Elevator Music?

A continued train of thought.

...HAHA exams.

I walked into the function room, I'm sorry, I mean the exam hall and I see plush chairs.

Okay, not plush chairs. But there is actual plush like material on the chair, velvet red and soft.

Then during the exams, there is a supply of tissues. And water. They pour you water from a jug into plastic cups. You just raise your hand and the teacher plays the dual role of examining magistrate/ part time world weary waiter. ("Still or sparkling?")

And I'm laughing, inside, on the outside I'm just grinning weirdly at nothing. It's just, do you guys remember our 'O' level exam rooms? Candy colored walls(dusted lightly with grime), cement floors and kopitiam chairs from the 80's. There was a certain period of time when we weren't allowed to bring in our bottles,

That was just...oh wow, that was about 8 months ago already. Almost an entire year.

Nostalgia hits at the weirdest of moments.

Also, I'm getting wary of people asking me how the chinese test went. Social conventions dictate that I should probably moan about how difficult it was when really a more accurate response would be "hahahahaha". At the moment I compromise by going "Do you really want to know?", smiling mysteriously(as I possibly can) and then tip toeing away.

Next semester,I'm taking Legal Studies.

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