Today is the first time in the week that i m back home so early! yes, 5 pm is a rather early one! i just know i had a super busy week, almost go back home after 6pm, but what exactly am i busy with? i m not too sure myself.
We had an A math Mock exam today. Well, again, everyone seemed confident, as for me, i could not see much a diffrence in the level of difficulty with the last A math mock. I guess one reason being i did not revise at all! yes, too busy to revise. too busy for things which i dun even know.
Mr Gary Tan came to our class to do that survey that day. Our class, same as last year's 4C1, was very enthusiastic in expressing our views, well, mostly are negative. i guess this is what surveys are for. Understanding the students' unhappiness and then school teachers would improve accordingly. somehow, i feel teachers in Singapore are rather a sympathetic bunch. they are not like teachers in china where students dare not voice a word of anything against the teachers. This, was my life in China. I somehow lived in oppression. Oppressed by the teachers. If my form teacher, Ms Xie, was angry with me, i would be upset for a whole week. I still remember once which Ms Xie hated me to the core as i did something she detested which was gossiping about one boy and one girl. What Ms Xie did to punish me was totally ignore me. Once i mustered all my courage to say bye to her when i was about to leave the classroom, she simply ignored me. i still remember her face, frowning, not looking at me at all. i guess this period was the first and only time i fell into depression. maybe i could say this was the darkest days of my school life.
The favoritism played by the teachers is another thing that oppressed me. The teachers, especially Ms Xie, only liked bright or well-off pupils. i belong to neither catagory. poor me. fortunately, i came to Singapore where was more democractic than China. No one would force u do things if u object strongly. And in this place, i became more bold. From the never-dare-to-complain-anything girl to the current complain queen. If u say i m a complain queen, i would rather say i have the rights to complain if i see things being unjustly done. For example, if the restaurant waiter was being rude to me, i would complain to the manager, as i have paid him, i deserve good service.
it sounds abit off track. luckily it is not an official exam.
Shall stop here, i have not blogged for a week!!!
