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just went back to sec school today... there's a familiar feel to the walk to school from potong pasir mrt station... the dog poo, the cars, the house with the bow wow dog, the st john's home with the funny old folks.. banners with politicians faces.. but there's another feeling i cant quite grasp... its as though i dont quite belong there anymore... the blue shirt the grey tie and skirt.. sigh. imagine an old school girl being asked to register at the main gate so that she can visit the school. i felt so much like an outsider. a stranger with no affliliation to the school or whatsoever. felt so unwelcomed that i decided to grab my cert and leave without saying hi to any teachers.

sigh not going back tomorrow. though i really really feel like it. but seems that no one really cares enough to go back.. i mean.. the spirit of teachers day is to give thanks and show appreciation to those who taught you? sigh i really dont know.

im beginning to really dislike some people in class. actually only one that i REALLY REALLY SERIOUSLY dislike. i mean. when you're in the wrong u just shut up can. stop saying spiteful comments like ' if you dont feel well, dont come to school and teach us and waste our time' when you dont understand the whole situation. if you're sooooo FRIGGING smart you can dont come to school right. why waste your time anyway. why do you make yourself to be such an asshole that everyone just plain hates you? and you being an asshole is just the tip of the iceberg but i shall not contaiminate my blog by bitching about you.