It's yesterday once more

Yesterday wasn't bad, class was okay. It started out with English for the first 2 periods. It was time for Yeow Kon Tai. She asked us to open our literature books and asked us to read the poem I Wonder. After a brief look at the poem, Ms. Yeow asked us what do we wonder about. The poem is actually about wondering about nature. From the way i see it, the author of the poem was imagining himself as when he was a little boy, curios about the world, wondering about why and how things work. Although simple, the poem brings much meaning and makes us go back to the time where i always wondered about how the world works. I always wondered why do start only appear at night, and why does the shape of the moon keep changing. Why in Malaysia the leaves are always green but in America, the leaves will change to red. Why? Why? Why?

Teacher started to call a few students to stand up and tell her about their wonders. She also called me. I had no idea what to say. Until she called the next person, i had a wonder. "Why did Ryan give his Mouse-Lemur to Rachel?" Now THAT is a good wonder. That will make the whole class go "ooooo..." But i don't want to humiliate him in public so i just kept my mouth shut. She also called Hui Ping to tell her wonder. Her wonder was "Why does school always seem so boring?" for me it is sometimes, but not all the time. I like it when a teacher involves us in an activity like when we need to team up and do a project like what Miss Wanie always do in our class. You know why class is so boring to her? It is because when teacher doesn't teach, she sleeps, and talks, and sleep, and talk some more. OF COURSE IT IS BORING! Not to be rude or anything but i am just giving my opinion.

After that it is our Science class and our KH. Not much to say but Chee Zhen cried because i was ignoring everybody. I said I am sorry then she stopped. I dunno why, to be honest, why you need to cry? I am having my own tantrum, there is no need to cry over that. I am not saying she is a cry baby or anything but, seriously, why cry because of that? You know i can just get mad over a small thing. You have plenty of friends. Me? I only have friends when there is no Agama. When it is agama, war starts and my team has no soldiers. I have to help myself survive through the horror. No need to cry over little things. I am sorry okay Chee Zhen.

I shall end my post here as i have nothing else to write about. My next post will be about Saturday school. Yipee... *sarcastic voice*