In the morning, i was clinching onto the littlest glimpse of hope i had. Praying hard that some how , i would receive a call from the school telling me the pleasant news. As i was having sectional with the ac band, i was checking my phone almost every now and then, hoping to receive the call. Lunch was approaching and i knew that it was either now or never. Well, the call did not come. If it did, this would be a mirthful post.
"Sorry gabriel, the appeal wasnt successful." , miss sng said. These were the words that dashed my infinitesimal hope.
Then i met Dr lee. He is trying to get me into tpjc, but i am unsure of whether i should stay in yjc or head to tpjc. Dr lee is just so nice. He is ever encouraging and sympathetic towards the feelings of others.
I packed my bag, and prepared to leave the band room . At that point, i was mundane. Unsure of what was going to happen next . Jason came to me to retrieve the scores i was holding to, he gave me encouraging advices as well.
Just as i was heading towards the band room's exit. Dr lee turnt his head from his conducting post , and glanced at me with those eyes of dismal. I can fell his eyes telling me this, " Sorry,gabriel... i have tried my best to help you". "Good bye Gabriel " , he voiced. Immediately, the band turnt and look at me. The pitiful organism that got rejected, or should i say dejected. I braved out of the band room and close the door. As the door close, my heart sank. It was like closing the portal and heading to another dimension. I had left the sanctuary i held the highest esteem in. The next moments i experienced could not be described in words, but only a mere draft of what happened. My emotions overwhelmed me , as i was assailed by the sound of the band behind me. Slowly, i walked down the stairs. For every step i took, i thought of the friends i made during the past 3 months stay. Pleasant yet bearingly pain-staking.
Passing by the lobby, i looked deeply into the general office on my left for one last time and the mellow field on my right. I headed towards the school gate, knowing that it would most probably be the last time for me to step into this school. Parked outside was the car of my parents, i went into the car and pondered about my future prospects in another school.
I was seriously in deep thoughts, thinking of what should happen/going to happen next. My dad was asking about my appeal , and i was trying to hid my emotions when communicating with him. My speech was affected during the journey home.
Joel was the first to send some comforting messages to me. Thanks Joel. At least i was remembered. I was thinking of those nice j1s,j2s i know closely. Joel,edwina,william,brendan..etc...came to my mind. That was when the sky started tearing. Big drops of rain fell from the heaven. I secretly shed 2 drops of tears as well.