My friends and I went to the assembly at 6th period together. We found some good seats and sat down, it was the best seats ever. It was the first row at the center of the auditorium. For me, it was the best seats ever is because that we are sitting with the freshmans from music department, for me, it’s fun….it’s just that there’s a certain feeling of happiness or excitment to be with the musicians. And for my friend, the guy she like was only two seat away from her. With all this excitment and happiness, of course some of the happiness is for the future show, the assembly.
But sadly, the head of the visual department told my teacher that there weren’t enough seats and so we have to go. All the freshmans in our art class have to go. It was so sad, I was really depressed because that I can’t watch the assembly and this other thing… If you let me choose to either watch the assembly or to get that seat for 3 minute, I would go for the assembly. Even though we try to talk our teacher through, but in the end, only one choice can be make, and we left sadly, filled with anger.
What I was angry about wasn’t the lucky seat we have to leave, it was that I couldn’t watch the assembly. And another thing, it was ONLY our class that didn’t get to go. I believed it was only our class, but if it was, it wasn’t fair, it was like our class is the worst in the school. It was just not fair.
Our happiness for 3 minute, got burned by a 1 second life time.
