, there might some mistakes made and irrelevant answers. After all, the feeling of completing it is worth the compensate to myself.




Amacam? Story ada baek? xD

I wrote that for 44 minutes and 43 seconds with the reference of dictionary, Malay to English. xD
Phewh, Im practicing my English paper this Monday. The essay above is actually true, eh no. Got one part I spiced a little drama. Betul2 bukan apparatus yang jatoh, beaker je yang jatoh. So, tak salah kan drama mama siket. Tpi serious, kancong giler bile beaker jatoh. "Beaker je kan?" DENGAN AIR DOK. AIR! Hahahhaha. Amcm drama gua? Hahaha.
Okay, all the best for those who's sitting for English paper this Monday. (:
Kalau edit2, stakat spelling je agknye. No HOLD-BACKSPACE. Or select all and cut. xD



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