4 July 2008

I wasn't going to post an entry today, but I just need to release my anger.

I was fucking PISSED today. SHE burst my happy pink bubble.

Why are teenagers so stressed nowadays?? I'd be damned if it isn't because of school.

Why can't teenagers go to school in peace, have fun, learn new things, and go home happily?? I'd be damned if it isn't because of some certain school teachers and endless, unreasonable amounts of homework.

Okay, I don't have unreasonable amounts of homework, but the "some certain school teachers" part?? I certainly agree.

Most teenagers are only happy to go to school to see their friends. Which, I have to say, I agree 100% too. I don't think I'd go to school without my friends. It's because of friends that I can still bear with stupid school rules.

I'm gonna blab.

A certain disgusting, much-hated, inhuman, short teacher with hair that kind of resembles a trapezium, only utterly deformed and horrible, (I think trapeziums are one of the nicest shapes, but not hers) caught me for having long hair. Not long, just longer than some people's. She caught me some time ago, and now she caught me again.

I don't blame her for catching me, because it is her duty. Instead, I appreciate her responsibility.








Nah. That was just an ass-kissing sentence.

You know, our crazy school might even track down students' blogs just to see if they are mentioned like how crazy fans might mention Paris Hilton. In fact, I think they already tracked down some. Bah. One word : LAME. They are only causing themselves some unnecessary wounds. Why investigate to find out something bad about yourself??

Do they have too much free time??

Why don't they use the free time to go clean the toilets?? To think about some certain things that actually NEED to be done?? Huh?? Or at least get rid of all the fucking crows in our school?? Aggh. How unhygienic. The crows fly from one table to another in the canteen. They peck at the rubbish in the dustbin, they pick up some leftover, dropped food on the tables, and they shit everywhere. Why?? Why don't they spend their way-too-much free time to do some things that actually MATTER?

It sure is better than to check and see what we wrote about them. It sure is better than to check and spy on somebody's life, and maybe, take that somebody off for some special counseling because she wrote a rude word in her online diary.

I have wondered for ages. What is wrong with having long hair?? Long hair is not exactly very unhygienic like ... say, long nails, maybe?? And long hair doesn't exactly affect our studies, does it?? God, what is WRONG with our school??

I am so fucking pissed.

AHHHH.

Back to Miss Trapezium. She threatened to cut off my hair if I don't cut it off on Monday. This shouldn't be allowed. Oh, no, it shouldn't. So they are teachers. They are human. We are students. We are human. Humans should treat each other equally.

Teachers have long hair. Why can't we have long hair?? I mean, hello, what's the difference?? If long hair affects our studies, will it not affect the teacher's career?? Come on. Why not?? It's the same thing, isn't it?? They say that if we have long hair, we will care too much about our hair to actually focus and concentrate in class. I call that a fucking excuse, a bunch of hocus-pocus. What about teachers?? They have long hair, they will care too much about their hair, i.e., they don't want their hair covered with chalk, and they can't focus and concentrate in teaching students.

Damn.

We are girls, okay. GIRLS. What do they want us to be, bald?? I actually think Miss Trapezium will look better bald than with her deformed coif. Yucks. I fucking hate her "I am so superior" look. Superior, my arse.

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.

I don't even know where to start. I can never ever finish complaining about our lousy school. Our school is actually sort of famous (God knows why), and many people from primary schools want to get into our school. Once they're in, they regret it. Like us. We used to have more students in our form, but in a year, actually 8 (or much, much more) transferred schools.

Oh, how I envy them.

Fucking Miss Trapezium, just you wait. One day I'll get back at you. If I can ever find more than 20 persons (teachers, family, workers, and graduates excluded) who actually likes you ...

I'D BE FUCKING DAMNED.

P.S./ School concert tomorrow. *groans* I think the fucker will be there tomorrow. Make that FUCKERS because there are more than one of them. I think there are three. Or four. Errgh. I hate them. They made me hate school.