Wei Kiat's Blog

I arrived early at Yio Chu Kang MRT station and waited impatiently for my other friends from The Chinese High School whom heaven had also been unfair to. There was a huge crowd at the MRT station, and majority of them are girls. Girls are relatively unheard of in where I came from, and the sudden sight of over 100 of them happily chatting away in their high pitched voice, intermixed with their hysterical laughter drove goosebumps bigger than the bass buttons on my Chinese High uniform all over me. Yucks.

I was saved approximately ten minutes later by the untimely arrival of my fellow friends, and together we took the first steps towards the gates of AJC. At the precise moment when I took the first step toward Anderson Junior College, I also started the timer on my watch. Anderson Junior College's website advertised that the school is only a ten minutes' walk from the MRT station. I decided to put that claim into test.

Approximately ten minutes later, I arrived at the school gate. This is, of course the first of many deceits to come from Anderson Junior College, but I was too naive and too overwhelmed by the sights and sounds then that I was unable to make much use of my brain at that time. And thus, because of that momentary blind spot I suffered, I made one of the most significant (mostly bad) decision in my entire life.

To be continued...