Sunday, 25 August 2013

Memory 2

The continuation of the first...

So the turning point was I study hard to get back to be in class A of course. But unfortunately for me, the kids were pretty much brighter than me and I didn't work hard enough I guess. So, I stayed inside class B,  I met my best friends and all. It was always fun playing jokes with them. They were all funny. Since I'm always a ignorant person, they kept bully me with a lot of love. It was not bullying because of hate. I loved the friends I had then, I care a lot about them in my own way. From a quiet kid I became a noisy one with restriction as well. I hate speaking in front of the class even until now, I'm easily nervous.

This is boring. I will write another. This is no fun. :)

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