Smiley Face Pencil Case
During recess, Teng Hui was doing his homework, so I didn’t dare to bother him.
Plus, the privilege to draw on his arms is now no longer extended due to complaints by his mother.
I don’t understand why, throughout my 15 years of living, people are bothered when they see someone with pen marks on his/her arms.
Once in secondary one, a friend drew rubbish on my hand, and my home ec teacher went berserk, demanding who the “culprit” was and proceeded to ban my school from selling nuggets [no relevance, but for that, she burns in my pit of hatred FOREVAH] You’d have thought she was scolding me for throwing balls of wet toilet paper up the ceiling in the toilet [that's actually great fun!]
Back to the topic.
So I got bored, turned around and saw SX’s pencil case.
Smiley face pencil case! It rhymes!
Zero in.
Yes! Shixiang all dah way!
He seems to be living at… Bedok Resorvoir. Wow.
I messaged Sarah about it [Ponning Queen ponned school today] and she said, “Haha! Cute AND organised, man!”
Anyway I think he’s freaked out by my awe of him. He’s just so fascinating.
Anyhoo, old trainee P.E teacher is sexist.
Because of his age, he probably just has a traditional mindset instead of sexism. But whichever it is, it’s a little annoying.
He talked to the boys only and let them play with the proper volleyball, the hard kind.
Then, for some stupid reason, he made us girls stand up, walk…
And sit down again at an area 3 metres from the origin.
We were all complaining, “wtf?”ing and “wah lau!”ing then, but come to think of it, I think he was redirecting us to a new area so that the volleyballs which the guys were using wouldn’t hit us.
It still hit me anyway.
I was a bloody ball magnet today. It was raining balls.
Plus, he issued the soft volleyballs to the girls, like girls can’t handle volleyballs.
Okay, we can’t. After a couple of whacks, our hands start to feel the burn. But well, at least have faith in us.
After school, everyone in class was screaming:
“Italy!”
“Portugal!”
“France!”
“Italy!”
“Portugal!”
“France!”
“Italy!”
“France!”
“Chemistry worksheettsss!”
Hah, Terence.
Food still looks unsightly.