♥ Monday, January 07, 2008 ♥
School SUCKS.
7 January 2007
Damn. Only the third day back to school and I'm already hating it like hell. Not that I don't hate it in the past ... But, whatever, new year, new start. I actually thought the first few weeks, even months would be totally fine but I was wrong.
Anyway. I'm making a big fuss out of nothing. But no, actually it's not nothing because it IS something.
Fucking school bags damn HEAVY, it's killing me.
Biggest case of the year.
No. Not really.
Are they crazy?? Shoulders strained with all those books which seem to get thicker and thicker every year. And worst part : there's no lockers in our school. If there are I wouldn't complain so much, seriously. But actually, my mum is a teacher at my school, so her car is always parked there, and her car has always been my sort-of-locker.
Thank goodness for that.
But the distance from my class to my mum's car is a long way away lor.
Some days there were even 6 thick text books!!! SIX. Last year my sister got EIGHT. Crazy or not?? People's shoulders are sloping horribly already lah. Hands are also crooked from carrying so many books...
=.=
Going to school is no different from being a construction worker if things go on like that. Carry bricks, carry books. I'd rather carry bricks. For a day anyway. Errrgh. If you don't bring your text book, purposely or accidentally, the stupid teachers will still chop your head off and demerit your marks. Demerit, demerit, demerit*. Is that all they know?? Except for hypnotizing all of us in class, demeriting students seem to be their only other specialty. Oh. Yeah. And complaining about long hair, and long nails.
Greatest and most talented people in the world.
Hell yeah.
Things aren't getting any better. Some of us, WTs included, need to pin name tags on our school uniform. I forgot (accidentally, DUH) to bring my name tag to school, and, like the honest and good girl I am, I told my seniors that I forgot to bring my name tag. I'm sure they wouldn't have noticed if I didn't tell them.
Oh well.
And you know what?? Besides jotting down our "wrong-doing" (MY ARSE), we still need to pay RM1. You can say "RM1 only what" if you want, but FORGETTING YOUR NAME TAG ACCIDENTALLY, AND YOU HAVE TO FUCKING PAY RM1 is just way too ... too ... CRAZY.
Tell me you've never forgotten a thing before. I'll lick your feet. I'll kiss your ass. I'll do whatever you want me to do if you can prove to me that you've NEVER forgotten a single thing in your whole life. Except if you're a new born baby.
*rolls eyes*
And they're my SENIORS. Not even teachers. I wouldn't have minded so much if they were teachers, honestly.
Oh, and of course, there are the prefects. Stupid, superior, proud like hell prefects. (Exception of a very few of them) So, you've got the power to demerit people. So what?? Means you can demerit every single person who blinked at you?
Damn.
I sure will never forget the stupid prefect last year. Mad person. Hey. Come on. Your hair is just slightly too long (fucking school rules), only like, 0.2 cm longer and you have to cut it. Even if it's 1 cm, it's a bit too .... EH. It's ONE CENTIMETER only ok?? What do you think, ten feet long??
=.=
Can't they even let us go and not demerit (BLAH BLAH THIS WORD DO NOT EXIST) us or sending us to the Discipline Room to have our free student hair cut from the discipline teachers??
Free hair cut, oh my. If only the discipline teachers are professionals.
Okay. Whatever.
I HATE SCHOOL.
=(
Oops. I mean, Zoo. Jail. Dungeon. WHATEVER.
So looking forward to carrying 6 whole blocks of paper bricks tomorrow. I don't know how the A class people do it. I don't know how they can stand all the strain. Stupid school rules. So many paper bricks to carry every single day. Hrrmp. Probably because 3/4 of the A class are occupied by prefects.
And we know prefects are always goody-goodies, they never complain, they are the teacher's pets, they never did wrong. Perfect prefects.
Okay, I know some great prefects that aren't way too overboard but still quite strict and responsible. But I know some who are hated by all, and are using their "power" too much.
*sighs and shakes head*
I pity those A class students.
Wish me luck in burning the paper castle will you? Or better yet just help me do it.
*I SAID demerit this world doesn't exist. Demerited. Dee-meh-reet-ed. Hah. This word sounds plain weird and stupid, and I don't even know if it really existed. Thus this word should never be spoken or written by human, ever again.
* Go Back *
Damn. Only the third day back to school and I'm already hating it like hell. Not that I don't hate it in the past ... But, whatever, new year, new start. I actually thought the first few weeks, even months would be totally fine but I was wrong.
Anyway. I'm making a big fuss out of nothing. But no, actually it's not nothing because it IS something.
Fucking school bags damn HEAVY, it's killing me.
Biggest case of the year.
No. Not really.
Are they crazy?? Shoulders strained with all those books which seem to get thicker and thicker every year. And worst part : there's no lockers in our school. If there are I wouldn't complain so much, seriously. But actually, my mum is a teacher at my school, so her car is always parked there, and her car has always been my sort-of-locker.
Thank goodness for that.
But the distance from my class to my mum's car is a long way away lor.
Some days there were even 6 thick text books!!! SIX. Last year my sister got EIGHT. Crazy or not?? People's shoulders are sloping horribly already lah. Hands are also crooked from carrying so many books...
=.=
Going to school is no different from being a construction worker if things go on like that. Carry bricks, carry books. I'd rather carry bricks. For a day anyway. Errrgh. If you don't bring your text book, purposely or accidentally, the stupid teachers will still chop your head off and demerit your marks. Demerit, demerit, demerit*. Is that all they know?? Except for hypnotizing all of us in class, demeriting students seem to be their only other specialty. Oh. Yeah. And complaining about long hair, and long nails.
Greatest and most talented people in the world.
Hell yeah.
Things aren't getting any better. Some of us, WTs included, need to pin name tags on our school uniform. I forgot (accidentally, DUH) to bring my name tag to school, and, like the honest and good girl I am, I told my seniors that I forgot to bring my name tag. I'm sure they wouldn't have noticed if I didn't tell them.
Oh well.
And you know what?? Besides jotting down our "wrong-doing" (MY ARSE), we still need to pay RM1. You can say "RM1 only what" if you want, but FORGETTING YOUR NAME TAG ACCIDENTALLY, AND YOU HAVE TO FUCKING PAY RM1 is just way too ... too ... CRAZY.
Tell me you've never forgotten a thing before. I'll lick your feet. I'll kiss your ass. I'll do whatever you want me to do if you can prove to me that you've NEVER forgotten a single thing in your whole life. Except if you're a new born baby.
*rolls eyes*
And they're my SENIORS. Not even teachers. I wouldn't have minded so much if they were teachers, honestly.
Oh, and of course, there are the prefects. Stupid, superior, proud like hell prefects. (Exception of a very few of them) So, you've got the power to demerit people. So what?? Means you can demerit every single person who blinked at you?
Damn.
I sure will never forget the stupid prefect last year. Mad person. Hey. Come on. Your hair is just slightly too long (fucking school rules), only like, 0.2 cm longer and you have to cut it. Even if it's 1 cm, it's a bit too .... EH. It's ONE CENTIMETER only ok?? What do you think, ten feet long??
=.=
Can't they even let us go and not demerit (BLAH BLAH THIS WORD DO NOT EXIST) us or sending us to the Discipline Room to have our free student hair cut from the discipline teachers??
Free hair cut, oh my. If only the discipline teachers are professionals.
Okay. Whatever.
I HATE SCHOOL.
=(
Oops. I mean, Zoo. Jail. Dungeon. WHATEVER.
So looking forward to carrying 6 whole blocks of paper bricks tomorrow. I don't know how the A class people do it. I don't know how they can stand all the strain. Stupid school rules. So many paper bricks to carry every single day. Hrrmp. Probably because 3/4 of the A class are occupied by prefects.
And we know prefects are always goody-goodies, they never complain, they are the teacher's pets, they never did wrong. Perfect prefects.
Okay, I know some great prefects that aren't way too overboard but still quite strict and responsible. But I know some who are hated by all, and are using their "power" too much.
*sighs and shakes head*
I pity those A class students.
Wish me luck in burning the paper castle will you? Or better yet just help me do it.
*I SAID demerit this world doesn't exist. Demerited. Dee-meh-reet-ed. Hah. This word sounds plain weird and stupid, and I don't even know if it really existed. Thus this word should never be spoken or written by human, ever again.
* Go Back *
♥ craving chocolate kisses ..
11:24 PM
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