A Day In The Life...
I called up a good friend of mine who I've not contacted in a very long time. We used to see each other really often, but earlier this year she transfered to Sri KL, so her schooling hours and extra curricular activities just clash terribly with mine.
This conversation with her was quite a jagged one, as we've not heard from each other or a long time, and both were spewing of guilt for not picking up the receiver earlier but it was a good conversation none the less, though after I hung up the call, I just realised one blatant fact about this life of mine in state school : We're in like a goddamn playground.
She : So how's classes?
Me : Er, good I guess. I have no idea, I hardly ever am in class. And when I am the teachers are hardly there.
She : Seriously? So what do you do all day?
Me : Er, sit down, do nothing. Go off to the school co-op and get ice cream to eat in class. Sit at the back and talk nothing with friends. Sleep. Get horny. The normal stuff la~
She : Serious? I miss not having a teacher in class.
Me : It's a sad place, really.
Well, even if there IS a teacher in class, everyone is inclined to be bored out of their wits. Our geography teacher is hospitalized, our math teacher is being sent to courses, our BM teacher is being hospitalized this Monday if my information is right, our KH (living skills) teacher is nowhere to be found.
So whats left is our English teacher, who is very nice and enjoys giving our exercises from a book, our Moral and Agama teacher (a vigilant lady who didn't let me and a few of my friends out to recess after three periods of Agama, and who kept us for an extra period in the Surau [while we had classes downstairs]), and our Sejarah teacher, who we hardly see due to the minisicule amount of Sejarah we get a week. Oh and our Science teacher. But I'll stop there.
While I was doing my english work (cutting and pasting paper into a book) yesterday, a fellow classmate came over to Hanis and my table, and asked the weirdest question ever.
Him : Ainaa, what do you think of my ass?
Me : Stand up, Hanis what do you think?
Hanis : Err.
Me : Ok what. quite cute oso. *laugh*
Him : *insert fellow classmate name* and *another name* say its very big.
Me : Er, no? If your ass is big what size is mine huh?
Him : No, no, I mean MINE. I want a very flat ass you see. Well not FLAT but you know, no shape.
Me : Err.
Him : Like that guy *insert name*
Me : Yes. He's got a cute butt.
Then as Hanis and I laugh this off and arrange our books.
Him : Do you know that the average vagina length is six inches?
*Hanis and I looking at the ruler, thinking this conversation is shitmad*
Him : Do you know what the average penis size is? I've been wanting to know but all they say is "Size does not matter"
Hanis : IT'S A FRIDAY FOR GODSSAKE.
The conclusion to this post is that : We need teachers. Fast. Please. Give us homework but please get yourselves in class. It's my PMR year, I need to learn about calcium compounds, not the average size of sexual organs.
It's my PMR year for godssake, I'm in the class stereotyped to yield the most science stream students for next year, where are the teachers, correction: where are my class Teachers?
This conversation with her was quite a jagged one, as we've not heard from each other or a long time, and both were spewing of guilt for not picking up the receiver earlier but it was a good conversation none the less, though after I hung up the call, I just realised one blatant fact about this life of mine in state school : We're in like a goddamn playground.
She : So how's classes?
Me : Er, good I guess. I have no idea, I hardly ever am in class. And when I am the teachers are hardly there.
She : Seriously? So what do you do all day?
Me : Er, sit down, do nothing. Go off to the school co-op and get ice cream to eat in class. Sit at the back and talk nothing with friends. Sleep. Get horny. The normal stuff la~
She : Serious? I miss not having a teacher in class.
Me : It's a sad place, really.
Well, even if there IS a teacher in class, everyone is inclined to be bored out of their wits. Our geography teacher is hospitalized, our math teacher is being sent to courses, our BM teacher is being hospitalized this Monday if my information is right, our KH (living skills) teacher is nowhere to be found.
So whats left is our English teacher, who is very nice and enjoys giving our exercises from a book, our Moral and Agama teacher (a vigilant lady who didn't let me and a few of my friends out to recess after three periods of Agama, and who kept us for an extra period in the Surau [while we had classes downstairs]), and our Sejarah teacher, who we hardly see due to the minisicule amount of Sejarah we get a week. Oh and our Science teacher. But I'll stop there.
While I was doing my english work (cutting and pasting paper into a book) yesterday, a fellow classmate came over to Hanis and my table, and asked the weirdest question ever.
Him : Ainaa, what do you think of my ass?
Me : Stand up, Hanis what do you think?
Hanis : Err.
Me : Ok what. quite cute oso. *laugh*
Him : *insert fellow classmate name* and *another name* say its very big.
Me : Er, no? If your ass is big what size is mine huh?
Him : No, no, I mean MINE. I want a very flat ass you see. Well not FLAT but you know, no shape.
Me : Err.
Him : Like that guy *insert name*
Me : Yes. He's got a cute butt.
Then as Hanis and I laugh this off and arrange our books.
Him : Do you know that the average vagina length is six inches?
*Hanis and I looking at the ruler, thinking this conversation is shitmad*
Him : Do you know what the average penis size is? I've been wanting to know but all they say is "Size does not matter"
Hanis : IT'S A FRIDAY FOR GODSSAKE.
The conclusion to this post is that : We need teachers. Fast. Please. Give us homework but please get yourselves in class. It's my PMR year, I need to learn about calcium compounds, not the average size of sexual organs.
It's my PMR year for godssake, I'm in the class stereotyped to yield the most science stream students for next year, where are the teachers, correction: where are my class Teachers?
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