Bored
[edit] Oh yeah, I forgot to add in this bitchy bit about the GP teacher. Unfortunately I didn’t get a nice GP teacher.
Well, there’s a dude in my class called Kenneth and he had been pretty sick over the past few days. So yesterday he came to school and there was P.E, so I think he probably thought that he was well enough to do the run. However by the end of the session, he couldn’t breathe so the other 2 dudes in my class accompanied him to the sick bay. After P.E was GP, so here was the conversation:
GP Teacher: Where’s Kenneth? He has been absent for quite some time already.
Class: He came to school today but he had to go to the sick bay.
GP teacher: Where are the rest of the boys?
Class: They accompanied Kenneth to the sick bay.
GP Teacher: Call them back. They don’t need to babysit Kenneth.
*the 2 dudes came back*
GP Teacher: Where were you? Why did you need to babysit Kenneth… [insert inane questions]
2 Dudes: He couldn’t breathe, and the teacher-in-charge wasn’t around so we had to accompany him.
GP Teacher: So you think you know better than the teacher-in-charge?
2 Dudes: … But the teacher-in-charge wasn’t around.
What. the. bloody..
The boy couldn’t breathe and you claim that he’s being babied? Christ, I wouldn’t want to be her child.
So the today, Kenneth didn’t come to school. Recovering at home, duh.
GP Teacher: Kenneth is absent again?
Class: Yeah, he’s still sick.
GP Teacher: Looks like Kenneth isn’t cut-out for Pre-U life after all.
WHAT. THE. BLOODY…
So I guess if someone got cancer (*touch wood!*), he/she won’t be “cut-out” for Pre-U life either? What’s her definition of being “cut-out” for JC life anyway? Coming to school despite feeling as though you’re gonna faint/vomit? Wow, that’s heroic alright.
If she, a teacher, can’t even squeeze an ounce of sympathy out of her body for an ill student, I wouldn’t want to see how she treats her own flesh and blood. [/edit]
Bleh, feeling really bored in school 
But I’ve been lucky because I got some super duper nice and good teachers! My P.E teacher is FANTASTIC, I TOTALLY LOVE HIM because he jokes around and doesn’t kill us with impossible, strenuous runs which everyone knows I hate. My Literature tutorial teacher is new, but I think she’s doing a pretty good job for a new teacher. My Econs teacher is so fun and cute too, Oh my God I feel so lucky to have nice teachers.
The only thing I’m not feeling good about now is History because a whole load of new jargon is being thrown at me, and the teacher seems to assume that all of us have taken history before so he says stuff like, “Yah, you guys learned about the USSR and [thingamajig] right? Yep, so you’ll know what happened…” And I’m like, “WHAT?!”
I briefly know people like Stalin and those peeps but there was a bunch of stuff like Yalta and Truman and Detente and what what what?!
Looks like I have a lot of reading to do.
Despite getting good teachers, I’m still feeling bored so I think I’m going to try to crash MJC (if possible) to get the fun-o-meter running while I still can. I see people mugging and doing homework already! Christ, I’m still watching videos on the laptop and snacking on Mars bars.
Warning: Please don’t read the content below if we do not share the same religious sentiments so as to prevent misunderstandings.
I had my first school chapel thing (?) today too, turns out that it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be because it was just singing songs, but I wish they allowed the non-Christians, besides the Muslims, to leave. I think drawing the line only at Muslims is subjective, I mean, if Muslims are allowed to choose to leave, then I feel that non-Christians should be given the option too. I mean, this goes against my beliefs too, so why must I stay?
They do read out scriptures and pray every morning too, which is pretty alright I guess, but the prayer part kind of makes me wonder a bit. Right now, they’re usually praying for J1s to become accustomed to their new school and allow J2s to score well in their A levels. No offense, but I think if God did exist, He would have more important things to attend to like poverty and brutal killings in Africa and other countries, not us puny privileged souls who are lucky enough to live in a safe country and receive a good education. Sorry, but if I had to pray to a God, I’d pray for the former, not for the latter.
“THESE ARE CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY NIGHTTSS!”