Friday 21 September 2012

Teachers who ruined my life.

Ok. The title is exaggerating. Because I am still alive and blogging.

But it is partially true. Some particular teachers I met did left a deep deep scar in my life. Hahahahaha. It is like I can call up 新明报 right now and they can spice the story up and make it a headline. "被新加坡教师取笑,年轻女子仍有阴影"

Whenever I watch those channel 8 drama about super nice and caring teachers like the recent one with Felicia Chin as the super positive ''never-give-up-on-my-students''-''all-students-have-their-own-unique-talent''-kind of teacher, I would thought that's bull****.

You think teachers in Singapore would go to a student's house after school with her boyfriend to help the student's sister cook Maggie Mee and take care of their bed-ridden ah ma?

Especially when her boyfriend is Romeo Tan like wtfffff of cos you wanna spend time with him alone.

Maybe. Maybe. 1/9999 might be such saint.

Of course, I've met nice and motivating teachers whom I love to bits. But not because they are super saint. But because of many superficial reasons:

1. Gave me high marks.
2. Good-looking.
3. Old? Cos I always feel for old people.

Ok, I'm joking, there were really nice ones, who teach you wholeheartedly and wants you to improve genuinely. Fair enough?

But there is these 2 particular teachers whom fall out of my moral standards completely.

When recalling those memories, I thought it was really ridiculous! I should have lodge a complaint against them! It is even justifiable to sue them! If it had happened today, I can just stomp them and ruin their career. But I'm too nice to do so. Haha.

I swear these stories below are #truestories. They hurt me emotionally by accusing and making fun of me, contributing to my low self esteem since young.

T-T emo...

Lets start with teacher number one who was my form teacher when I'm primary 5/6. This male teacher studied abroad before teaching in my school. He hates me because I speak mandarin in class all the time. So much that he complained to my mom about it. My mom, my heroine replied him, ''华人当然讲华语啦!'' That left him speechless. Wahahahahaha.

This teacher likes to give nicknames to all the students in his class. I think he think he was being funny. He said that it is a way to rmb all our faces. Ya, bulls***. If you can't rmb all out names then invest in some fish oil tablets. My parents gave me a name for me to be called. Not for you to have an excuse to call people other stupid names.

So some nicknames include Fool (my best friend whose surname is Foo. See? It is not even funny.), Etc (sorry I can't rmb anymore, this just means his nicknames doesn't work)

And guess what's the fking name he gave me out of 1782631963 other better names he could gave me????

BIG MA MA.




Do I fking look like her seriously??? I look 62822827282528262816281621626272 times cuter????

And do you know how fking insulting is that to a 11 year old??? So my classmates started calling me that too. Yeah, the saddest part of all... but I kinda forgot who were the idiots who called me that in class. If you think you are one of them, heh heh please be careful at night ok? I will summon all my 冤魂to haunt you.

Anyone please tell me why idiots like that teacher exist in this supposedly-beautiful world?

I wonder how many lives of innocents did he ruined after I left primary school?

Btw, do you know that he is HIMSELF A FREAKING BALDING FAT ARSEHOLE? and he was like pretty young then? And then he smelt so bad, then I had to hold my breathe everytime I'm near him.  He smelt like some sort of metal!?!?

If I had the courage to fight back, I would gladly call him:

''NAME-CALLING RECEDING HAIRLINE  SMELLS LIKE METAL FATTY BOOM BOOM EDUCATOR DEVIL IN DISGUISE''

I FEEL SO SHIOK TYPING THAT NAME.


So the next teacher i'm gonna talk about is like worse!!!!!  Because she accused me!!!!

She was my JC's maths teacher. I rmb-ed that my class kinda dislike her. Because she is the boring-serious type of teacher. And she got a super SQUEAKY voice. I can't concentrate when it was her turn to give lectures -_-, because its like listening to someone who just drank helium. And I seriously don't like the way she teaches... 

I think she started hating me cos I was always late for classes after recess. AND THE FKING REASON I WAS LATE WAS BECAUSE I HAD TO DO STUPID TAF CLUB DURING RECCESS. I started disliking her... because she wasn't compassionate enough to be a teacher in my opinion. It's like I did not pass my maths once at all before my A'levels, i think it was because I hate her.

So, A'levels was nearing, it was time to sign up for consultation slots with the teachers. So, I was wondering if I could sign up for another maths teacher's slot because I though it would be better for me. So I asked this teacher of my cca friend's class if i can find him for consultation. He said OK. So I wrote my name on his schedule form on the teacher's lockers.

And then, after a few days... my friend told me that it would be better if I can ask my own teacher for permission first before I find him for consultation. So I thought, forget it... I'll just find Miss Squeaky for  consultation so I DON"T FKING HURT HER FEELINGS.

So, I smsed her and ask if she is free on someday... She replied saying, no she is not free. I chose another date, she said she not free either.

Then I asked her for the last date, she said that is a holiday, school will be closed. 

FINE. 

So I asked ''So can I ask Mr XXX for consultation then? Since you are not free on these days.''

Guess what she replied???

''I thought you already done so? That's why you PURPOSELY ask those dates which I'm not free.''



Pls allow me...







This woman was actually doubting my integrity, isn't it? 

YOU THINK I HIRE PRIVATE INVESTGATOR GO FIND OUT YOU WHICH DAY NOT FREE?????? YOU THINK I NO NEED STUDY A'LEVELS GO PLAN SUCH A SCHEMING PLAN?????

I remembered that I was really hurt... I sent an explanation over and she didn't reply.

I FKING HATE YOU.

I was like crying at home. How stupid was I too.... to be bothered by such idiotic person... 

So either MR XXX told her about it or she saw my name on the schedule.
FK YOU if you did, MR XXX.
And if the latter was the case, what a scheming teacher she was to peep at other teacher's schedule!

I still hate her till now. Integrity was like my most precious asset ever. 

I fking did nt take MC once in my 2 years of JC life.
I fking did not miss a lecture once in my 2 years of JC life.

And you are doubting me!?!!?!? Even when I idid not wanna hurt your feelings!

I still can't get over it... I can rant on forever!!!!

But, you know what? I wanna thank her.

COS WHAT DOESN'T KILL YOU MAKES YOU STRONGER.

I seeked help from my cousin who became my tutor. 
AND FREAKING SCORED A FREAKING A FOR MY MATHS DURING THE A LEVELS.

She was there when my results was announced.

I wish I could see her expression and tell her 
''And you know what stupid biatch, nothing wasn't even from you.''



So, I'm done with these 2 stories.

Maybe some of you guys might think I'm being petty, I should be more optimistic and just forget these past memories.

But before you positive shat start talking, please understand that there are different types of people in this world. Something small to you might just mean something bigger to others. 

Think of people with lower self esteem and think before you speak. Some people forget easily, while some had to remember it forever. Who wouldn't want to be oblivious to things like that?? But sometimes, they just can't control. That's our personality.

I wish I could speak up for myself like this in the past. 

Okie, gotta stop the emo-ness...

Good night everyone!


Thursday 20 September 2012

Just some observations...

Just completed my 3 days part time job for a fair. I was helping a Japan booth and it was really tiring! But pretty eye-opening for me. I love observing people when I have nothing to do.. So there was really some people who fk-ingly irritate me. But of cos there was also nice people and heartwarming conversation.

Let me start with the irritating part. So the booth beside my booth was a Japanese company that sells really high tech equipment. I'm not sure what are they for, just know they look really expensive and whoever is selling them most probably earns lotsa money... So there was this father and son pair who is most probably locals who came for all 3 days to accompany the booth's Japanese boss and employees.

I overheard them and knew that this father is the distributor of the company's machines in Singapore. And then I actually saw his name card and learnt that he is a doctor/PHD.

Not surprised.

So, the freaking thing that irritates me about this Doctor is that he is fk-ing hostile. If he works with Japanese, he should know that he should smile and greet even people he doesn't know. But he didn't even greet my booth's Japanese, he doesn't even give a damn to smile or whatever... And he got this constantly arrogant shit face when walking pass our booth. And then his face is really weird because it is fk-ing red! Like it is so abnormal, it feels like he changes his blood everyday to get that overly-rosy face or most probably he eats 361861926 supplements tablets everyday. He totally looks like that sort.

He is most probably rich and he thinks he is distributing the most powerful equipment ever. By the way, he got the most cliche name ever... But I'm not gonna say it here to play safe.

You know if he got a son who is freaking good looking, I might just forgive this overly-rosy cheek hao lian doctor uncle's attitude. But you know what? His son is freakin fat! I know I'm bad, and I'm fat too. And i dont call anyone fat easily because I know how it feels to be called that. but you know it so justifiable to call him fat because, every single time he returns to the booth, he will be holding either a Watsons or 7-11 plastic bag with like candies or sweet drinks inside. And he is constantly biting something!!! And I think he is like as old as me or older than me.

And then everyday he goes to the booth, he stays there and do nothing except buying food for the Japanese and himself. and also CHEW on his food.

And not to mention, like his father he is also damn hostile and arrogant. And then he looks much less intellectual than his father. and I wonder why. Lastly, he is named after a scientific term most probably by his inconsiderate overly-rosy cheek hao lian milk daddy.

Did I mentioned that that son bought POCKY for the Japanese?

Didn't the years of education he went through teach him that POCKY IS FROM JAPAN? Why the fk would Japanese wanna come Singapore to eat POCKY?

Maybe they didn't because it is fking common sense just like how you call your dad's wife mom!!!!!!

I don't even know if the Japanese like him there all the time. Because everytime he is there, the booth gets so overcrowded. And then he has to stand near our booth with his fat arse covering our display. LIKE WTF RIGHT.

He didn't even bother to say sorry/excuse to us! FAT SHIT YOU.

Ok. enough said about the irritating pair...

So, the really cute part about the fair was the interaction between the boss and a group of ITE students.

This ITE girl came with her classmate and approached us for a brochure. Then she saw that my boss was from Japan so she said ''Arigatou!''. The boss, being nice, acted surprise and asked if she speaks Japanese.
So the conversation went on with her broken Japanese. It was all natural. and the group of ITE students said bye bye to us when leaving.

The boss asked me if they are university students. I was like errrrrr... i don't know how to explain ITE so I told them vocational school students.And they asked if there future doctors of Singapore. I lied and said maybe.

HAHAHAHA. thats a white lie ok, just wanna let him think that Singapore have really nice people as our doctors.

My boss had a really good impression of them. =D

Short and sweet.

My point is... why do idiots live better than nice people?
Is it because they are idiots so they get rich easily because they are idiots?

The group of ite students... hopefully they can get some decent technical jobs.

and what if that arse hole is one of our doctors? SHIT MAN.

You know I really hate the word ELITES.
There is no elites in Singapore in my opinion.
Probably just RICH PEOPLE.

Rich people who don't give a damn about their manners because they think money and their high education is everything.

Rich people who spend $362893742987429642 on a piece of branded bag/crap. 

Rich people who spend $893274289643923742 on their wedding as if THEY ARE ROYALS when you are fking not.

DISCLAIMER: I don't mind if these people are really nice and mannered people. I'm talking about rich idiots who have no manners like the father and son.

I always believed that MONEY CAN BUY EVERYTHING.

Money can buy you a wife even though you are fking fat and chewy.
(THIS IS SOOOO THE CASE FOR THAT GUY)

Money can buy you friends to chew with you.


BUT MONEY CAN'T BUY YOU GOOD NATURE.

And damn, I have a good nature, I swear.
(pls don't judge me by the number of 'fat' i used in this post. I rarely say that on others.)

My motto in life: 

好人有好报。

I know you are waiting for something more bombastic.

But seriously... 好人有好报。
做人就是如此,做好人做好事。

给别人一个微笑到底是有多难???