Class Photograph 2003
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I do not have too many comments on the photograph, except for the fact that most of the faces you see on the photograph look slightly different now. After all, it is currently September and that photograph was taken in April. Swee Wah and Jenny’s hair is so much longer now as compared to what is seen in the photograph. Yao Long’s hairstyle is also so much neater as compared to that in April. I was chatting with Yao Long on MSN not long ago and his first response when he saw the photograph was…
“Whoa, Havoc man, my hair!” :p
Once again, my Chinese tutor blew his top at the class, all thanks to the poor Chinese Faculty test results obtained. According to him, everyone had failed except for me, passing by a miserable two marks and obtaining a score of 51 in total. He then made use of the entire Chinese period doing nothing but to yell and scold the class continuously until the bell rang. I pretty much ignored him this time until I heard him say the following… (translated to English)
“So you all would like to become road sweepers after your A Levels? This is what will happen if you don’t do well in your Chinese. Go ahead! Go and clean the streets for all I care… Don’t say I didn’t warn you. Don’t come crying to me when you find that you can’t enter University…”
What the … ? This is just a faculty test, not the real A Levels. Must he go to the extent of exaggerating the ourcome so badly? Talk about adding insult to injury! Most of us (especially me) are already agonising about the promotional examinations almost to an extent of nervous breakdown, and he has to stand there, insulting us like as though it is nobody’s business. Furthermore, I digress that people who fail their A Levels would end up on the streets. This is a complete misconception that he has. The world is getting too materialistic as these days as all everybody cares about is grades and results. There is also so much of such nonsense spreading around which exactly like what Mr Wong YH has mentioned above. In my opinion, When there is a will, there is a way. Furthermore, we haven’t sat for the A Levels yet, so how can he just go ahead and put down our entire class without any printed black-and-white basis?
Argh… I don’t want to think any longer about how much Mr Wong has angered me. I have so much better use for my blogging space rather than to waste it on someone like him.
*pffft*
His words drove me to tears, though. As people always know, I only cry when I am angry, and I was certainly boiling over his harsh words. One of my Chinese tutorial classmates, Jaime, spotted me crying while we were leaving for our next class and told me not to bother too much about what the tutor just said because he was “nuts” to begin with. Then, he offered to walk me to my next class because we was worried that I might start crying again on the way.
I declined, though. However, I bumped into Tianxing along the way and she accompanied me to my next class without a word. Am so touched. :P
Just arrived home from bowling and lounging in front of the computer, happily surfing the internet. However, my cable modem broke down halfway, which means that I would not be able to come online for a while. I am typing this from the computer in my room which makes use of dial-up connections, which is definitely too slow for someone as impatient as me.
Still feeling as stressed as ever, even though the workload today wasn’t as bad as that of yesterday’s. It may also be due to the fact that I skipped my last lesson today and headed home a whole hour earlier, just for the sake of finishing all my work.
Today’s assembly before the school day started consisted of a 15 minute lecture from the school principal regarding an incident which took place quite some time ago. Those who have been here on a regular basis may have recalled a post in which I described how the staff in Tampines JC were against the JC1 students of this year, just because of the way many of the students behaved during the S-sube seminar held almost 4 months ago. During the whole 15 minutes, my JC’s principal did nothing except to nag and nag about the whole incident. I was practically fuming as she spoke. Why can’t she (along with all the other teachers of my JC) just put the whole incident behind them and move on? Why do they hate us JC1s so badly? The incident has already taken place such a long time ago, and yet they have to bring it up once again. This is completely infurigating, especially the way they love to rake up past incidents simply for an excuse to reprimand us.
Furthermore, here is a quote from all her nagging. “… so get rid of all your childishness and irresponsibility right away!”
Hello? We are who we are. Everyone of us have different levels of maturity, as well as our own personalities. All of us are different in our own way. If that’s the way some JC1 students are, let them be it. They are born to be who they currently are. She has absolutely no right to control us, or tell us what to do or what to change, especially in terms of personality. It’s either you accept it, or you don’t.
I have been driven to my limits… I can’t take it anymore. A pre-warning to all my visitors, this is not going to be a pleasant entry, because it involves myself pouring out all my problems and relieving all the tension in my mind.
As mentioned before, my schedule has been really tight recently as I have started to study hard for my promotional examinations as well as to catch up with the increasing pile of homework assigned by my teachers every single day, all to the extent which I am on the verge of a breakdown. What made all that building frustration overflow was during Chinese tutorial today when my Chinese teacher (Mr Wong YH) announced that there would be a mini “Chinese Test” every single lesson. Any mistakes made during the tests will result in endless copying of the Chinese words, meanings and example sentences. Honestly, I panicked upon hearing that, as this would definitely increase my workload greatly. Thus, I tried to make a request to my Chinese teacher to explain my current work overload predicament, and his only reply was…
“That is your own problem, deal with it.”
Deal with it? All this studying and school related work has gone to such an extent in which I am already studying and working for at least 5-6 extra hours a day, excluding school hours. This is ridiculous! I have my own life to lead, I have a website to mantain, and I need to have time indulging in my favourite activities as well. But college life is giving me no time for all that. Every single day only consists of work, work and more work. After that harsh reply from my Chinese tutor, I was so stressed out that I started sobbing silently in the corner of the classroom. However, nobody even gave a ^$&% about me…
Upon reaching home, I headed straight for my desk to revise for my Physics test as well has to attempt completing the whole stack of Mathematics assignments and tutorials dumped on me by my Mathematics tutor today. To me, doing Mathematics is completely demoralising as I have no clue as to how to solve at least 85% of the questions. Frustrated, I flung all my tutorial sheets aside and stoned at my desk for a while, thinking about how useless I was. Then, I recalled the Chinese tests (or known as “Chinese Spelling”) imposed on me by my Chinese teacher and the stress overflowed.
The nervous breakdown took over. As soon as my mother reached home, I stormed out of my room and started screaming and yelling about my current school situation and how I couldn’t take it any longer. All that screaming, complaining and (of course) crying lasted for about an hour until I finally calmed down. My mother, being worried for my emotional situation, offered to ring up my Chinese tutor as well as the College principal tomorrow to complain about the school workload. But I reckon that would be any much help.
I hate the Education system in Singapore! If MOE wishes to produce intellectual, overworked and psycho students in the future, they would be a shoo-in at the rate they are going. If my current stress level continues, there would soon be a time where I would just explode and go crazy.
I just can’t take it any longer!