As usual, we got assembly EVERY Thursday to recite a doa for our qualifying and also for the O Level examinations which is "not very long" from now.

It was a happy morning for me yesterday. Everything happened during the assembly was ok.

Principal: Have you all got the past year papers already? Ok, you will all have revision in the hall every week soon. You all need more revision.
*Everyone clapping*
Principal: Your oral examinations is coming soon and...
*Everyone clapping*
Principal: For those of you who have long hair, I think you will have a haircut today.
*Silence*

My heart almost stopped beating. There was a spot check! The discipline teachers are busting people who do not wear school ties, who have long hair, who wore fancy socks and shoes.

All subject teachers left the hall when the spot check is conducted. Students stayed back. We were being checked row-by-row. My chemistry teacher was among those who helped catching "rules breakers". When it's my row's turn, I remained calm and walked out of the hall. My chemistry teacher did not notice anything wrong with me.

Nazrin, who was standing behind me that time began to congratulate me, "Wah so lucky you! So lucky!". But I wasn't so certain that it's over.

As we walked out of the hall, there were 3 discipline teachers on the lookout! I remained calm again. I keep my hands in my pocket and walk with my chest high. Also, I did not try to make any eye contact with any of the discipline teacher.

As I walked, suddenly, a right hand was held upon my chest, stopping me from any movements. I looked up at the teacher, giving him a what-the-fuck-are-you-doing-touching-my-chest look. But he barely gave me a smile, greatly expecting me to know what to do next. I then surrendered. My hair's too long, at least longer than their limits.

We were formed into three lines, where each line of students were waiting for their hair to be cut. I chose to stand on the line where the deputy principal were the one who cut as he looked more softer and lenient than the other discipline teachers.

My hair looked very weird. Nevertheless, I went to cut my hair again at a REAL salon for "repair". At least it looked better now.

***

GCE O Level June results were out!

I got CP for Malay and BP for English! I may be so unlucky that my hair was cut early in the morning but my luck changed as I got credit for my Malay! Hurray!

Unfortunately, most of the Chinese in my class got a D for Malay, which they need at least a C.

They were so soo disappointed that they feel like speaking Malay everyday at school for improvements.