from tampines to kent ridge

Confused, blindsided, and directionless was how I felt when I read the text message which said I was posted to my third choice, an option I merely inserted without much thought. In the small window between results posting and the first day of JC orientation, I thought it would be worthwhile to shoot my shot at appealing into ACJC. There was a glimmer of hope as the rugby teacher-in-charge pulled me aside whilst I was waiting in line at the school’s reception asking if I wanted to play rugby for AC. I gleefully agreed as it would tremendously bolster my appeal into the school; which thus commenced the wait for JC orientation. Had my school uniform on, backpack zipped up, shoelaces tied, just patiently waiting for a call to say “welcome to ACJC! hope you’re all set to attend the orientation today!”. But to no avail. <a href="https://medium.com/@harizjailani/from-tampines-to-kent-ridge-11c621e67367">Learn More</a>