I used to be a kind,sweet caring girl. But, suddenly everything had changed. I mean I didn't choose to became like that. Going to a secondary school, is like a brand new start. New school, new classmates, new friends, new teachers. I was happy with everything at first, until THAT person came into the classroom. Yes, she's none other than the GOOD teacher, MS NG. I don't have any bad impression of her at first, since we haven't communicate yet. But as days goes by, things started to change for the worst. She like always picking on me, judging me, criticize me and everything she could find to trouble me. I bear with it at first, hoping this will stop, but it didn't So, I changed into another person. I'm now a rebellious girl and had a broken heart inside me. Friends around me are shocked to see me like that and some of them asked me what happened. I said " Well, teachers are suppose to be fair and good right? But we DON'T have that kind of form teacher. She's the one who changed me." But my attitude is still the same towards everybody, except HER. I dread the most by going to school is seeing her and attending her CRAP LESSONS. Unknowingly, I will have no energy to listen and was doing my own things Like listening to music with my earpiece, scribbling things on my books and sometimes talk to people sitting beside me. I just don't want to look at her and listen to her lessons. I thought that it would minimize my hate towards her, it worked out at first. Then, she walked towards me and pulled out my earpiece and scolded me in front of everyone. I ignored her, pretending that I can't hear her. What she said next is worst, " Hey,I can't believe I have this kind of rotten student in class!If you're not interested, get out of my class. Don't waste everyone's time!" I stare at her so hard that she might die. If only look could kill people. I stood up and replied "Me? Rotten? Oh please, ask yourself who did this to me? You can ask those who'd know me earlier that I'm NOT like this!" She smirked and said " Oh come on, be sensible. Are you trying to blame me? If you're not that useless you think I would pick on you?" So, she just admit that she DID pick on me. I seriously couldn't take it anymore, I grabbed my bag and dashed out of the class. I went to the washroom and broke down into tears. Great, now my heart have a huge deep scar, made by HER. I managed to stop crying and climb the stairs to find somewhere quieter, I don't care if I got caught by other teachers. I just don't want to see HER. After a while, one of my friend, Jesslyn, she came to comfort me. I was really touched. She told me" I know you don't wish to be like that, but because of all those pressure that you couldn't handle. But don't give up, there's still people who cares about you" I just smile at her, so I won't cry. She had to go back to class and I was being left alone again. I was thinking of skipping school the next day, but my parents doesn't allow. So I dragged my feet to school and had my lessons. Every time it was HER lessons, I would quickly slipped away and hide somewhere else. And when her lesson end, I would secretly sneak back to class. I mean I am still interested with study, I just hated that teacher and her lessons. PS: All the above I'd wrote is just a story I'd made up. I will continue if I'm free. Inspiration goes to my dream, I just want to continue it by my imagination. Bye, if you like this, do drop a comment on my blog inbox.

♥ Sunday, December 30, 2012