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Im the classic virgoian who believes in perfection. Sometimes people dislike me because they find me acting too cold towards humans. Or maybe they just can't accept my high standards. So, love me or not, u decide.

Screams



Thursday, June 10, 2010
i was in the bus just now when i felt a strong urge to blog.
must blog. I MUST BLOG TODAY NO MATTER WHAT, period.

f*** lah.
had practical test today and fortunately things went quite smoothly.
the only exception was, as usual, the old witch.
the amusing thing is that the more one wants to avoid the other, the more likely they are going to meet.
in chinese we call it 冤家路窄.
i was praying to god hoping that i wont get her as my examiner, but looks like god is not helping me and the only comfort that i was trying to lie to myself was dashed.
ALL dashed.
when i heard her saying "*** and sylvia, you all are under me."
my morale parachuted immediately.
however, i did not let this affect my performance and was even more determined to prove to her that i can do it.
but...........................
you see..let's say when you enter an examination place and proper instruction to start the exam was not told, we wouldn't dare to start first right?
but for us, we can do our preliminary tests first and so, i proceeded and recorded everything nicely.
just when she came over to my station, i reported to her that findings are ok and i'm going to start proper and guess what? she told me to show her what i did and saw during prelim.
that means i must do it all over again!
the only thing i dislike about her is her tone.
she could have told me in a nicer tone right?
her tone was demanding and domineering at that time you know?
wtf!
"show me! show me what you are doing!don't need to let me tell you what to do!"
fuck lah.
i certainly know very well what i am doing but i dont know that i must report every single thing to her. then since now she wants me to do so, cant she request properly?
so RUDE!
an educator shouldn't act in this manner.
if she is my parent, i would have argued back.
i mean, all of us do appreciate someone who speaks to us nicely and not being ordered around. we do not owe each other and so, everyone deserves basic respect.
even if im your student and i made a mistake, please consider us as adults and talk to us tactfully.
it's very funny.
she was in charge of 2 stations, including mine but most of the time, she's got her eyes fixed on my monitor screen instead of the other group's.
manz. i am really marked by her.
in her eyes, am i a lousy and rebellious student?
even though, yes, i do not love school but now i've changed for the better as i begin to get down to serious work instead of just fooling around.
i guess, once an impression has been made, it's a tad too difficult to change it overnight.
perhaps the incident back in 2 years ago has inked a blotch in her heart.
i just felt the unfairness.
i did not hear that kind of awful tone from her to bunny.
maybe she thinks that bunny looks kind and innocent and she doesn't want to hurt her fragile heart.
wei...as if my heart is made of steel and face is as thick as a prata.
i have my pride too, ok?
don't know what kind of grades i'd get..........


i couldnt help but to lament.
why why why, for goodness sake, "abcd" is not my examiner???????????????




haiz, no reply.
perhaps he doesnt even bother to reply.

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