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.: Hate her :.

I absolutely despise her.

Who? You might wonder... Why, its my "totally awesome history teacher, Pn. R! I love her!".
HAH!
The day I say that is the day I get alzheimer or hysteria.
I loathe her.
I hate her.
I despise her.
I dislike her.

She sucks as a history teacher.

First of all, she talks to the class like we're a bunch of Standard 1 students.
I remember Miss Goh [Principal] saying that the teachers there are not going to treat us like primary school students so we have to get over our cultural shock. Well, she didnt say that exactly but something somewhat like it so correct me if you remember. Guess what? I did get over the cultural shock and I'm so used to being talked to by teachers like normal people and not little kids.
I get really irritated when she talks to us in her bloody sing-song tune.
Hell-looo! This is not a singing class, bitch! Its a history class!!
And, we know you can sing and dance, no need to show off. We dont bloody care!
Go dance while you teach the tarian students!!

I've been running around telling ppl this on the day she said it so I guess most of you know...
She asked me to REWRITE A WHOLE TOPIC'S WORTH OF NOTES WHICH I JUST DID THE NIGHT BEFORE.
Why? Cause... *drumroll*
My handwriting was ugly. BIG WHOOOP!
Besides, I can read it! So can my classmates. AND!!
She doesnt even read the notes when she marks.
She scans the page, according to my observation.
Then, I was thinking... Its my notes. I'm having exams. Why does she need to e able to read it?
Plus, she just reads from the textbook. EXAMPLE...
"Okay, sekarang saya nak... kamu! Baca the first paragraph."
"K-kaum Iban mera-yai Hari Gawai bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla
bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla
bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA
BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA"

"Okay, thank you... Next girl..."

" * Now she sputters nonsense on the next paragraph and if we're unlucky
the paragraph is long and if the girl is not pluent in BM, she will stutter
and stuttter and stutter and stutter and stutter and stutter...... and she
breathes and stutters even more and occasionally Pn. R will help her
pronounce certain words.* "
"Next..."
See how it drags on and on? Isnt that a HUGE waste of time??!! AND, even with exam a week away, we havent finished the syllabus. Awesome, aint she?
Damn it, I need more kit kat to continue... *runs to kitchen*
...
...
...
*runs back*
With us trailing at snail's pace, there will be absolutely no time to revise the last 2 topics...
Then it gets worse, I told my mom about it and she sides her! And that is exactly why I dont tell my mom what happens everyday. She even said "Thats your problem becca, you always think you're right!" I wanted to laugh so bad!
Why? Because my mom does that the most and she doesnt realise it! Some more want to say me!
I'll say "See, now you're angry!"
And guess what she says... "No I'm not! Who says I am?"
And I'll just sit there and shake my head..
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Now, the Flute and Clarinet Workshop. BORING!
Flute : Keiko Nakagawa
Clarinet : Lawrence
Clarinet one less playing then flute. He said something about double tongue. That wa AWESOME!! And I wanna learn that... =P
Then there was a mini concert and Keiko was really really good. Her fingers were so fast and... Its just unexplainable..
So far a great day because I missed tuition but... tomorrow got... TT.TT