Heyy everyone! :D I don't know when I started posting so many things in one month - I think I draw all of my inspiration from Isabel, the girl in my Secondary School who's been updating her blog so regularly that I'm starting to believe that I can do it too. This blog isn't something that can win me fame or recognition, but it's a place where I can pen down all of my thoughts, and whenever I need a reminder of my youth, I can always look back here, to the online site that I started when I was just nine.
So the topic of today's post is a simple update on what's been happening since two posts ago. On the Christmas post, I wanted to tell you guys all about what's been happening... But I kind of restrained myself since I wanted the Christmas post to be all about Christmas.
Weelll... I think I have good news, neutral news and bad news. Which one d'ya want to hear first? I know I can't hear you and I'm probably completely disregarding you all by deciding for myself, but I've always believed in hearing the bad news, then the good news - because then you'll at least have something good to buoy you after hearing the bad news. Also, it's kind of symbolic - after the storm comes a rainbow and all that. And when the rainbow comes, you don't even need to think about the rain. :)
So! Bad news. Umm... I lost my Primary School Student Identification Card. Aka my EZ-Link Card. :( I was on my way to RGS yesterday, on the 26th of December, and it was pouring like crazy everywhere in Singapore. When the bus stopped outside RGS, I quickly fished out my wallet, tapped out, and jumped out of the bus. I made it safely to the other side, albeit half-drenched -- but my wallet was gone. In the jolting realisation, I jumped back out into the rain and looked at the ground where my heavy-as-my-Math-book wallet had slipped from my hand and dropped...
It was nowhere to be found.
And then I looked again at where it had dropped, and guess what I saw? A drain. A huge drainage hole that could fit three of my wallets inside. And the rainwater was filling it in torrents, so much so that I had no doubt that even my boulder-like wallet would choose to go with the flow and encase itself forever in the dank sewage.
My mom quickly called me back into the shelter of the bus stop, and as we sat together in silence at one of the bus-stop seats, my mom told me that it was all alright and that I hadn't let go of it on purpose.
In my mind, I was like, "No one ever loses things on purpose, and they still get scolded". But I was thankful that my mom wasn't that angry at me. Now I just had to face my dad.
But even after I did, when we came home from RGS after submitting a form, my dad took it well - surprisingly well. It made me so puzzled and yet so relieved - and though my parents and I argued that day, it wasn't because of the loss of my entire wallet (containing my EZ-Link card, my library card, my Popular Membership card, $2 and 50c and RM10) and instead about my stubborn refusal to take the school bus instead of public transport.
After experiencing my parents' patience and understanding, I felt really touched. It was so much less frustrating to a child when his parents took his mistakes in their stride and talked to him about it instead of berating him to no end, and the child would still remember his mistake with equal clarity - just that he would learn how to let go and treat others with the same patience, instead of gaining an abhorrence of his parents and a terrible memory that would haunt him for his lifetime.
So... I realised that I should treat my little brother the same way. It was a real learning experience for me because not only did I learn that, but I also realised that, in our prayers, we never thank God for the bad things that didn't happen, and we only feel at a loss when the bad things do occur. For example, in the days leading up to the misplacement of my card, I had never thanked God for allowing me not to lose my card, or for allowing me not to lose any of my family members. If we accept that bad things will happen someday and treasure each day that passes by without the bad thing happening, then we'll be much less shocked and affected when they do.
I don't know if I'm making any sense. Am I? I guess I only make sense to myself. :3 But anyway, the bad news aside, let me tell you about the good news now.
So I guess the good news isn't actually news per se, and it's just a piece of neutral information. Ah well.
I'm going to be taking the school bus to RGS for the whole of next year. It's a really simple thought that became exciting as soon as I thought about it in more detail: The bus I'll be taking is going to ferry students only from my area to RGS, and those students comprise 9 in total. Myself included, 10 RGS Girls will be in the school bus with me every morning.
The best thing about that is that I might see some of my Primary School seniors in the bus, and any Year 1 Girls who are in the bus with me will live relatively near to my home. That means that if I manage to warm up their hearts and make friends with them, it'll be supereasy to visit each other, and we can always go to the nearby malls to shop instead of having to figure out which malls are near to each others' houses! :D :D :D
I'd never really entertained the thought of having friends in RGS who live in my neighbourhood. After all, in Secondary School everyone's split up, and in a school in Bishan, students could come from Pasir Ris, Lakeside or Joo Koon, or maybe Marina South Pier. I knew that everyone would probably live really far away from each other, and I'd never actually been able to hope that I'd meet a group of friends whom I could reach in less than 20 minutes, other than my two Primary School friends who are coming with me to RGS next year. It's just... Yay! :D
So I guess that's all I have to say in this post. As you can tell, the argument (which I mentioned earlier) between my parents and I about taking the school bus was won by my parents, and I've given in. I guess their reasons were a lot more reasonable, too, and I can find a lot more pros than cons in taking the school bus. Anyway, it's only a commitment that I'll have to make for a year, and if I don't like it, I can choose not to spend the $1560 for the annual school bus fees next year. I'm grateful that my parents are willing to spend that much to make sure that when I arrive at school, I'll be fresh-minded and ready to take on a new day; they're the best.
Well, adios for now, little misses and men. I'll see you again next time. ;)
Yours with all the sincerity in the world,
Kirsten. <3
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