• While I don't quite remember the past very well and what happened exactly, I know I can remember fourth year and now.
Fourth year was a real journey. It was a complete experience different from level one middle school and fourth year was probably not what I expected before I got into it.
There were so many new things to get a grasp of. For example, the added subject History and, let me tell you, I was NOT pleased with my exam results back then but now I'm getting a hang of it.
Anywho, fourth year also showed me the often kokurikulum that I was unpleased of going to every Wednesday. Back then I was so confused and I didn't know what the clubs were so I just picked the ones that my dad told me were easier.
Either that, or since I recall, I just wanted to be with Ahilia since she was always the "leader" of our friendship. (Unfortunately some of my chosen clubs aren't the same with Ahilia's due to the sake of my crippling worry of things being too hard.)
The first day of kokurikulum was rough. I can only remember the confused face o' mine that I had expressed while others stayed calm as if it was a normal day which didn't make sense to me since some of them were also newer to this sort of thing and yet they were calmer than me, which I admit made me jealous.
Once the teachers started calling out the clubs and where they should go, I had listened intently (more than I do usually, anyway.)
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