The day before yesterday was an unforgettable day in my life. We, my classmates and me, held a farewell party. I would never forget that great time. I don’t know which words to use best expressing my emotion.
Most of my classmates arrived late (and even our teacher!). Is that a habit, using rubber – band clock, of Vietnamese??!!! 
At about 5.15pm, Ms Hà, our consultant, appeared in a red pull (rather bright! he he). She broke the ice by calling us to get out of the room to take photos. Most of us excitedly responded to her. Waiting for me to post our “works”!
The party truly started at 5.45pm. The mood began crazier and crazier. At first, all only cared about food. And then, beer, wine, songs drove us mad. I’ve never been happy, crazy, etc… like this chance. In spite of the limitation of the so – called, “tửu lượng”, I drank a lot (oh, god, I’ve never drunk beer and wine at the same time, it was really irritate!).
Drinking and singing can’t separate. With the DVD 6 – digit Karaoke player, we didn’t sing but shouted. Again we deeply showed the rhythm of “Dấu chân phía trước”. And lots of songs like Tiểu đoàn 307, năm anh em trên một chiếc xe tăng, etc… The word “shouting” is the exact one described the atmosphere at that time. I shouted so loud that I was nearly unable to talk.
Over 8 pm, Mr. Phong, our dean, came. How happy are our group when receiving a “leadership oscar medal” (belowed)
Our group had to negotiate for whom to keep this one. I was the person “take that hard responsibility”.
One more reason for not forgetting this party is that I had a chance to take photos with every girl in my class. Waiting and seeing my pictures, okay!!
The party ended at 9.30pm. Until now, I still don’t understand how I can get home safely (thanks, Gods! 
The last thing I want to tell with my classmates: I love all of you so much
Nhưng mà không sao, chỉ còn vài bữa nữa thôi mà, hì hì, cố lên!! 