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DEAR DIARY

: WACHIRAWIT CHANHOM and PROMPRUIT SNITWONGSE : NATJANAN MONGKOLSUPAWAN

27 May 1957
Dear my beloved Banana, my first day of high school
kinda sucked! It was not what I expected. Everything was
chaotic! Nothing was like what I had imagined. The room
was dirty. More importantly... HOW CAN I AND GAZILLIONS
OF MY FRIENDS TO FIT IN THIS TINY RAT HOLE!. I’m
blaming whoever arranged the classroom.
Then, the first class of my high school started.
“Shut up, folks. The class is starting,” he shouted
“My name is Kimiligar and I’m your class adviser. Obey
or get out of my class!” The class, which was full of
chatter, suddenly fell into silence with the introduction of
the new tyrant.
“This will be a terrible year” Seng, one of my friends
who sat beside me, whispered. stand as still as a stone for another hour Finally, the sound of heaven, I
I nodded in agreement. while she was ranting at the students thought.
about rules and stuff during her home
“What? I haven’t even finished my
“You there, come up here!” The teacher pointed at me
claiming that I was the one disobeying her. room period. I didn’t pay much attention first argument! Why does the school
though. All I was doing, as well as my
give me so little time to teach all this,”
“This is the first warning! The second time you disobey
me, you GET OUT!” friends, was being frozen in the hell of the teacher shouted “Fine. Break time!”
she announced.
demonic sound that tried to kill us with
Can you imagine how terrible my first day was Banana?
But believe me, this is not the end. The demon made me her fatal voice and deadly stares. I had to endure the whole day just
“RING RING RING RING” like this. I don’t think you will believe