At the end I asked her why she talk to me at first, she told me “we are partners in first class, do you remember?” I recall again and again, finally I realized that yes she was my parents!! 

So the main point is I achieved my goal, I made a lot of friend in club. And I will never forget how she helped me, I will be a kind of person just like she.

     As it turned out, the rumors were true. I was drenched in sweat when we hadn't even gone halfway through the lesson and everyone seemed ready to faint from exhaustion, but none of the new club members dared to relax. The seniors standing over each one of us were too intimidating. New dance techniques were then taught, and seniors went to teach the juniors one-on-one. To my utmost horror, I was designated to the club captain. I did try my best to perform the moves, though, I really did, but I was so drained from exhaustion I’m sure people wouldn’t be able to distinguish me from a jerking zombie. I was certain the club captain was going to hate me. But then, after class, she came up to me and told me she thought all of us did very well. I was genuinely surprised, and we chatted for a while. I realized the seniors weren’t really mean and all-that-serious as their “position” needs them to be. They were actually very considerate and down to earth in private, when they didn't need to pressure club members into doing better. I guess we shouldn’t judge and run away from something just because of the idea you have in mind. 
     Looking back, I realized it wasn’t that bad of an experience after all, a tiring one indeed, but one definitely worth putting in all the hard work.

I have a sister who is a year and a half younger with me. Maybe it’s because of the smaller age gap or because of the personality factors, we always have endless things to say. For example: we know each other’s friends from childhood to now, so we share our school life every day. Besides our daily life, Idols, our own interest and games she likes to play are also our chat topics. Although most of the time we get along just fine, but we sometimes quarrel, too. But the good news is that as we got older, the frequence and time of our quarrels gradually decreased. Though we were still arguing about some unimportant little things, at least it was no longer a serious matter, we always reconciled quickly and continued to play together without any resentment. In short, I am very fortunate to have a sister like this to grow up with me. Without her, I think my growth process would be very boring, because there is one less playmate who can play with me. If I want to define the relationship between me and my sister, I will  Think of us as close family and friends at the same time.

At the first semester in high school, I decided to join music composition, how ever, I had a negative impression in the first class, one of the senior said”electric guitars are better than acoustic guitars” then about 20 minutes later, only 3 people chose acoustic guitar including me, from the moment I know, this club is “acoustic guitar-super unfriendly”. that’s one of the reasons that I hate my seniors and the club, also, because of the poor amount of acoustic guitar players, most of the groups didn't even have a acoustic guitar player, so I felt unconfident in the club, and I didn’t make any friends except my group members, although there are still lots of pros in the club, I still want to change my club.

I’m now a member of a guitar club that’s mainly acoustic guitar. I hope I can have a great time there, at least with less depression. above are some ”thoughts” of my old club, which kind of connect to the topic”Interpersonal relationship”.