Thursday, November 20, 2008
This is a poem of the excitement getting my results.

Please enjoy.


Today we wake up
Then we had to brush up
And we had to go to school.
Everydays a bore but time to act cool.
To get our P-S-L-E results
12pm we waited outside
Thinking would I have done well,
Knowing that the paper was the same.
1pm the moment of truth,
Its time to face the every fear.
Or listen my results by ear.
Had to wait.
And had to be late.
I saw my marks,
And my teacher gave me remarks.
All I got was a 225,
And 4 straight As.
Time to go home and CE-LE-BRATE !


Kowen |+| 6:28 PM

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