wow. this has indeed been a long term... or should i say stressful one... my report slip sucks.. and shaun's got the 1st position...(i'm not jealous).. it's just that... why should such a person get the 1st position.. i'd rather someone who is more on surface... hardworking.. and definitely not crappy in class. okay. but anyways. i didn't drop in grades like super much... just quite a lot in rank..
anyways. that day.. the guys around me... was cracking their brains to guess what rank i was in... awww... try harder yea.. guys?. anyways. sheryl was totally making a clown outa them. super funny.i went for the parents-teaching meeting. mr pek was there!... that ego-centric maths teacher!. so. i had to sit in front of him!.. den. eh. ms kaur asked me... your english is getting bad... esp your grammar..blahblahblah... (asked me what rank i was last yr and this yr and i answered)you look tired... and you did all your work.. what is wrong with you? i was like huh? isn't it good I'm doing your work?... they started asking me what time i sleep... what time and date my tuition starts... blahblahblah... and the whole conversation lasts for an hour on asking me not to overwork and to slack for the whole march hols?.... errr. ok..?.so well.i cried okay i cried. i can't help it right... mr pek started giving me this so-concerned look of his... and it's so unexpected, judging from the way he treats me in class. i thought they would, like.. tell me good and bad results.
and... but the worst part of it all... was my dad... pouring out all his negative feedback when i reached home.. after i was balanced and confident enough to absorb wat was happening...
damnnit.
oh ya.. anws. i can't go to bangkok this holiday!. SICK!