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at 12:23 AM

Yesterday was RAG Day. A day where I've learnt how to make flowers using tissue paper(taught by Pn. Nor!). The day started off with an unpleasant morning. Only finger counts of students came to school for my class, the others absent. Things have gone worst when 4 of us were late for accounts class due to the interact meeting. Which makes Pn.F went even benggang. I'm quite pity for her actually. I could see the efforts she put on her teaching. Especially to science class students. Somehow, we gave her a kind of feeling that her teaching is not well appreciated. She might have been rude when she speaks, she might have scolded us for unnecessary reasons, but after all, she is a teacher. And us as a student, respect is all we have to do. Fighting over her, or being not satisfied with her teaching wouldn't bring any benefits at all to us.

My dear friend,

if you happen to read this, this shows how we are concern about you. Yes, from all of us. It is nice to hear if you haven't given up yet. But just to let you know that, it's really saddening for us to see our friends slowly getting out of the track and lost their way. For the money our parents had invested on us, for their hope on us, for making them proud on us, I hope the day when we collect our results next year, no regrets would left behind. As a friend, I have no rights to control, but to give advise. We only hope you would understand. It is still not too late. Fighting alone may be tough, but it's a different story when people around you, when all your friends are working hard together. And, that is the power of influence in friendship.

Currently nineteen. Still figuring out about life, still have phobia on snakes. Favourite quotes: 'Dare to dream big, work them out by Z-A.' Know me better through my personal space here. :)