The happiest day of my life ..........

 The happiest day of my life is seldom.If I remind myself of the day to the most hostile in my life, the mage reminds me of passing my A / L exam. I have been interested in music since I was a child .So I also studied music in the GCE Ordinary Level class .After passing the GCE Ordinary Level examination I was selected for the Advanced Level in Arts.There I selected Sinhala, Geography and Music under the Advanced Level Arts stream.





I got the required amount of knowledge in school .I was also constantly guided by my parents to get university admissions .I also made as much commitment to my A / L subjects as I could.Most of the time I study music because I am more involved in outdoor activities than studying in the classroom.




My mother was very reluctant and scared about it..but I did my best to pass the GCE Advanced Level examination in the 2019 academic year.  We did .It's very difficult for the exam .But I wrote down what I studied and memorized in the paper .I felt very relieved when I came home after writing the exam .We worked hard for the exam for about two years.I worked at the Sipara Institute of Education for about a year .I also worked on composing new songs .I created my own youtube channel so after the A / L exam I uploaded a lot of songs to it.



I remember today, March 28, 2020, I remember hearing that the results of the GCE Advanced Level examination were released.  I looked at the results thinking it would pave the way. Really very happy. My A / L pass was A2 and B1.  I'm very happy .I remember I had a z score of 1.45 .My only dream was to enter the University of Fine Arts .I had the maximum number of marks required for it .So the day I was happiest in my life was my A / L  The day I got the result. I was so happy that I passed the university because of that A / L result. I got a lot of things from the university. Life was a big change.

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