Cheng Yunyuan, Bernadette;
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the only THING that would be there for me,
would be blogger.
its the only place where i can place my rants andd it will have no issues about it.

so the teachers in polytechnics are like those arses in JC and sec sch afterall.
i was naive enough to think they're not gonna care or bother what you sayy.
andd sooo,
my post will go on to sayy how pain in the arse some teachers at polytechnics will be.

todayy,
CRS, critical reasoning skills lesson.
its like some sort of eng lesson if most do not know what it is about.
i'm not going to the long story of what exactly has happened,
but just a short summary.
so we'll go on to name the arse old hag.
that old hag obviously has issues against me, just because i was trying to get her to see my point of view,
which the brainless bitch do not understand.
my friends andd i,
or should i sayy one more of my friend since the other two were too silent,
has been repeatedly rephrasing our sentence to allow her to understand,
since her interllectual capacity is comprimised.
she could not frigging understand andd finally said this,
" people who thinks that they are better than the rest of the class can simply leave."
wtf?
i was not arguing with her.
i was getting her pea brains to understand a simple statement.
noww, she attacked me personally.
since the argument was about censorship, she asked the class to write about their own views,
which is not what she wanted in the first place.
andd she went on saying the statement we write would be accounted for in the marking scheme.
in the end, she only read my statement and no others.
no one even handed it in.
its an obvious personal attack.
well, so be it.
she stoop so low to apologise, but i bet she never meant it.
she did it for the sake of some scheming reasons i suppose.

no wonder she said she received loads of complains.
noww i understood.
her mind is so narrow, there is no way she'll ever accept any other views.
so whats the point of being a teacher?

i felt like pulling every strand of hair on her body, strip her,tear her skin and pour salt all over her.
i want to rearrange her body parts.
argghhh.

i controlled my tears.
i only tear if i'm too angry to shout.
i didn't want her to smug.
andd i did it well.
i could feel the blood gushing through my entire body.
my face was blood red.
andd the only reason i held back was for my distinction.
i doubt i'll ever get it, but at least for my B.