O' Level Results
Secondary school sucks. Even when you're out of it.
BEFORE giving out the results, the stupid school CRESCENT GIRLS' SCHOOL made us all WAIT and listen to the respective marks of the high-scorers and watch them go through their prize-giving ceremony. F-- THEM. Vulgar but I don't care. I'm very angry.
The top-shitty-scorer in the whole of Singapore is--get this--a MALAYSIAN, Mahathir do you get this? WHOOO!!!!!!! The top Indian student is ______. Both my classmates. No hard feelings.
What I'm truly frustrated about is the lack of support the school gave us when we were still in school. Nobody gave a damn about my sister and I when we were there and doing badly and being terribly unhappy as the teachers' pets had all seemed to have ganged up on me for no apparent reason. In fact, on the one or two occasions when I had outbursts due this, my classmates and teachers thought I was crazy and unreasonable.
And even after. I saw a couple of girls crying outside the hall and being comforted by friends. No teachers, the principal and everyone else were all inside REJOICING over the grades of the top few. One shall always cry alone.
I had been hoping to leave this all behind, but somehow I'm always being led back to it. I hope that someday, when I graduate from school and no longer have to care about grades, I can finally forget this unhappiness.
BEFORE giving out the results, the stupid school CRESCENT GIRLS' SCHOOL made us all WAIT and listen to the respective marks of the high-scorers and watch them go through their prize-giving ceremony. F-- THEM. Vulgar but I don't care. I'm very angry.
The top-shitty-scorer in the whole of Singapore is--get this--a MALAYSIAN, Mahathir do you get this? WHOOO!!!!!!! The top Indian student is ______. Both my classmates. No hard feelings.
What I'm truly frustrated about is the lack of support the school gave us when we were still in school. Nobody gave a damn about my sister and I when we were there and doing badly and being terribly unhappy as the teachers' pets had all seemed to have ganged up on me for no apparent reason. In fact, on the one or two occasions when I had outbursts due this, my classmates and teachers thought I was crazy and unreasonable.
And even after. I saw a couple of girls crying outside the hall and being comforted by friends. No teachers, the principal and everyone else were all inside REJOICING over the grades of the top few. One shall always cry alone.
I had been hoping to leave this all behind, but somehow I'm always being led back to it. I hope that someday, when I graduate from school and no longer have to care about grades, I can finally forget this unhappiness.
posted by fairypenguin at 1:22 AM
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