My Learning career

When I was a child, I cried and asked my mother to take me to school ~
Eager to learn ~
Mom says my age is too small ~ Finally, I was impatient ~ Let's talk about it yourself.
My family is very close to the school ~ So I took a bench and a pencil.
They are in class when I go ~
I opened the door and said, "Teacher, I want to go to school ."
Students laugh and make a mess ~ The teacher said, "Go out !!
I cried and went back.
Later, it was easy for me to go to school at the age of 7.
I have a good teacher ~
I am very naughty. I often make trouble with her and don't do my homework, because I can take double hundred
That teacher is really good ~ Never beat people ~
This is a harsh time ~
The teacher is the God in my heart, even if my mom beat me, I will also say: I will tell you to go
Later, in grade 3, I went to school in the city. Xin Ji was in the first week of school. The teacher beat me with a pair of legs because I spoke to my deskmate ~ Very grievance ~ That is, the teacher is a demon, and it is uncomfortable to see them.
When the students were playing in the corridor, they saw the teacher come over and always entered the classroom.
Then ~ Penalty station ~ You cannot go home after school ~ Numb ~ Used ~
I have always been a baby girl
I got into high school with good scores that year, with a mathematics score of 135 ~ Basic full score
After introduction, I went to our aristocratic school-sind School.
It is a completely closed school, which is very painful.
I like freedom and carefree ~ Maybe I am naive.
The rebellious blood in my body broke out completely and skipped class ~ Deliberately find trouble for the teacher
In the last year, I started to transfer ~
Transfer to our vocational education center to pugao ~ Go to grade 1 again ~
Wasted a year ~ I am wronged when I got to this point ~
I used to look at the loose environment of vocational education, but since the year I transferred
The vocational education system has been changed to semi-closed ~ Alas ~ Helpless ~ Unlucky ~ Pain ~
Drinking, smoking, fighting ~~
In the second half of my sophomore year, I really couldn't stand it anymore ~
Dropping out of school ~ I am also bored with my dad. Let me go to my uncle's factory to work ~
My life is bitter and tiring, but every time my dad calls me and asks if I want to go to school, I will refuse
Finally, I won ~ Dad gave me a college, which is the Information Engineering vocational college I am currently waiting for. The difference is that I am a TV University (here I am only a substitute), and TV University is very discriminated against here ~ I have endured it ~
In fact, the university is not the System of High School. The teacher is only responsible for lectures. Even if there are only a few people in the classroom, he will talk about it, and no matter what you don't understand ~
There is plenty of time to rest and entertain ~
Actually, the University fully depends on the self-learning ability ~
So I am still confused, learning and learning what I like. College is a nightmare and a paradise for me ~
Very happy, very free, very good ~
You can build your own dream world.