Hey...
So, I just sat my Standard Grade English paper on last Thursday, but I got to say, it wasn't as hard as I anticipated it to be. I mean, some close reading questions were quite confusing -- the way they were worded -- but nothing I couldn't really do. Um, so the story I wrote for my Writing paper was titled as 'The High Life'. It was the last question on the paper (question number twenty-three) and it was an imaginative writing piece. I had to develop my own setting, plot, and also characters. Most of the people chose to write on personal experience, but for me, it was hard to do. Okay, so the story went like this:
It's about a girl who was in a room with another person, and the smell of the room is unpleasant. The other person is touching her face, her nose, her lips, and in front of her, stands a mirror. As she is being touched by that person, in her head, many thoughts are swimming around: about how she doesn't like the person she's transforming into, and how that she is unable to say anything about the smell of the room as the person personally motions her to be quiet. Then, later on, she is on her way back to her home, and the driver of the taxi starts to chat with her, but she keeps quiet because she doesn't have any energy left in her to even open her mouth. When she arrives at her home, she starts for her room, and she passes a mirror on her way, and she looks at herself in the mirror, the real her, and decides that she likes this person better than the other one. A new setting, she arrives at her workplace, her shoulders are slumped forward and dark circles are forming under her eyes. She's exhausted, but no one seems to care as people around her ask her to correct her posture and do something about those hideous dark circles. A girl looks at her in silent, with an indecipherable look on her face, but she simply brushes the look off. She doesn't like it when people order her around: demand her to do something about this, something about that, and at night, when she is waiting for sleep to claim her, a bottle of sleeping pills in her hand, she thinks of taking her life away, but then when she's drifting away to sleep, flashes of her mum telling her that she loves her haunt her, and that is the only thing that keeps her going. And one day, in the room again, the person is about to do something to her cheeks, but then she says, "I only want you to apply lipstick on my lips. That only. Nothing else." And the person can't do anything other than nod, solemnly. She is excited now, because then, everyone in the world will see the real her, not the person hiding behind the thick layers of make-up anymore.
There you go. I really hope that can give me a one. Uhh, but yeah, I don't know. Just fingers crossed then, I guess.
