all worn out

setiausaha of bball club. is a fucking sick job.
naib peng in class. its okay but with fucking teachers, its a bad job.

-name lists, kehadiran, collecting blue cards, writing date in every single blue cards, giving back blue cards, reports aka laporan.
its like writing a frigging short essay every week! PLUS karangan every week and essay.
omg kill me please.

and pn mag says im an irresponsible person, because i practically didnt bring the duty roster to school, BECAUSE OUR CLASSROOM IS IN THE FUCKING LIBRARY. WITHOUT A PAPAN KENYATAAN.
where does she expect me to stick the duty roster huh? on the whiteboard? on the cupboard? on the books? ON HER FACE?

but im bringing it tmr so that she cant say im irresponsible anymore. i bet she'll comment on it tho, like why is the duty roster following the namelist? blahblah. its pn tan's order. ask her if u want. i dont fucking care okay. its not supposingly to be my job anyway >;(

and tmr im going to the new classroom, with a papan kenyataan (should i say yay?)
and its gonna be damn fucking hot in there because our stupid school cant afford any air conds.
and the classrooms are in the middle of our field. with the sun glaring at us the whole freaking morning and afternoon.

and thanks to the pengetua, when its raining there will be no recess for us unless we soak ourselves in the stinky acid rain.
but anyway, when its raining i wonder how the teachers are gonna come into our class (hah! with an umbrella perhaps?)

okay. back to my report. byes