you shoot across my sky like a meteor

I read the IN Section in the Straits Times last Tuesday and found out that Singapore students squeeze 42 hours into 24 hours. If that's the case, I think for my school its like 45 hours since our curriculum end later that the norm.

I believe everyone's entitled to their own opinions. I am not a saint. I can't keep things bottled up and let go just like that. I need to thrash these out sooner or later, don't I?

Lately, I feel like I am in a different world. I feel left out in their conversations. Language barrier perhaps? Haix. I believe my tolerance level is not that low. I can still live and let live. If I bear grudges now and then or take things to heart at the slightest things, the hatred can consume me whole. I know that but still...

I'm only human.

I can still take your punches.

I hate my classroom duty. To the max. I can sweep and everything else but clean the windows with newspapers that are wet? Everyday? Are you kidding? What am I? I presume if those annoying people were given such duty, they would do it without the slightest grimace? Perhaps not. I am not a spoiled brat like some people I know. Get this straight.

I would do my duty if you ever lift a finger to do manual work and not boss people around. Seriously, it's annoying. That whiney voice of yours telling people to do their work.

I had my say in this matter.

Signing off now.