Tat year i went 4 d school camping organised by KRS which i think is the 1st time in schl. We really enjoyed ourselves vry much in tat camp although vry5 tiring n torturing. Being tortured under the hot sun n doing diffilcult stuff... But the memory which i won't forget is the 'Operasi Burung Hantu' where all of us need 2 get into the rubber tree estate without torchlight n oni depends on the rope tied from tree to tree,summore the trainer oso impersonate as ghost 2 scare us. Waiseh...we all gathered there sharp 12 midnite n we need 2 sit on the road there b4 entering...summore on our left n right are the graves. So scary man...coz when we go in,need 2 bring along joss stick as well. Really crazy lar...they all...make fun of us...coz sum of us r really scared until scream vry loudly n even cry. Tat's d story in form1 camping xperience.
Then in form2 i guess tat's our most victorious year in KRS n oso schl. Bcoz there r no othr schl in Manjung tat hav girls platoon 2 go for the marching competition,then we represented Manjung district. In state level there r oni 2 girls platoon competing n our platoon r chosen 2 represent Perak state for the national level competition in Penang. There i hav pblm wif my parents...when was bout 2 go 4 d competition liao...we need 2 get parents signature for approving us 2 go n the pblm occured is my parents don allow me 2 go at d vry last min(on the day b4 departure)...all of tat is juz bcoz of d sentence in d form which stated 'Sehubungan dengan perkara di atas, dengan ini saya mengakui tidak akan menuntut sebarang tindakan terhadap pihak sekolah sekiranya berlaku kemalangan menimpa kepada anak saya'... Then d nxt day,my parents go 2 schl n hav a quarrel wif d principal n said won't allow me 2 go...so teruk man...then went bck home i hav a quarrel oso(so sad)...i kept staying in my room hoping my parents will change their mind. 1 hour b4 time of departure suddenly they called me n even prepare lunch 4 me...ask me quickly eat n pack my bag. Oh god...was so happy n my tears roll down. Reach schl a bit late...luckily they haven't left me...n every1 was so happy 2 c me joining them as they r worried who'll lead them if i was nt going. Tat's a sad n happy memory i guess...To those friends tat work 2gether n co-operate wif me during those years....thank you n sorry if i've done sumthing wrong.

In form3,my most terrible year wif lots of pblm. Parents don allow me 2 join KRS marching competition but i was so stubborn tat i persuaded them n promise them,tat will b my last year going. So they allowed me to but nt so happy wif my decision coz hav 2 sit 4 PMR exam tat year. After tat,dono wat im so bzy wif in schl,evryday walk in n out of my clssroom 2gether wif a frend until there's 1 teacher tat called us 'peronda sekolah'...a few teachers start getting worried bout me as PMR is nearing. But then finally wif my last 1 month hard work...i got a gd result in my PMR exam at d end of the year. My parents din scold me n teachers oso was surprise+happy wif my results.

Woh...wat a long grandmother story here...ok lar...tat's all bout lower secondary school life. So will still continue wif story bout my school life in part three...chao...
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