Today,I have an English writing class.I’m very anxious about it,because i often get B,seldom get A.I know I didn’t do well on it,but i don’t how to improve it.But our teacher told us to talk with my partner to introduce myself,I think i will do well on it.I can tell my friends my hobby,all about my life in English.I’m very happy!!Smile And I got 98 scores on my french test.I really love french~Today is a wonderful days to me.What about you?

Well,come to think of it…it had been five years for me in school.

The day I took a step out of the school,right after my final exam  ends,i took a sigh.A relief?Nope,but was just a sigh that how things had turn up to end so fast.When you are in school,u would really want to leave it as soon as possible.When you are free like the bird,you would want to just go back and relive it.

Whatever it is,i had had a wonderful and splendid life in school,Catholic High School,PJ.

Time,they say,is the final key for life.Yet,time,they say was also a grim reaper that grabs everything in its way for it never stops killing.Time,they say,was also an angel coming down from heaven blessing you on your holy road of life.

And i was a really strict and fierce prefect.Imagine a real cutie wearing short pants with a big tie around his neck scolding a form 5 student.I did not know what type of guts ran through my blood veins that time.I wanted to be a prefect because I like to straighten things up,my nature.Well,i passed,it was common sense for the question they asked in the interview.Well,i became a prefect and a good one i suppose.I did not break a single rule in the school.AHAHAHA. But nevertheless i was a reasonable one which not a single student dare to challenge me for i was also the debater of my block.

I could still remember the first day when i took my heavy step into that horrible school.It looked so scary.And hey,i was only a little kid that time when i was form one.Due to my bad results in UPSR (2A 4B 1C),i was in a quite bad class? Yeah. Nevertheless i worked my way up and thrown in everything i got into my studies.

I was nominated as the head prefect that year for form two but my situation in class halted me from being one.The seniors can only choose a head prefect from the good good classes and i was definitely not one of them.Thats RACIST !!!!. HAHAAHHA. Joking.

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