Thursday, March 23, 2006
♥ Honey Heng

You know, 4/1 is a nice class and I like it very much. And I enjoy being the chairman and everything. BUT.

I seriously don't like our form teacher. Really.

I was placing my bet with Huiming, Chunying, Gillian how our Literature lesson today will go. My guess was:

20 mins - nag about the classroom thing
10 mins - nag about the not-handing-in-forms-on-time thing
5 mins - nag about the wastepaper basket
5 mins - nag about our tables and chairs being crooked
10 mins - nag about us not showing respect for her
And when she finally decides to start on the lesson...
20 mins - nag at us when she discovers three quarters of the class didn't give a heck about her literature homework

The actual:

40 mins - nag about the classroom thing + nag about us not showing respect for her
5 mins - nag about the not-handing-in-forms-on-time thing
(No time spent on wastepaper basket because some good soul emptied it knowing she'll start nagging. No time spent on tables and chairs being crooked because our tables and chairs are in straight rows today.)
15 mins - lesson

No, it's not the nagging that makes me dislike her so much. It's the naggingly-naggish-nagging-nags that are so fucking irritating. And they don't make sense! Isn't the principal always saying things like "If you've any problems you can always approach me or VP anytime you wish..." in the most caring and sincere tone?? Then what's the problem of Hanhui going forward to talk to Mrs Poh when we aren't getting the replies from her?

And I bet one lollipop that she was procrastinating. Really. I smsed her n times during the holidays asking her about the classroom. The first reply was, "I'll talk to Major Chong about it." The second reply was, "I'll talk to Major Chong about it." And the third, she didn't even reply. The first thing she did on Monday morning was to remind Major Chong about it? She did? The first thing in the morning?? Then how would Hanhui get to speak to Poh before Chong did?? Doesn't make sense right!

She's just upset that we're speaking to Mrs Poh directly, indirectly saying our form teacher is void because she can't speak on behalf of us. But we didn't mean that what! And what about all the 3/7 internal problems? Tell us lah!!! You expect us to tell you everything, even if we're having a flu or we fell down during PE, then why can't you tell us something when we ask you?!

Remember the previous incident about the handbooks? She smsed me "Mrs Poh is not in school now. I'll ask her about the handbooks when she returns." when Mrs Poh is just standing outside our classroom. And then? I ran out of the classroom to ask her about the handbooks, and she returned them at 5.30pm that day. By the time Heng bothers to ask, Poh had already returned all the handbooks to us. This only shows one thing, you want results, get it yourself. Your form teacher is not going to give half a fuck about you.

So we did the same this time. And then she starts telling us this is not the way things should work, and blah blah blah dee blah dee dee dah. That there's a procedure to follow and dah dee dah dah dah blah blah blah. And because of our impulsiveness, we've caused alot of trouble for alot of people. (We seem impulsive only because she's procrastinating.) And now she wants us, led by Hanhui, to apologise to Mrs Poh, Major Chong and Mr Yoong.

Walao!

If our teacher wasn't half as void as Jiahao, do we need to find the principal ourselves? You think Hanhui loves tucking in his shirt all the way early in the morning? Okay that's beside the point. But it's not like we haven't spoken to you beforehand about the matter. You practically rebutted every single point we made. You talked to us like we've committed crimes. You just want us to cringe and hide in a dark corner and go unnoticed like you.

So now "all the teachers know 4/1." 4/1 is famous. Thanks to our greatest, dearest, bestest, beloved Miss Angelic Heng.

Another thing is. I can't stand it when she keeps rolling her eyes at me. It went like this.

(sensitive issue)
Me: Er, Miss Heng. Our class now is freaking out because there are things in ********'s hair. Things, like, er, headlice.
Heng: *rolls eyes* You mean, you can actually see it?
Me: Yah. C****C**** and H**** were even counting how many there were during assembly.
Heng: *rolls eyes* How freaked out.
Me: The people sitting behind her are talking about it already. Because she's always letting go and retying her hair in class. And W***** is very freaked out. The whole class knows about it already.
Heng: *rolls eyes* So someone has to tell her to wash her hair.
Me: Yah.
Heng: *rolls eyes* And that person has to be me.
Me: Yah.
Heng: *rolls eyes* Okay.

HOW DOES SHE DO IT MAN. TRY ROLLING YOUR EYES THAT FREQUENT LAH. DON'T YOU FEEL DIZZY?!!

-_-

Enough about her. We're still moving up next Monday. After hearing her drone for 45 minutes non-stop about how bad our behaviour, how lousy our attitude, how impulsive we were, how much trouble we've caused, how she's gone about trying to salvage the situation, basically how we're nothing but trouble. Nabei.

Aye. Got to go. Bye.

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