Life. So many things to do. So many people to meet.
I would love to write about how happy-dory my Chinese New Year Celebration is, but I can't, because I would love myself more if I wrote about the three annoying people in my college life that gets on my nerves every time they talk to me. I just love to complain.
Person #1
Name: Cikgu something something
Nickname: The discipline teacher that pakai kaca mata atu, but as I like to call her, the Wicked Witch of the East.
Attire: Glasses, mole, lipstick of dull colour, not-so-high heels and Baju Kurung.
Why she annoys me: It actually started today. I've seen her around school all the time catching people who break the school rules but never really encountered her wrath. Unfortunately for me, I got to school later than usual this morning and crossed her path. I was wearing WHITE socks but they had coloured stars on it. I don't mind getting caught, it is my fault that I didn't bother picking ugly dull socks to wear that particular morning, but I'm just annoyed by the fact that she made all these assumptions about me. 'Why did you wear those coloured socks, this is very serious, are you trying to show off to the juniors (the juniors were in today for their first Orientation Day), are you trying to show off that you are breaking the rules?' OH MY GOD. I just hate it when people keep yapping and start making all these assumptions about you without letting you have the chance to explain yourself. Sheesh! To think she would actually use her time and energy to sniff out the smokers in school instead of hunting down students who commit petty crimes like having hair that's 0.1 cm too long and socks which are not completely white in colour.
Punishment for annoying me: I hope that a bird fly over her head and bombs bird poop on her shoulder once a week until I am no longer a Maktab Duli student. That means until all the paperwork is done, not just when I am not studying there anymore.
Person #2
Name: Mr. Law
Nickname: N/A, but as I like to call him, Mr. Naggy Mommy.
Attire: Normal working shirt and pants, tie that never matches, glasses, old leather shoes and old leather belt.
Why he annoys me: This annoyance started on Thursday. He had always been very naggy since the first ever Registration in 2006. He's always repeating the same things, 'Must take late slip, must fill in accountability form, Azim, don't sit with the girls, no drinks in class, shh... and clean here and there'. To think he'd get sick of hearing himself repeat the same things over and over again, but I didn't mind because none of it was directed at me. He is a good teacher to have since I can always ask for Mathematical help from him early in the morning, especially when my assignment is due later. He had always been naggy when he insists that Syaza writes a letter every single time she is absent. But on one faithful Registration morning, our Monthly Progress Report was out. I was called up front to check my grades, Math- A, Lit- A, EAS- B, Socio- D and History- D. Feeling fine with the results I got, I went back to my seat to finish start on my Mill on the Floss essay. After the reading of the morning prayer, he came over and started yammering, 'Why suddenly your History and Sociology so bad? You didn't study? These subject require a lot of reading? Is it you didn't read enough? Must have been because you didn't read properly, last time I study also wasn't difficult.' HELL-LO-OH. You studied Sociology and History for A-Level meh? Let me see your Certificate lah! A Math teacher studied History and Sociology and got A/B for it? I grab a knife and cut my pinkie off. I actually study my ass off for these subjects, so he should not have made all these nonsensical assumptions about how I study.
Punishment for annoying me: I hope that he steps on lizard poop every working day until the day that we don't have to go for registrations anymore.
Person #3
Name: Something
Nickname: B****a, but as I like to call her, Ms. Talk Crap like a Sycophant
Attire: Maktab Duli uniform, tudong to cover her big head, ugly Bata shoes (actually my shoes are from Bata as well), big backpack that makes her 'appear' thinner and accessories that never match.
Why she annoys me: From day one of meeting her already I don't like her. I have very low tolerance for people who make assumptions about my smartity (smartness quantity). This particular girl annoys me the most since she consistently makes comments that refers to my intelligebility (intelligence capability), 'Jo, you're so smart, Jo, you're so hardworking, Jo, you always hand in your work on time, Jo, you can do it, I know you.' I always hand in my work on time?! Have you not heard about my Mill on the Floss essay that is overdue by three months and still counting? You know me? I'm so smart and hardworking? I only met you last year and I don't even spend an ounce of time socialising with you. The only way you could have come to any of those conclusions is that you are a stalker, you checked my O Level results or you follow me everywhere I go to discover that I go to classrooms and the library to study and do my work. Well, I can't help it if she's so in love with me.
Punishment for annoying me: I hope she sits on lizard poop twice a week wherever she goes until our A Level results come out next year.
Thus, you can see now how I actually have zero tolerance for people who just simply makes assumptions about things that they have no idea about. There are actually dozens more just like the three mentioned above, but, so much to write, so little time.
