It’s this time of the year again, and once again I’ve got into a timing dilemma. This time it’s driving test vs. speech night rehearsal. If anything made me feel bad about failing the driving test last time, this is it. Well, I failed again, and I hurried to the city for the rehearsal. After I got off the train, a teacher saw me on the way, and surprisingly he recognised me even though I don’t think he even knew my name, and I wasn’t in school uniform either. (That said, just about everyone at the school somehow seemed to know me.) Even though it was 10:20 by then, he said the rehearsal only just started and I’ll be fine. Sure enough, when I got there a few minutes later, it was just starting. I saw the maths scientist too, and of course I asked him about whether he has decoded the email. It was no surprise that he hasn’t even tried for quite a while.
I guess overall it’s good timing after all for me (except for failing the test), just like last year. After the rehearsal, I went to the park with Anne, Annie, and Reni. (Wow, all with very similar sounding names.) It just has to be the one time when I don’t have my sketchbook with me. Then again, may be it’s better that I didn’t, because we sat there for two hours just talking. After that, it was finally a chance for Annie to come to my home. (Yay!)
As much of a cliché it is, time flies when you’re having fun. We didn’t have a chance to get to everything that we planned, but it was time to go to our final speech night. Just before it started, I managed to get a photo with the maths scientist, but I’m not putting it here because I don’t want it here. Somehow, I don’t normally notice it too much, but he looks scary in the photo. (Then again, I always seem to get scary-looking photos of teachers, even ones that I know to be nice.)
Somehow, I didn’t even find the speeches boring. I think Alexia’s poem was the best. It was really funny, full of inside jokes about the school, one or two of them I didn’t actually get.
At the end, I saw the teacher who lived relatively close to me, and he said he’ll be catching the train, but he had to say goodbye to other people so we went our separate ways and I didn’t see him on the train. I wonder if he somehow managed to catch an earlier train or if he was still there saying goodbye when I got on the train. (Those trains were like, 20 minutes apart.)
Anyway, this is really it. The last MLC school event that I had to attend. Like they say, you can take the girl out of MLC, but you can’t take MLC out of the girl.
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