I must be demented to say it, but yeah, I miss PMR a lot.
Sunday
I was serving as usher for the first time. Mostly, I was trying my hardest not to mutilate the bulletins I was holding. It was like a mind VS. hand thing.
*Anyone who knows me well knows that I can't hold paper without attempting to fold, crumple, roll or tear it to pieces. Must be some nerve disorder.
Monday - Exams
BM: Susah giler.
Factors that caused the majority of 4C students to screw up their English test:
1. The teacher who was handling the exam refused to tell us if we were supposed to write our bloody answers in test pad or not.
2. That same *insert profanity* teacher started our test TEN MINUTES LATE. That's like 1/6 of our original time GONE. *profanity*
3. Another teacher came in more than half an hour later to give CORRECTIONS to the exam paper. Nobody really had time to change their answers. *profanity*
4. Our English teacher didn't really teach us how to do summary, so nobody knows if they summarised accurately during the test. T.T
Sejarah: I thought the day couldn't get any worse, with the English drama and all. Well, it did. My fault for being abnormally stupid. =(
After school...
Mum: How's exams today?
Vicki: That-*profanity*-teacher-came-in-10-*profanity*-minutes-late-the-other-one-gave-the-corrections-when-the-*profanity*-exam-was-close-to-over-teacher-who-set-sejarah-paper-played-some-kind-of-joke-on-us-by-confusing-the-*profanity*-instructions-and-questions-BM-was-so-*profanity*-hard-IT WAS HELL.
Tuesday - *profanity*
Biology was harder than expected.
Physics was worse.
I was reduced to scribbling my answers out in modern maths.
During assembly, some teacher was spouting all the bad points of SBS students. And after that there was this teacher who starting rampaging around in our class, screeching all sorts of accusations about how we may be smart students but we can't handle the basic things in life. (She's the same teacher who was complaining about a thin layer of dust in 4A)
Well, if you're disappointed in us, I'm really disappointed in some of you too. Especially after that episode with that ridiculous English test. And I'm not even gonna mention how teachers ponteng class and don't do their "homework" (which technically means marking our homework). And how some teachers can't teach the subject that they major in and then blame it on the students for not understanding.
We know how teaching is such a noble profession and believe or not, students really appreciate (sensible) teachers. But sometimes, unlike what most people think, its not only the students that mencemarkan nama sekolah.
Wednesday - *profanity*
I died in add maths.
Thankfully my other half (binary fission XD) was alive to do the moral paper. She had no clue was she was writing about though.
Before add maths test...
Me: *trying to figure out what the value of X that maps onto itself means*
Some-person-I-forgot-who: Vicki, do you know-
Me: NO I DON'T! GO AWAY!
Some-person-I-forgot-who: ..................
Me: Sorry, I'm really not functioning at the moment. What were you saying?
Some-person-I-forgot-who: Do you know what the precautions are for the physics report?
Me: *What is she saying?* Uhh...no. Sorry for yelling btw.
Some-person-I-forgot-who: Oh, kay.
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Me: *trying to figure out what the value of X that maps onto itself means*
Christie: *comes over and whines about exams*
Me: Unavailable at the moment.
Christie: *Goes away*
After add math exam...
Christie: I calculated question no. 6 three times. Each time I got a different answer. O.O
Me: What does the value of X that maps onto itself mean?
Christie: O.O
Thursday - XD
I oficially love chemistry. =)
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The whole of today I was wrestling with myself on whether I should go to school tomorrow.
Good Vicki: Teacher's discussing add maths answers tomorrow, we must go.
Bad Vicki: Don't want, we haven't completed English essay.
Good Vicki: Technically, we haven't started at all. All the more we must do it tonight and go tomorrow. No more procrastinating.
Bad Vicki: Lazy.
Good Vicki: Its Farah's farewell party tomorrow.
Bad Vicki: We need to leave at 2 anyway.
Good Vicki: And choral speaking discussion.
Bad Vicki: Eek, who cares.
Good Vicki: We gave Sara our external hard disc. If we don't go tomorrow, we ain't getting it back till after CNY. And all our Alvin & Chipmunks songs are in there.
Bad Vicki: WHAT?! LETS GO!
~Uhh..Vicki. =)
P.S.
Bad Vicki: I kinda miss PMR...
Good Vicki: Me too...
Bad + Good Vicki: =(
