It is time to continue the previous post. Darshie sweets, please don't thank me. I did not do anything at all to help and I could have so much more. I am just sorry I wasn't there as much as I wanted to.
Moving on to the other things that happened, Happy fun things, my good friend from Australia was down,, Yay.. Am.. We have been best of friends since we were 16, the year i shifted to Ipoh. And she was this prefect in school, very smart, kind and also funny, especially when it comes to doing silly things in school. I remember there was this time back in Form 4 when we were busy painting the classroom and picture this .....
flashback.....
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Alright alright.. the classroom walls had hieroglyphs (ancient egyptian writing) -gold on black walls,
And the front part of the class, we did graffiti (I know, How cool right?? :))
So anyways, the grafitti, we painted our class name (4 orchid,, n the year 200-something in blood red, with the bloody effect!! ( You know, the effect you get if you spray the paint too close to the wall and it drips- hence the blood effect??) Yeap thats the one...Nice right :)
So we finished painting the class, and we were so proud of our work, and we were the envy of the other classes and all... And came the Class Party Day..
As it fell on OCT 31, we decided the theme for the party should be Halloween, and dress up like ghost and ghouls and all. And so we came with rolls and rolls of toilet rolls, and started wrapping ourselves up to be mummies, Ameeta became a vampire (with the help of black garbage bag and fake teeth ??), another became vampire/devil.. some evil persona..
So anyway what happened then was, some teachers came over to the class to feast and all, and suddenly comes the Assistant Principle (PK HEM) and I think the disciplin teacher and they start screaming at us, asking how come we are dressed up as Ghosts and how come the class was so dark ( we had candles and the doors were covered with shreded black garbage bags and we even had a carved pumpkin in the middle... Nice right??) Nope they didnt think so. The teachers thought, they actually thought we were in a cult, we probably are in this Black Metal Cult group since it was a Hype at that time. To add to their believe, they saw the bloody effect of the graffiti and they were convinced that we are satanic, we did offering in blood and we probably run amok burning holy books!! Goodness.. We tried explaining and you can guess as much that she didnt believe us at all. It was ridiculous, we had to tear off the black plastic layering at the door, blow off the candles and the next day, repaint over the bloody effect :((
Its sad how teachers nowadays, or perhaps like 7 years ago (ok ok,, only some) they don't seem to understand the students they are teaching. I mean if you are teaching a bunch of 16 year olds, then it would do you good if you could at least find out somethings about their likes, whats in or not right?
But the worst of the lot, in my opinion would be primary school teachers, who forbid primary kids to run around. You won't believe the things they say during school assembly. How would I know? Oh boy, the apartment I am staying in, is right next to a primary school. The kids are actually shouted at every morning, without fail. And they are forbidden to runaround and play during Recess time. Can you imagine, study study till its recess, then you buy your food, eat in total silence n awe ( okay, exageration again.. :)) and then line up and back to class to study more. And once school is over, you got to rush back to the bus or parent's car and to the next destination (tuitions/piano class/ballet/taekwandoe/wushu?? haha... I don't know what this kids do anyway).
I would think, it is so much more stressful to be a primary school kid than being anything else... At least to a certain extend..
Agree, no??
Moving on to the other things that happened, Happy fun things, my good friend from Australia was down,, Yay.. Am.. We have been best of friends since we were 16, the year i shifted to Ipoh. And she was this prefect in school, very smart, kind and also funny, especially when it comes to doing silly things in school. I remember there was this time back in Form 4 when we were busy painting the classroom and picture this .....
flashback.....
...
....
Alright alright.. the classroom walls had hieroglyphs (ancient egyptian writing) -gold on black walls,
And the front part of the class, we did graffiti (I know, How cool right?? :))
So anyways, the grafitti, we painted our class name (4 orchid,, n the year 200-something in blood red, with the bloody effect!! ( You know, the effect you get if you spray the paint too close to the wall and it drips- hence the blood effect??) Yeap thats the one...Nice right :)
So we finished painting the class, and we were so proud of our work, and we were the envy of the other classes and all... And came the Class Party Day..
As it fell on OCT 31, we decided the theme for the party should be Halloween, and dress up like ghost and ghouls and all. And so we came with rolls and rolls of toilet rolls, and started wrapping ourselves up to be mummies, Ameeta became a vampire (with the help of black garbage bag and fake teeth ??), another became vampire/devil.. some evil persona..
So anyway what happened then was, some teachers came over to the class to feast and all, and suddenly comes the Assistant Principle (PK HEM) and I think the disciplin teacher and they start screaming at us, asking how come we are dressed up as Ghosts and how come the class was so dark ( we had candles and the doors were covered with shreded black garbage bags and we even had a carved pumpkin in the middle... Nice right??) Nope they didnt think so. The teachers thought, they actually thought we were in a cult, we probably are in this Black Metal Cult group since it was a Hype at that time. To add to their believe, they saw the bloody effect of the graffiti and they were convinced that we are satanic, we did offering in blood and we probably run amok burning holy books!! Goodness.. We tried explaining and you can guess as much that she didnt believe us at all. It was ridiculous, we had to tear off the black plastic layering at the door, blow off the candles and the next day, repaint over the bloody effect :((
Its sad how teachers nowadays, or perhaps like 7 years ago (ok ok,, only some) they don't seem to understand the students they are teaching. I mean if you are teaching a bunch of 16 year olds, then it would do you good if you could at least find out somethings about their likes, whats in or not right?
But the worst of the lot, in my opinion would be primary school teachers, who forbid primary kids to run around. You won't believe the things they say during school assembly. How would I know? Oh boy, the apartment I am staying in, is right next to a primary school. The kids are actually shouted at every morning, without fail. And they are forbidden to runaround and play during Recess time. Can you imagine, study study till its recess, then you buy your food, eat in total silence n awe ( okay, exageration again.. :)) and then line up and back to class to study more. And once school is over, you got to rush back to the bus or parent's car and to the next destination (tuitions/piano class/ballet/taekwandoe/wushu?? haha... I don't know what this kids do anyway).
I would think, it is so much more stressful to be a primary school kid than being anything else... At least to a certain extend..
Agree, no??
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