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Monday, March 22, 2010,9:44 PM
Thank you to that kind neighbor who's oblivious ( or maybe not ) to the fact that i'm stealing his/her connection again. Hope he/she doesn't realize it and set a password. Sobs. I'm blogging now, not because i wana update tons of pictures, but because i just feel like typing. Typing is fun, you know, it's a wonderful feeling when you put your thoughts into words. ( And occasionally touching your finger to the screen to wipe off those stupid ants which are climbing around shamelessly. ) School started today, and it feels just like.. school. --Oh how i miss this type of craps i used to write-- It was kinda special as we were given the results for first term, for some subjects. And my results was --still is-- disappointing! Yes i'm admitting it. But anyway, i think i'd kinda expected it, 'cause i don't think i did my best best. I'm gona go harder next term, i swear i swear i swear! (:
A teacher came in our class for relieve today, and he started talking about our class. After my analysis, i suppose he meant that we don't have manners, we're like flinty logs without any expression, we are noisy, we do not seem like what A class students should be. That's true to the core, i suppose. I think that teachers are disappointed with the way our class is. Not only this particular teacher, but others too. In fact, most of them. And i think we had really disappointed them, whats with our attitude --making noise like nobody's business and all--, our manners and our results.
When the teachers gave out the results for the exam, the disappointment is clearly shown on their faces. They had expected that as Joy class, we should have got better grades. We should have keep our mouth shut and stop chattering like maniacs. I think we're probably a big contrast to the Joy classes before us, and sadly we took the negative side.
But that's just how we are, and well i have no idea what to do to please the teachers. No i'm not trying to buy the teachers heart for pretending to be a 100% good student. It's just that i respect those teachers, and it's saddening to see them disappointed. Those teachers, they've tried their best to educate us, and i don't think we really appreciated their efforts. Like i said, I'm going to try harder next term. Hope you guys will too. Let's do this together. =)
And hey, i think there will be something to do with hair checking tomorrow. The usual. So, prepare your shields if you don't want to have your beloved mane chopped off mercilessly. =D God, it felt good to type. It's like, even when you type all the irrelevant matters and craps or whatever, you feel like a burden is lifted off your shoulders, maybe just for a moment but still. I don't want to make blogging a chore, i love blogging and i will blog the way i want to.
P.S. Can Mr.I-Have-Free-Connection be online tomorrow? Hope so.
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Named Evelyn; CheeYen.
Born 16 years ago.
Gets 1 year older on every 19th July.
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