With every pending journey, there's a fairy ending but with every term at school there was a final exam to do. When the welcome was done and grace period was gone, studying got more and more serious then prepping had to get very furious as the end was just around the corner and we all had to get bolder for the insurance of acceptable grades and assurance of a comfortable holiday to come after, so the end was to be justified by the means. Whatever subjects you surely had confidence in where the anchor to your hopeful excellence so the remaining rejected options had to be sorted in your plans if you wanted to survive the consequences awaiting the results of your assessment. There was Beginning of term (BOT) that was widely disliked because its timing was too early and got so many unaware, so if your holiday was full of chilling and party just beware only one week was available to see yourself capable of saving your buttocks from the infamous "Kadaala" . Kadaala was more of ...
Talking about food, the feeding was good as long as you had your tool (slung for fork or spoon) right next to you. Before eating you had to ensure your tool is in the right possession because the rate of transition of ownership was proportional to your friendships. If you'd dodge sharing, there were people good at stealing and if you are unlucky you end up typing (using your hands to eat), to be clear it was shaming as meals had to be in the dinning hall so you had to borrow or buy yours. The dining hall had divisions more like segregation according to class, the Advanced level students (Senior 5 & 6) would enjoy the refreshing annex which was the verandah of the D.H as the rest of us were squeezing ourselves inside the oven like D.H. Inside, we still had to respect tables by class and instinct would be able to guide us. Besides that boys and girls wouldn't mix and to fix this, most girls would sit outside so we don't collide. There were three kinds of individuals tha...