Bad Boys VS Geeks

i’m stuck actually. trying to start an entry but then the minute i look at the title.. i can’t write anymore. all inspiration to blog has flown outta the window.

on the second day of our oh-so-interesting orientation, we had to take an english placement test. it’s a test to just test your english abilities. from this test, they break you up into 2 groups: GP and English (IELTS). those who aren’t so proficient in English will have to take English. And there were 2 teachers invigilating the test. One of them is Ms. Joy (who happens to be my GP teacher.. yes i didn’t get english) and another one is mr. leonard smth, chin i think. nothing much about ms joy.. normal teacher who loves talking a lot (she spent a whole our during GP telling us about her parents when they got married and when they got her.. basically her family history) and then there’s… leonard..

leonard is so interesting i have to just use a whole new paragraph for him. he reminds me of a pastor. y’know.. father to some. he wears dark coloured shirt all the time.. black or dark/navy blue.. and buttons it up til the button before the collar button.. and slacks.. and he wears specs and is kinda short. when we were having the test.. some people came in late.. unfortunately for them.. and he was like “c’mere my boy, sit in front” and “my boy, sit over there..” with a weird english accent. y’know the one english teachers always seem to have. natural accent for them mebbe. he really is like a bloody priest. can we use the words bloody and priest in one sentence?? is it like bad? anyways, i saw him the other day buying 1901 and he was like asking the poor girl over and over..”are you sure that is hers? isn’t it supposed to be mine?” haha..!

other teachers are ok la. not very normal. for example, my chemistry teacher is over 70 years old.. and is really weird and all. he always asks us “understand or not??” after he says something.. and he’ll keep repeating the question until the whole class answers. but, he’s ok i think. just a little ancient. and then my bio n math teachers are boring. n my phys teacher is a joker. too bad i didn’t get leonard. it would’ve been interesting. and oh yeah, my gp teacher thinks prince harry is a disgrace to the royal family. i’m sure she has her reasons but i simply think he’s just troubled.. any kid who went through wad he did and has all the money in the world to spend like he had would’ve most probably gone down the same path. no?

oh.. and my malaysian studies teacher. what a bloody joke. imagine someone worse than Mr.Tan. who speaks funny and makes this really weird noise. i know how she does it but i don’t know how to describe it to you. anyways, one of the first things she said was only the smart students take Malaysian Studies. the BAD ONES have to go for NS. What SHIT is that?? half of the time, i seriously doubt she knows what she is really talking about. seriously. i have to go for NS. HAVE TO. it’s not a choice. i had soo many posts in school and am most certainly not a BAD TEEN. sheesh. talk about discrimination. and she is teaching us stuffs to do with national intergration and assimilation and other associated crap like that. i really felt like snapping at her when she bloody said that. we DID NOT have choice. not like we volunteered. if it were only bad students who have to go to NS, why then are there some gangsters and all that roaming around shopping complexes now? why aren’t they in NS? idiot.

dani