Thursday, October 26, 2006.
I woke up to a so-called day, ate my so-called breakfast, boarded the so-called bus, and got to the so-called school.Are you annoyed already?
Unfortunately, the so-called journey does not end here.
Tell me, how is it possible to command respect for a so-called authoritative figure when it comes to dressing down in the form of so-called sandals and socks?
Also, when so-called speeches are so highly irrelevant they steer towards personal history and achievements (some people have the tendency to do that often), all that comes into my mind is, "Oh, what a brag."
Yes sure, a thousand other people, if not more, are masters of organic chemistry and of the structures in a plant as well as the human body.
Thus, what point does it make to boast of that achievement? And how ironic is the statement about a student not grasping a language in the way he should when that someone who is judging isn't perfectly fluent with another universal language?
It helps if you can examine yourself before talking about someone else.
Yes, everyone makes that mistake, but not everyone blatantly and indignantly makes it in front of a huge crowd when the linguistic errors are so clear to your ears you can't help but try to stifle your laughter.
Believe me, stifling a laughter and trying to pass it off as a cough isn't easy when the room is so relatively silent.
Whatever that was uttered, I believe, only 2% of it had any relevance to why I was there in the first place.
This happens when you want to try to prove yourself and end up bringing the sins of yesterday on to today so one is able to harp harp and harp on it.
We don't really need to know how much you get, we don't want to know that you are capable of defending yourself.
I think it's stupid to ask stupid questions and expect answers which you know that the crowd won't give. So what if people actually comply and raise their hands? Not everyone wants to be so blatantly honest, and whatever modes or numbers of transport which we get to some place by, I believe, is the least of concerns amongst the prevailing and apparent problems.
However the argument got dragged and pathetically extended to NE was beyond me.
Traffic jams do happen, and innocent people who happen to leave their homes 1.5 hours before school starts are not always excluded from being held up.
The point is, scold once and it's pretty enough.
It sucks to be sitting/standing there listening to an old grandfather story over and over and about the 8 favourite letters of the alphabet people so love to emphasize on.
The reaction you get?
Yah yah yah whatever. I do not read the instituitions's 101 rules.
It's very easy to turn deaf ears onto what you do not want to repeatedly hear.
Alright enough of this so-called saga.
I feel bad.
Rather bad.
We're bad.
But what can we do? How do we salvage this situation? Is it possible to turn it onto a less rocky path?
AYE.
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