| aedel ryd ( @ 2008-03-26 23:59:00 |
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| Entry tags: | gp, school, teachers |
wednesday
I am very (extremely) tired. ): The moment I tried to do my Chem homework, I felt like sleeping. Oh my, tomorrow is going to be the worst day of the entire week. Totally not looking forward to it. Chem practical sub-ed into 2 periods of tutorial = 2 periods of Mrs Chua going on and on, there's boring Chem lecture, followed by Math tutorial, then there's Physics tutorial, essentially boring, last but not least, OMG, GP. So, we're going to write some stupid essay yet again, that's totally not enticing at all ok. I seriously can't stand her any much longer, endless nagging, my goodness, don't even want to think about it. Yes, I know I make like the most amazing gross grammatical errors, like the most legendary ones (e.g. One of the most popular culture without the 's' behind the culture?). Oh but I've got to commend a point! You actually used my compo as an example of some logical disparity when there supposedly isn't one, and said "I'm not talking about your essay". Okay you're really quite queer. p.s you don't need to pinpoint our mistakes in front of the whole class thank you very much. All of us would very well appreciate the fact if you do not publicise our marks and whatever shit errors we make. Stop making the point about "marking to teach" and "marking to pass", I don't freaking care. Just give me my marks, write the comments, that'll do. Stop trying to talk to us in that condescending tone of yours, in attempt to (probably) make us feel stupid and inferior. You do not need to "mark to pass", oh I appreciate your kind though really. If you're really going to "mark to pass" how are we supposed to know our standards? Need not give us any sympathy marks ok. Okay, I never really intended this entry to be like so repulsive. Haha.
Haha, reading this entry over again, totally complements my really 'strong' command of English. Honestly, I also don't really understand what I just wrote. HAHA. Haiya, my English sucks la. So long, farewell, 89 percentile.