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Friday, August 22, 2008

So here I am!
I can't believe I'm starting to blog again...must be a miracle!
But then, it's sad to say that I have to begin with a rather disturbing entry.
Guess what?

I actually managed to make enemies with the ENTIRE 1A Class!!!

And you wanna know why?
All because I couldn't take the way they had NO RESPECT for my class, for me, and most importantly: My FRIENDS.

It's all because we went to drama class; a one which was taken out from our Edusave account so I had to go as I didn't want to waste my parents' money.
But truthfully speaking, it is kinda fun so I shadn't disrespect it or whatsoever.

Mr. Aravin (whoever you spell it) or as I like to call: "Mr Botak Tou", made us half-squat (kinda like a bend) with our backs straight and hands thrust out.
Why?
Hmm...
At first, he said that it was a 'punishment as we were being too noisy' (I was like: "WTH? I didn't say anything for the past hours (thanks to someone...)) and he kept joking as if it wasn't his business.

I didn't do it as my thighs were still suffering from the severe cramps that clutched my muscles a couple of nights ago.
Since they were recovering, why should I make them worse, huh?

So I didn't do it and I refused to talk as I was in a terribly bad mood.
Guess what?
Some she-human from 1A, took a drumstick from a drumset and whacked it on my butt.
The pain was kinda explosive and it really hurt.
I didn't make a sound nor show a reaction...I was curbing my anger inside. (Dude! What right did she have to HIT ME?!, even though the teacher said so).
And you know what that ... that ... girl (unable to use vularities...) did?
She remarked: "Wha! I hit so hard but not pain ah? (or something similar)
And started hitting me with the stick repeatedly---each time adding on more pressure and stregth, and getting nearer to my spine as she wasn't looking where she hit.
And with each stroke, my fury was rising and bubling up, waiting to explode and erupt.
And it did.
It escaped from my eyes and I glared at that girl with so much feriosity, I was so afraid I would lash out and attack her.
I've never felt so much rage before...never in my entire life!
Thankfully, I realzied what I was about to do and hastily blinked and flashed a (pehaps a almost-realistic) forced grin at her.
If I didn't shove that warped reflex action out, I'd probably be in some serious trouble if I attacked her.

I admire Nabilah.
I really do.
She's AWESOME!
Her right leg, after getting rammed by a wooden armchair or something was injured and she was limping.
But she's good, I swear.
The pain might be killing her while she carried out the teacher's "punishment" (so he said, for his personal sick perverted pleasure) but she's able to hide it under a suberb mask of indifference.
Made me feel kinda embarrased though.
She hardly shows her emotions but sometimes I can feel "vibes" from her that helps me pretict her mood.
I want to know her more though.
Still, I thank God for letting me meet such a wonderful friend.
And I thank WARRIORS too! If if wasn't for that book, I'd never have known that Nabilah actually knows my name and that she's such a great person.

Wait wait wait...
Out of point again! >o<>legs were shaking, I'd be pretty proud about them and start coming up with lame jokes or something. (don't ask me why, I just would)

Yoges kept on laughing...
She was in pain as well, but she couldn't stop giggling at even the un-funniest details.
*snorts in amusement*
She's really cute and beautiful and funny. (LOL)
I mean what I say, but sometimes people just don't believe me.
Do I really have a face that looks like a 'liar'?

But anyway, after the whole stupid ordeal where my great buds had to suffer like hell, that Mr Botak Head told us that we had to do that for a practice as sometimes in drama, we would have to freeze suddenly on stage, and that he was training us to do so.

I couldn't help thinking he could have told us earlier instead of saying that it was for his 'personal perverted pleasure' and that 'if he didn't see pain on our faces, he wouldn't let us stop'.
I knew he wasn't that sick in the head but some people like Ling Huey wouldn't get it...especially when she has SUCH a poor impression on Singaporeans. (She says she doesn't see me as a Singaporean and that is suberb! in a way)

While he was explaining all these, I realized that Ling Huey's eyes were getting increasingly red-rimmed by the seconds and sure enough, they became moist.
I was horrified.
Tears?
Why was she crying?

Ling Huey had recently been poisoned by a caterpillar (most probably) and it was really painful.
What Mr Botak Head had ordered us to do had just aggravated her condition and she was crying because of the pain.
The pain was as sharp as knifes stabbing through your arm.
Its sharp.
Its painful.
I felt is as if it were my own (and my left arm was beginning to throb badly).

She was really heated up about Mr Aravin.
She had such hatred in her eyes that I swore, there was a hint of murderous intent.

By the way, Charlene, who was beside me, glanced at Ling Huey and started asking me what was wrong with her.
Ling Huey didn't want others to bother her so I couldn't stop snapping out...saying something about mind your own business or something.
I know that was wrong of me but nowadays, my mood swings became very irritable.
I want to apologise soon.

Anyway, she started crying too a few minutes later because of the pain and some smart-alecks from 1A, came over, saw Nabilah sprawled on the ground; Ling Huey and Charlene in tears, Yoges moaning slightly (and me on the floor looking incredibly worried: we must have looked really pathetic) and mocked us:
"Aiyah...Cong 1B lai de ren dou shi zhe yang de lah."
My patience went out and I instantly spat:
"Mind your bloody words ... (something but no F-word or CB word or B-word, just 'Bloody').

I mean, seriously!
My friends were in pain no thanks to them and there they were, sarcastically mocking us?!
How could I take it?

I was wrong to snap, I know but couldn't they have a little but more compassion in them?
I know they are what people call 'Ah Lians' but even they have feelings!

And that's why when I walked past 1A, I noticed them glaring at me.
Ling Huey was really puzzled and she was wondering who was the person glaring at.
She said they scolded me the 'CCB' words but I didn't hear and I was glad I didn't.
They were more!

All of them positioned themselves at the stairs and God, was I terrified!
I kept trying to mask it with nervous laughter but...
It didn't work and I was really scared.
Thankfully, I have my friends: Ling Huey, Yoges, Nabilah, Stella, Michelle with me.
Jun De nai nai, JJ are two guys that may help me out. (Okay, they would, but they don't understand the situation and kept tellin me 'Never mind. You'll be fine")
And Miss Mindy.
And my two good guy friends: Nicholas and Zhi Jie!!!

And they had a reputation of having friends upper level and fighting.
I'm so scared!
My Mummy had problems like these before and they beat her up.
Luckily, her friends were there to help her.

I would talk about both of my guy friends but now, it's time to make a video, a song and a poem for my Mummy's birthday.
Oh well, see ya soon!!!

AND PLEASE SAVE ME FROM 1A CUZ I CAN'T HELP FEELING AFRAID!!!

Words of Wisdom from REI:
"Time heals all wounds"

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Friday, August 22, 2008

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