I can't believe that it's over. my never ending IB program had actually ended. how is that possible?
I can say I'm relieved, ecstatic in fact, but somehow, deep in my heart I felt sad.
two years I spent here, two years. sometimes I felt two years is long, but now two years had gone by. there are just lots and lots of good memories I made here, good and bad. but looking back, it all had been good to me.
people left KMS two days ago, but I'm still here waiting for my parents. I didn't really mind though, I kinda like being in KMS. sure I whined sometimes, I felt suffocated sometimes, I cried sometimes, but this is my life. I was like, attached to KMS. I don't know what do I do after I leave KMS. this is the life I know. get up in the morning, went to class, study in the evening, study at night, then sleep. that's my life. studying during the weekend. studying during the holidays. like, what am I supposed to do after this? *sigh*
I'm gonna miss KMS. I'm gonna miss the hostel (minus the toilet. urgh i hate the toilet). I'm gonna miss my friends. I'm gonna miss ds. I'm gonna miss peeping the boys playing soccer in the evening. I'm gonna miss walking to the Terminal One.I'm gonna miss IB (yeaahh i don't think so). I'm gonna miss these all. but life goes on right? so brave yourself nadia to the next stage of life.
lemme talk about IB.
you know nothing about IB when they offer you the program. you went there, do the IB program and gain something on your way. you hated the IB program, you regretted ever accepting the offer. you cried a lot due to the toughness of IB. you whined, you complained, you threaten to drop IB program and elope instead. sometimes you enjoy IB, especially the CAS program. you get to go here and there, meet new friends and try new things.then after several times, you acclimatized to it. you feel nothing anymore. but then comes the IRP program. you get tired and sleep all night long, you wake up the next day just to do the same thing. then comes the trial. you only have one week exam for all six subjects with at least 2 papers per subject. you can't answer the questions, you get out of hall and cried. the next day was the same thing. then comes the result, you cried again. then it was only a few days left for the real IB final exam. you prayed hard so you get to answer the questions. you go into the hall, answer the questions and you go out without feeling anything.after the exam ended, you have your grand dinner. you dress up, take a lot of pictures and went home. that's IB, from my point of view.
people I know from KMS, will i ever meet them again. I mean some of them yes, I'm gonna meet them at manipal. but the rest? I don't know. I know I said I felt sad, but there's no tears to it. erm I wonder why.
so my plan for the 3 months holidays?
1) travel around Malaysia. but i'm not sure about this yet
2) learn how to cook. like seriously nadia.
3) be a driver. that's for sure.
4) finish all my novels.
so basically that's all.
you know what? I'm gonna stop now. maybe after leaving KMS will i cry.
anyway, adios amigos. thanks for all the sweet memories.
toodles! :)
love;
ndia :)
