N3w Lif3 In Be5t@rI !

Pheiw...Finally! Thx to MEE KOON now I have some photo to put on. I appreciate my old friends from BSD1 asking how's my new school and something like that. Thank you very much, Guys! Photo above show some of my good friends ( classmate). Thank god we can get along easily. Honestly, those guys are more friendly than I expect, guess i should have a better instinct.I'm not sure that you've noticed, but as you can see...I'm the darkest one! (T.T)



Z..z..z.., Nowadays life is not easy, especially you have to
DO YOUR DUTY when other students is noisy. I realized that being probation prefects was not easy, everyday you have to HALAU student for not staying in class during recess. All my excitement thrilled down when comes to guard the stairs. 8 months has passed and Thank god again! I have already passed and become real prefect. By that, I noticed there's hundred of ways of student hiding their phone, I'm very sorry when I found their phone. (During SPOTCHECK). Haha..

PrimARy SkUl LiFe

When I was standard 4 in Desa Jaya. I always heard rumors and gossip about a certain teacher. This year, kids said to take any teacher except Mrs. Xie, my chinese teacher. Of course in elementary, we did not have a choice of which teacher to choose. Boy, I was shocked when I glanced at the window that had my schedule. Just by looking at that plain white piece of paper sticking on a safety-glass window, I knew it was going to be a bad year. The old, grouchy, strict, and mean Mrs. Xie would be my teacher. No problems, all I need to do is stand in front of the class and speak memorized parts. Of course, I never finish my homework. The shyness that accompanied me my whole life did not help me much either. I simply did my homework in standard 4 and 5; thus, it could not be that bad. Even if I do blush like a cherry and turn red like after eating Atomic Fireballs, my schoolwork were displayed to classmates I see everyday. As usual, nothing could go wrong.
That's what I thought. The season changed with cold rains and blistering chills to blooming flowers and emerging birds. It was spring, and the school year would be over soon.