I'm so freaking lazy even I'm ashamed of myself.
Lazy...
Homework...
Blogging...
This Tuesday was torture.
Ha.
I thought that I escaped the torture of teacher revealing the results during assembly. But obviously I was wrong.
I looked onto the stage, my heart filled with dread. The teacher was already holding the mike. I looked around. Searching for a route to escape. Goddamnit. I was trapped by my Kekwa students. I sighed inwardly and braced myself.
She announced the first place, then the second. Working her way down the list. Then she announced the two form one'ians who beat me. I swore to rip their guts out. Then she said it. My name. Along with the 5th place. I winced. And sighed. I needed... A friend. So I started walking out of my duty place and towards my pals.
Along the way, the juniors said:'Wow! You got 5th place! Congratulations!!'
I smiled at them.
Inside, my heart was really swimming in not tears, but poison.
I was totally humiliated.
Then, she repeated it again. In Chinese!
Like I wasn't humiliated enough.
Now the most of the people knows my chinese name. ****
I don't hate you, teacher, but don't make me do it.
Dammit.
Everyone thinks I did a good job n getting 5th place.
**** ya'll to Hell
AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Saturday 8 May 2010
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