You know I was just thinking about techno music in the car.
And I realised how electrifying it really is.
But rock is far more electrifying, isn't it :)
I've been really pissed with my teachers for the past 2 days.
One kicks my table, the other openly suggests that I'm fat in front of the class, another one is PMS-ing after a student asks a question and the last one throws me back contradictory remarks about what she had just agreed to do so THEREFORE DISAGREEING IN THE END.
Mam, if I am to be refused in such an offensive way, then I'd rather have model answers than discuss the comprehension questions BECAUSE YOU CAN'T FREAKING HEAR US FROM THE BACK AND ALL 38 OF US WON'T KNOW IF YOU ACCEPT OUR ANSWERS BECAUSE OUR BRAINS WORK DIFFERENTLY.
Fish & Co with all my fellow gays next week, oh how pretty they shall look when we sit and stare at each other opposite the table, batting our eyelids, eating our "supposedly evolved from species" (AHEM AHEM) and yeah, being gay.
I'm personally very tired today but I think I'll be as high as Cloud Nine after a shower.
Today we set goals in TLL class and I have to stick to these goals in order to get my B for Math by the Mid-year exam.
I just realised how awesome Miss Ligaya Ong is- I LOVE HER because she never fails to motivate me every single lesson with her dramatic teaching ways and I was really touched when she said how good my english standard was (I AM NOT BEING EGO HERE) but no teacher has ever told me personally how well I write.
I failed English for the term, if you proud people must know because of my comprehension.
But she actually said that my comprehension just needs to be drilled for 2 months or so and I just need structure in my essays, then I'm ready to go.
I thought I was far, far away from that A1. Now it seems like it's grinning next to me from ear to ear. I WILL HUG YOU, A1, I WILL HUG YOUUUU
Okay. The teacher I've always looked up to is going through a really tough time with the class.
Suddenly I was just so overwhelmed by our indifference as seniors of the school, really.
How ungrateful we really are and how much we chase after that A instead of giving our teacher the credit she deserves- to be appreciated.
We're 15-16 year olds and our moral values are like.. crap.
Because we're so full of self-righteousness and showing off our crowns of glory when actually.. those crowns are rusty and they don't even shine anymore.
'Only the wise and the clever can see'. Remember what Mr Tham said during morning assembly guys? The story that he told us about The Emperor's New Clothes?
He was so full of himself and so conceited that he was deluded by his 'wise ways' and 'handsome new clothes'.
But this teacher brings out the best in us. She tells us where our strengths are and how our weaknesses can even be turned into strengths themselves.
Alongside with Mr Sairi and Mdm Nur Laila, she's one of the teachers who actually polishes my EYES to SEE the crown that I wear to bring out the best in me.
She doesn't only polish my eyes, she also indirectly polishes my crown.
This song came to my mind. It's so corny (haha *BLUSH*) but it means so much.

Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit awhile with me.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.

I've never sat down and started shaking my head at my behaviour or even reproached myself for not doing homework.
I remembered what Lao Shi told me.
"Not doing homework = you having no respect for me = you hurting me = you hurting yourself."
I don't like seeing my teachers hurt, because I get hurt too.
My parents told me to eat dinner half an hour ago.
I'm off, babes.
Lovelove.

Labels: apathy, you're so pretty huh

You know I was just thinking about techno music in the car.
And I realised how electrifying it really is.
But rock is far more electrifying, isn't it :)
I've been really pissed with my teachers for the past 2 days.
One kicks my table, the other openly suggests that I'm fat in front of the class, another one is PMS-ing after a student asks a question and the last one throws me back contradictory remarks about what she had just agreed to do so THEREFORE DISAGREEING IN THE END.
Mam, if I am to be refused in such an offensive way, then I'd rather have model answers than discuss the comprehension questions BECAUSE YOU CAN'T FREAKING HEAR US FROM THE BACK AND ALL 38 OF US WON'T KNOW IF YOU ACCEPT OUR ANSWERS BECAUSE OUR BRAINS WORK DIFFERENTLY.
Fish & Co with all my fellow gays next week, oh how pretty they shall look when we sit and stare at each other opposite the table, batting our eyelids, eating our "supposedly evolved from species" (AHEM AHEM) and yeah, being gay.
I'm personally very tired today but I think I'll be as high as Cloud Nine after a shower.
Today we set goals in TLL class and I have to stick to these goals in order to get my B for Math by the Mid-year exam.
I just realised how awesome Miss Ligaya Ong is- I LOVE HER because she never fails to motivate me every single lesson with her dramatic teaching ways and I was really touched when she said how good my english standard was (I AM NOT BEING EGO HERE) but no teacher has ever told me personally how well I write.
I failed English for the term, if you proud people must know because of my comprehension.
But she actually said that my comprehension just needs to be drilled for 2 months or so and I just need structure in my essays, then I'm ready to go.
I thought I was far, far away from that A1. Now it seems like it's grinning next to me from ear to ear. I WILL HUG YOU, A1, I WILL HUG YOUUUU
Okay. The teacher I've always looked up to is going through a really tough time with the class.
Suddenly I was just so overwhelmed by our indifference as seniors of the school, really.
How ungrateful we really are and how much we chase after that A instead of giving our teacher the credit she deserves- to be appreciated.
We're 15-16 year olds and our moral values are like.. crap.
Because we're so full of self-righteousness and showing off our crowns of glory when actually.. those crowns are rusty and they don't even shine anymore.
'Only the wise and the clever can see'. Remember what Mr Tham said during morning assembly guys? The story that he told us about The Emperor's New Clothes?
He was so full of himself and so conceited that he was deluded by his 'wise ways' and 'handsome new clothes'.
But this teacher brings out the best in us. She tells us where our strengths are and how our weaknesses can even be turned into strengths themselves.
Alongside with Mr Sairi and Mdm Nur Laila, she's one of the teachers who actually polishes my EYES to SEE the crown that I wear to bring out the best in me.
She doesn't only polish my eyes, she also indirectly polishes my crown.
This song came to my mind. It's so corny (haha *BLUSH*) but it means so much.

Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit awhile with me.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.

I've never sat down and started shaking my head at my behaviour or even reproached myself for not doing homework.
I remembered what Lao Shi told me.
"Not doing homework = you having no respect for me = you hurting me = you hurting yourself."
I don't like seeing my teachers hurt, because I get hurt too.
My parents told me to eat dinner half an hour ago.
I'm off, babes.
Lovelove.

Labels: apathy, you're so pretty huh