Those 6 words.

  So on one not so sunny day with no clouds, no moon and no stars, I went to school as usual with my tiny bag of various unnecessary things like a storybook, and some empty exercise books. To my own teacher's request yesterday to utilize as much "fancy" words as possible, I stumbled out of my car and trudged with my pessimism into the school grounds. At the same time, I saw other students marching into school enthusiastically while I clumsily strolled down the corridor to my class. People were sleeping in class, talking or even doing their due work. The form 5 students were pacing back and forth the corridor, possibly thinking of ways to evade Pn. Low's capture. The rest of us? We just traipsed our way in and out of random classes in preparation for classes