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zieerah the days can never get any better |
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| Friday, March 27, 2009 ; 8:53 PM
last day of the week,
so yea, its a Friday. results day. i frigging failed Malay, History&Art. my mum dont frigging care if i fail History&Art. but its MALAY! my own fxcking language! can you like fxcking believe that?! my mum is sooooooo gonna kill me. -.-' so is my dad. -.-' Zieerah, be prepare to get beaten up by Papa. okay, enough. lets talk about what happen in Malay class aites? so as you know, there's this Trainee teacher who is already acting as our OWN teacher -.-' if she gives homework, she wants it on the very next day. those who fail to hand in the work, will have a fxcking EXTRA set of homework to do. -.-' so yea, a friend of mine didnt hand in the extra set then that Trainee asked my friend to write up 3 copies of it. -.-' at least Tugiman spare us a thought unlike this Junaidah! -.-' and i argued with her. we stepped out of the class and talk cos she doesnt want anybody else to look/hear at the arguement. she was talking about respect and stuff. then she went like "am i just some bxtch who just stepped in to the class and doesnt get respect from you?!" she said somesort like that uh. but the BXTCH thing is really inside. wow. -.-' we're open actually. so whatever. lastly, she said "i just want you guys to do my homework &yes...." i said "okay" then walked in the class. haha, i didnt allow her to finish her sentence. seriously, she's not suit to be a teacher but she's suit to be someone who i can chatter with. as in like, friend to friend. then, i felt kinda bad in class. so, i decided to write an apology letter. Shahnaz was shocked when i said i wanna apologize. i did apologize but sarcasticly uh. not really that sarcastic uh but idk ehhh. -.-' then, recess, maths. maths a bxtch alr. -.-' okay, whatever. last period History. then off home. Labels: no respect.
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