i stepped into class and everything wasn't okay.
First my table and there were more to came.
den mr seng and to my results.
my table, nothing to say. Mr seng, so much to say. my results? well just a few thing to say.
i've tried my best but ms rina and ms tay just would'nt give us a rest.
its three months and they taught us MOSTLY nothing?
& thats why we ain't best.
so the WHOLE class just failed and yes.
they say th teachers failed.
CAUSE it was completely nothing that they taught.
how i wish i had a video and then
they would be caught.
(of cousre i can't fully blame th teachers, it ain't totally their fault)
(well, i just have t stop skipping classes and WORK HARDER)
den mr seng.
its three months since we know him.
as th from teacher of our class,
he shared our worries.
we promised mr seow but we din't keep it.
now mr seng is leaving and most of th girls are crying.
th guys are trying to fake.
who can't feel it?
so why cry when we didn't cherish it?
use this hol to pull up your socks and to think about it.
how much have we change.
from walking around to sparing around.
but mr seng wasn't about to give up.
he said how he wished he could be th from of our class last year.
beacuse he wanted to be close to us mouth to ear.
now everything is REALLY changing think about it.
what i was most upset about was because he said goodbye not seeya after th hols.
so many things happen on such a
where th whole 2n2 goes mourning but of course no one is dead.
its just to fit in.
friday band was damn bad.
cause i found out.
truth really hurts.
SAT was th same to.
this time
i was sandwich in between.
i admit i was wrong but can't you just stop pretending you know cause you don't
and stop bringing derry in.
anything wrong you say derry.
i choose to listen to haziq's advice because it was all i need
AND! i wanna hear no more thank you very much.
