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Today's been a really bad day. Firstly, because of the free period issue and secondly, my tagboard's down for no apparent reason.
I got really angry at what Mrs Ng said during PCCG as we already know it, and she's wasting our time by repeating it. Not that I agree with what she says, but it's quite true. Although she's really over-generalizing the whole class, I sometimes, ok, most of the time, over-generalize people too.
The whole of Language Arts was spent on a Comprehension Timed Trial of which I am really confident of flunking.
Science was quite good actually. I knew the answers to most of the questions Ms Lye asked, though I gave nonsensical answers to some of the questions.
We had to present our dances to the "Chinese Dancers" and vice versa. There was a toilet roll DANCING!
After Lunch, it was a free period as Ms Lee had gone for the CO's SYF. Melesa, Xue Ying, Karene and I decided to go to the Library to read. We told Lu Theng that we were going. Halfway through, Eunice came to look for us and told us that Mrs Tieh had told her to look for us and get us back to class. I nearly freaked out.
I was told that her exact words were to "hunt those who were not in class down". I see that we are just animals in her eyes. Or maybe the Jews which the Nazis persecuted.
After we returned to class, Mrs Tieh and Mrs Yeo came to the class. They talked to us about safety, that they are not scolding us but caring for us. I am amazed! Wouldn't they be happier if the press had come in and said that the teachers actually threw students off the building in anger? Isn't that why they are organizing the VERY INTRIGUING attempt to break the Guiness record by making the longest "popiah" line? Why not just throw us off the building?
Anyway, shall stop digressing. At first, she said that she would get Mrs Ng down. But Mrs Ng was having lessons with 2/8, and the CONSIDERATE Mrs Tieh did not think about it! I guess she did in the end, but it shows how our school indulges in emotions. Just becuase she's the dean, just because she's angry, she can stop the lessons. I would really dread the day she becomes principal. But I think the school is more like the time when Henry Pu-yi ruled as emperor in the last dynasty of China. Mdm Mak is Henry, and Mrs Tieh/God-knows-who are the vicious/overpowering empress dowagers. Ignore what I say. I am just angry.
Mrs Yeo had to say something to make herself look useful instead of just a woodblock blending into the wall, and so she just elaborated on Mrs Tieh's points and wasted all our time. She also told Qiu Ting to throw her food away. I mean, is there a problem with having food on the table? It does not mean that Qiu Ting was eating in class! Does it mean that if you have a knife on your desk, you killed the teacher? It's so ludicrous, the way the school's runned.
I know that if any teacher happily comes by this blog, they would probably persecute me. But look closely. When did I ever mention the very honourable name of our school? I never did. So please get some evidence before persecuting me.
Anyway, we had to see our HOL and Form Teacher as well as apologise to our Maths Teacher. We did all three. Mr Tan did not say much except that we are stupid to do that, and so did Mrs Ng, though she had to humuliate me, saying that baboons are the best at protecting their arses. I know I am being rather vulgar here, but honestly, since the school indulges so much in emotions, I am just having another outburst of anger here. Mrs Ng was telling us not to get into trouble, as it was only one day more to the end of the week, which is the Sports Meet tomorrow. I was reminded that Zeena had gotten the Gold Medal in Shot Putt, and happily told Zeena to throw the God-knows-what at Mrs Tieh. Mrs Ng narrowed her eyes at me upon hearing my imperial edict. When she said tha baboons knew the best how to protect their arses, I said that it was the point why I am not one! And it is true, though I suspect there is an inner meaning to what Mrs Ng said. Shall not say what I think it is, for the fear of being sent to the guillotine. Talking about death, Mrs Ng asked us all to be kamikaze pilots, and I was saying that we should all go crash into Mrs Tieh right now.
Jia Min, Xin Rong and I went to see Ms Lee after the rest had gone off, and Jia Min officially went bonkers. She kept shaking Ms Lee's hand. Obviously Ms Lee fully agreed with us on the fact that Jia Min went nuts. We apologized on behalf of the people who were not in class, so don't worry. Ms Lee also said about the Germans admitting defeat in WW2, but the Japanese not admitting and the consequences. Mrs Ng also talked about WW2... I guess what Ms Lee said is that at least we admitted that we are wrong. Well... THANKS MS LEE FOR SAVING US! That is not sarcastic for God's sake...
We scored 17 for our cleanliness! And the class owes us tons. Jia Min was praising Mrs Lee that her hairdo was very nice, and Mrs Lee was really flattered. That saved us as when Mrs Lee was bending down to look at how clean the floor was, Jia Min said that and Mrs Lee immediately stood up and started fingering her hair. So the class should bow down and worship us. Just kidding...
Shall go off to do some research for next week's debate. Goodbye!
4:09 PM