White seraphs wild
Saturday, April 16, 2011 10:26:00 PM
Worst week ever 2k11
However, Monday was pretty amusing. After elective classes, I was waiting outside my class for their Literature class to end. Suddenly Melissa (?) and I can't remember who was beside her, started gesturing towards the back of the class. I immediately thought there was some kind of insect in class or something so I took a step forward to see what they were gesturing at and immediately this brown furry thing started scurrying across the window will and I jumped back and yelped, causing Kiana, who was beside me to scream as well. I then realised it was squirrel, and at that point of time, so did the rest of the class and everyone else who was waiting outside. People started going ape shit inside the class and Tee Koon came alone and helped chase the squirrel out of the class. This chaos lasted probably about 10 minutes. Basically, girls were just screaming their lungs out and climbing on tables/chairs and trying to spot/avoid the squirrel. When the squirrel finally ran out, people outside of the class started screaming and Natasha grabbed on to me for dear life. It was quite an amusing experience to be honest, but the squirrel must be quite traumatised seeing as there were at least close to 50 of us screaming.
Things started going downhill on Tuesday when our class weren't able to present our presentation on the Cold War because Jewell didn't compile it because not everyone sent her the details, at least that's what they claimed, so she thought it would be unfair. Honestly, not pointing any fingers here, but wouldn't it make more sense to at least present something as unfair as it is to those of us that did the work rather than get berated by Anthony Andrew Michaels? Which we did anyway. He called us "useless" and that we "wouldn't go far in life with such a laidback attitude". Seriously? It's just a presentation. I don't think that warrants him to call us useless and say such demoralising things to us. Then he went on about how we are competing with so many other students etc etc. Honestly, what has our presentation got to do with anything else? And it's not fair that he lectured those that actually did their work as well. However good of a teacher he is, he needs to chill out.
On Wednesday, I was building on the hype that I had finally managed to pluck up enough courage to invite someone to a church event but no, the school has to be an absolute major spoiler and announce that there's CIP on the Saturday of the Easter Weekend. Aren't we a mission school? So why is CIP scheduled on the Saturday of the Easter Weekend knowing full well that people are bound to have plans on that weekend. Brainless dickheads. I started crying for the stupidest reasons ever but thank God for Kiana who provided some kind of useful insight. Still, felt that the shittiest human being ever alive.
Thursday included a major breakdown at home in the evening and even talking to my mom didn't help much because she doesn't understand anything and wasn't helping much.
Friday night was slightly lovely though that didn't really last long.
In a bid to cheer me up, my mom brought me to lunch at Mezza9 at Hyatt Hotel today. We had sashimi (even if it was from Japan, who the hell gives a shit, I love sashimi too much), Thai green curry, yakitori and a little macaroon like dessert thingum (which I forgot the name of, but it was quite a beautiful name). The dessert was heaven. It's basically like two macaroon shells (?) with raspberries and chilled cream with a slice of lychee clasped in between. It's a taste of sweet and sour, literal heaven in food form. I was so contented for that moment and I headed to church feeling quite dandy (I also liked how I looked today, my hair and everything seemed perfect, pity that I didn't manage to take some pictures lol). I spotted xxx within a few seconds of my arrival. X is so cute ugh. The sermon for today was slightly different and it was rather intriguing though I had lapses of distraction due to my short attention span. I kept drifting in and out of 'the moment'. It was rather frustrating. I think my heart has desensitized quite a fair bit. I can't seem to feel anything anymore. I was contemplating talking to Cheryl but she disappeared as soon as cell ended. I just really need to talk to someone (well not anyone, but someone I can trust or perhaps someone who might understand?) and cry things out right now. I'm such an emotional wreck, it scares me. I can almost literally feel myself dying a little with each passing second or so.
Someone just save me from this misery please?
However, Monday was pretty amusing. After elective classes, I was waiting outside my class for their Literature class to end. Suddenly Melissa (?) and I can't remember who was beside her, started gesturing towards the back of the class. I immediately thought there was some kind of insect in class or something so I took a step forward to see what they were gesturing at and immediately this brown furry thing started scurrying across the window will and I jumped back and yelped, causing Kiana, who was beside me to scream as well. I then realised it was squirrel, and at that point of time, so did the rest of the class and everyone else who was waiting outside. People started going ape shit inside the class and Tee Koon came alone and helped chase the squirrel out of the class. This chaos lasted probably about 10 minutes. Basically, girls were just screaming their lungs out and climbing on tables/chairs and trying to spot/avoid the squirrel. When the squirrel finally ran out, people outside of the class started screaming and Natasha grabbed on to me for dear life. It was quite an amusing experience to be honest, but the squirrel must be quite traumatised seeing as there were at least close to 50 of us screaming.
Things started going downhill on Tuesday when our class weren't able to present our presentation on the Cold War because Jewell didn't compile it because not everyone sent her the details, at least that's what they claimed, so she thought it would be unfair. Honestly, not pointing any fingers here, but wouldn't it make more sense to at least present something as unfair as it is to those of us that did the work rather than get berated by Anthony Andrew Michaels? Which we did anyway. He called us "useless" and that we "wouldn't go far in life with such a laidback attitude". Seriously? It's just a presentation. I don't think that warrants him to call us useless and say such demoralising things to us. Then he went on about how we are competing with so many other students etc etc. Honestly, what has our presentation got to do with anything else? And it's not fair that he lectured those that actually did their work as well. However good of a teacher he is, he needs to chill out.
On Wednesday, I was building on the hype that I had finally managed to pluck up enough courage to invite someone to a church event but no, the school has to be an absolute major spoiler and announce that there's CIP on the Saturday of the Easter Weekend. Aren't we a mission school? So why is CIP scheduled on the Saturday of the Easter Weekend knowing full well that people are bound to have plans on that weekend. Brainless dickheads. I started crying for the stupidest reasons ever but thank God for Kiana who provided some kind of useful insight. Still, felt that the shittiest human being ever alive.
Thursday included a major breakdown at home in the evening and even talking to my mom didn't help much because she doesn't understand anything and wasn't helping much.
Friday night was slightly lovely though that didn't really last long.
In a bid to cheer me up, my mom brought me to lunch at Mezza9 at Hyatt Hotel today. We had sashimi (even if it was from Japan, who the hell gives a shit, I love sashimi too much), Thai green curry, yakitori and a little macaroon like dessert thingum (which I forgot the name of, but it was quite a beautiful name). The dessert was heaven. It's basically like two macaroon shells (?) with raspberries and chilled cream with a slice of lychee clasped in between. It's a taste of sweet and sour, literal heaven in food form. I was so contented for that moment and I headed to church feeling quite dandy (I also liked how I looked today, my hair and everything seemed perfect, pity that I didn't manage to take some pictures lol). I spotted xxx within a few seconds of my arrival. X is so cute ugh. The sermon for today was slightly different and it was rather intriguing though I had lapses of distraction due to my short attention span. I kept drifting in and out of 'the moment'. It was rather frustrating. I think my heart has desensitized quite a fair bit. I can't seem to feel anything anymore. I was contemplating talking to Cheryl but she disappeared as soon as cell ended. I just really need to talk to someone (well not anyone, but someone I can trust or perhaps someone who might understand?) and cry things out right now. I'm such an emotional wreck, it scares me. I can almost literally feel myself dying a little with each passing second or so.
Someone just save me from this misery please?