Determining Day

                That day, I was there, watching it all happened. That day came as a determination for me, if I would be a student in 3 Senior High School Bandung or not. It was such as a heart breaking, even though I was not really hoping that I could be a student in this great school. At that time I just thought I would find a school that fixed with my UN score, but in fact 3 Senior High School was one of my choices. So that day must have happened in my life.

                That day, first thing that I did, I just stayed at home because my parents would take care of my registration, so I just prayed at home that I could enter a school which had a good influence for me and for my future. At the same time, I was watching my computer, saw the list of people’s registration that had registered to 3 Senior High School, but later on after that, my mom called me and told me to went to 4 Senior High School Bandung  to check if there was a change for me to enter that school so I could have a preparations for another planed if I couldn’t enter 3 Senior High School, but when I was checking the list with my cousin in 4 Senior High School, my mom called me again and told me to went to 3 Senior High School because my parents had given my file form to 3 Senior High School.

                My cousin drove me to 3 Senior High School, when I arrived, I stepped my foot right on the Kalimantan 3 Senior High School’s gate. I meant to find my parents to know my position at the list but when I was at the corridor I got myself stuck there, stared at the monitor that shown a list of every people’s UN score, I felt uneasier again to feel calm inside. Now, I began to wondering to myself “Will am I being thrown away to another school? Or what ?!”   I never knew about my destiny. Finally, I met my parents, I asked them “where is my position now?” they said calmly “Just go there and find your position at monitor.” I tried to see the monitor with my cousin at the holly crowded people that wanted registered “Oh what?! 19^th?  Am I… ? will be thrown?!” wondered inside my mind, but as I kept wondering in my mind my cousin said “You’ll save in that position. Don’t worry!” he tried to cheer me up. But I guessed everyone knew that if the quota student from out Bandung was 26 people who would get a chair 3 Senior High School, I didn’t know if I should feel save or not, but I was trying to. Until my other cousin who had accompanied my parents from the beginning registration told me that if five or it might be more than that, if it should, would be thrown out from the list if their score were lower than students who counted from in town, I asked “Why?”  panicked, my other cousin said “To make the condition fair, have you ever thought that if the students who counted as out town were allowed to enter 3 Senior High School even their score were lower then the students from in town, who cannot enter 3 Senior High School just because the quota, but in fact their score were higher than students from out town, the students from in town must be arguing about it.” I answered smoothly “oh.. I see.” . I thought it was right I shouldn’t argue about it, but now I must had been in the line of list that would be kicked out. It was one hour again to the registration closing, I stood in my silent and kept saw for the queue of people that still had affairs with registration, oh you knew what I felt it was bothering my mind.

                The teachers that handle the registration still made a move, and the teacher who his job was announce the updated information kept said with his microphone “for everyone who the score is 37 or more than that please from now having the registration.” And one more “We beg, please for everyone that have the score 37 or even more than that have a sign right now, to make it clear for the list.” And twice, and same for the next.

 The announcer announced every 5 minutes left, now it was a half hour again to the closing, I and my cousin was trying to see the list again. When we walked to the monitor, we passed by with my cousin’s friend, I saw him, was holding his cousin, who was crying, my cousin asked him “Why is she crying?” he answered “Oh, my cousin feels confused now, because her score is 37,20 and she is in the line of the end of the quota. She is counted as the student who will enter 3 Senior High School but the problem is, there are 5 people that have the same score with her, so it makes her confuse because now the decision is belong to the school side to choose one of them.”  “Oh.. how terrible” my cousin said slowly. “So how about you? Is that your cousin?” asked my cousin’s friend to my cousin. “Oh sure, she’s my cousin. We’re still waiting too.” Answered my cousin “Oh, I see. And how about your cousin’s score?” asked to my cousin again “She got 37,45.” My cousin answered. “Oh your cousin can enter 3, I’m sure about it.”  He said. “Oh I think so, thanks.” answered my cousin. “You heard that? I’ve said that you’ll save, just trust me.” My cousin cheered me up.

Unnoticed it was 15 minutes to the closing, the time left was bringing to me to hope and to believe again. The announcer now began to announce the time to the closing, every minutes he told us. My two cousins just grinned to me, it meant that might be they believe if would enter 3 Senior High School, but the time was still moving and there was still no word to said it had done, behind the time that killed, there was a change to a possibility to everything that we never knew. I was still standing and waiting just for an answered. It was 10 minutes again every people began to feel stressed enough to wait. One person started to scream a sentence “Close NOW!!” and every minutes that brought us to the closing there were more people that said “CLOSE! CLOSE!”. You would never know the feeling when I was there, but if I said Happy New Year Celebrating I thought now you could imagine if it was sort of like that. There, every people now became wilder than ever was, the time shown us that it was now just 10 seconds to the closing, every people now came near to the monitor and began to count with screaming voices

“ 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, CLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSEEEEE NOWWW!!!!!!”

At that moment all people shouted a loud of screaming, happy, and everything that we felt there we shown it. It was like wow, you couldn’t believe even for me too never believe that I’ve ever felt that moment. And even for the reporters, teachers, people and then my cousins too, seemed like they didn’t want to lose this moment too, so all of them recorded it with their own gadgets. But there was a sad sight too, for every people that had not a change to enter 3 Senior High School felt frustrated and tears were all falling through their cheek. My cousin record my expression when I was there, they said congratulation to me and my parents too. I really happy that time all my questions was answered that time, if my place was in 3 Senior High School Bandung. But I knew it wasn’t an ending but it was just a beginning to start to work hard, here, in 3 Senior High School Bandung.