3 weeks has passed since the first day of school, I’m still in a dilemma on whether to transfer or not. It’s a critical year and I’ve finally made up my mind to rebel the intense control from my parents. Obliging me to attend a “school” which is completely similar to the deathly abyss of hell and wasted 4 years is way over my patience. I started discussing tolerantly with my parents but they don’t seem to show any positive sign or whatsoever. Instead, the self-proclaimed perfectionist voodoo doll dad persists on making stories about my notorious behavior in school in front of my unstoppable gripping machine mother. Thus, I am here dumped into the valley of death with literally no way to go.
What my future holds is a huge query for me, in this critically significant year what I must accomplished is to get good grades for my SPM. I shifted all the school problems to the extremity of my brain; thinking about it will only lead me to devastating brain dysfunction. Going back at 4.00, I shall fully utilize my time wisely and practically. Instead of procrastinating and being an indolent individual, I must now lug all my homework and reference books to my dad’s table and develop into a nerd.
I shall return back in the future and set my school in flames and inferno.
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