There's only less than 100 days left.
Then I'll graduate.
After 15 days, I'll be 15 years old.
Everything is gonna change.
I know I can. I can do everything I want.

I want to go to another high school.
Still I haven't decided which to go. I know I have to work hard so that I can go to a better one.

The weather is getting better.
The wind is blowing heavily.
Everything seems to be like the days we spent together last Septembder.
LT gave me encouragement.
The strong wind gave me power.
So that I could run towards spiritedly.
The wind is blowing like before. I don't know if LT is different now.
Maybe I am different now. I'm moving on.

I like science more than before. That's a good sign.
I'm working hard for physics, chemistry and maths every day.
I hope there's a good result for my hard work.

I love my class so much.
ES. 2002-3.
After these crazy days, we'll leave. Our lovely home will become a memory. A tender memory.
And, maybe some of us will never see each other again.
It's sad. But that's life.
We just come in and get out all the time.

I'm fighting for my dreams!