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Yours truly. 17. Female. Malaysian. Petite. 27th MAY. Single. Maybe available *hinthint* NEWS is her only drug. Absolutely, magically in love with BEAST. Hey! Say! JUMP. SHINee. Super Junior. In that order. Assuntarian. A Harry Potter Twitter Role-Player. Compulsive writer. Lusting for a glance in her direction. Sings like the world is deaf. As genuine as you can get. A self-proclaimed narcissist. Enjoys not having the other half
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watch your mouth; you'll eat your words
Sunday, April 25, 2010 @ 5:05 AM
watch your mouth; you'll eat your words

You know, for a moment, I wondered what was wrong with Blogger's tools...you know the writing tools because they seemed to bare and little. Then I realised that I had been LiveJournal-ing so much that I forgot what Blogger looks like. ^^
If you were in my class, you would know the reason for this post.
It dates back to yesterday (Saturday) and a certain Science class.
Obviously, I wouldn't mention names here...only initials. And if any of you are thinking of taking this to the teachers...would you even know who the person is? I'm sure you would but would you have any proof I'm tkaing about her?
Eat your shorts.

Dear Pn J,
Is there a solid reason as to why you pick solely on our class? Is it because we are the "last Science class" as you put it, therefore, there are no "smart" people in our class and therefore, you are allowed to call us stupid and poke fun at every mistake made?
My mother tells me it's because we are the last class and there are no smart people in our class whose IQ is higher than yours. Compared to your other class where they are uber smart and have IQs higher than yours. Therefore, you cannot criticise them.
Also, is there a reason as to why you are so mean and rude to your students? Do you know that by acting that way towards us, you are not making us any smarter? In fact, you are fuelling the hatred for a single teacher. In my whole life, I have not hated-and I use hated not disliked-another teacher as much as I do you. Care to explain to me why this is?
A softer and nicer but strict approach would do well to teach us a lesson. There is no need to deface us and bring us down to a level so low just because of a few silly mistakes or things that we do not know.
If you do not tell us, then we wouldn't know. We were not informed that after every solution, you need to wash the measuring cylinder before putting in another solution. How were we supposed to know that?
And just because we were the first group to get it done, there is no need to degrade us by calling us names and showing us another group's perfect results because of a tiny mistake. "FIRST GROUP! See? This is what the results are supposed to look like. Benedict's solution is not suppose to change."
Do you think I have never seen Benedict's solution? Do you think I'm so stupid that I don't understand the lesson? Do you think that I will not be able to pass my paper?
Maybe I might not be able to. Maybe the whole class might fail. But that is not an excuse to call us names and taunt us, throwing each tiny mistake in our faces.
We do not need to be reminded of these embarassing things. Degrading us with it will not make us better.
And do you know what's worse? Because we finished the experiment first...and moved on to the third part first? And because we had our last test tube cooling down, she didn't dare look at us because we did it correctly while the others did it wrongly.
Because we were the first to finish without any slipups despite the second part where I did not was the measuring cylinder, she didn't dare to look at us in the eye.
And when we didn't know that holding a hot test tube under running water would cool it down faster, she poked fun at us again. And she was nicer to the other groups when she told them that.
Why? It's a psychological thing to make herself feel better. Because we had done it without any major mistakes and she can't bring herself to admit that we actually understand what we were supposed to be doing.
Do you think I'm stupid? Do you think I come from the M block? Who as you put it "don't know how to handle equipment and shouldn't be in a Science class"? Who as you put it "don't deserve to be in a Science class and that we're only in here because it's the last class and we're all in here because we're stupid"? Think again, you goddamned woman.
Dear Pn J,
Just so you know, I deserve to be in Science 1 but I chose to be in this class because of the subjects offered and not because I'm stupid. Do try to find out more about your students before you poke fingers at them. And when you ask us to make friends with those from Science 1 and 2 to see how they study and manage your time...you want to know what, you inconsiderate hippocrite? Half my friends are from those two classes.
I don't need to be friends with them to know their habits. I already am. And you know what? The way they study is no different from the rest of us.
I'm going to prove to you that I can pass my paper for the mid term examinations. And get my RM10. And if you go back against that promise, you'll be hearing from my parents and my classmates. And if all of us pass, you owe us RM290. And if I get an A, you'll be sure that you give me RM80.
You want us to fail so much? Wait till you see what an A1 student can do.
You'll be so astounded you'll never dare to look me in the eye again.
Mark my words, my dear Pn J, you will never dare to look me in the eye again.

I hearts,
Lyn