Public school entrance exam
I had "daikon" miso soup as I requested in the morning. It was the same on the morning of the entrance exam for the private school. Well, I didn't request it that time, but I passed the exam when I had this, so for good luck I requested it this time.
Am I being too concerned?
I went to the bathroom twice, and my mom drove me to the high school, where the exam was being held.
Everyone looked smart to me, making me feel hesitant and impatient.
The teachers escorted to our own classrooms where we were to take the test.
As I was going up the stairs, I fell and sprained my feet. I ended up taking the test alone in the nurse's office. This is so miserable, super miserable.
I pressed the watch I borrowed from my mom against my ears, and tried to relax.
Departure
Yay, I passed! Both mine and my mom's faces were messy with tears.
I'm going to put forth all my stength, and try my best to make lots of friends, and to be careful not to fall!
Dinner was hamburger as my request.
I'm so happy as if I'm the hero.
I forgot all about the pain of forcing a body that I could not control, to study like mad. Oh this is such a wonderful feeling.
But theres some loneliness. I have to start out with a handicap. My inability of controlling myself is becoming more obvious. Even my walking is unsteady. When I'm about to bump into someone, I can't quickly move away.
I'm going to walk on the side of the hallway. I'll probably be the center of attention with my new friends. This isn't something I can hide, so I guess I should just show my true self from the beginning.-or so I think inside my head, but I'm worried. I don't know if I'll be able to keep up. I wonder what's going to happen with P.E.
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