Finished my work =)

Just finished editing my story script. Feel a little bit of accomplishment, even after Ms. Eva ranting about my English and stuff and editing my script like an English compositions. Which i normally get like 16 or sometimes luckily 17 out of 30.

Well Since i'm talking about my English, i just want to be so proud of my 'O' Levels grade for English.

I got a nice B3 for English.

Not an A2 or an A1 or even Distinction. Just a B3 makes me like fly around the whole world. Well, i came from a pure chinese speaking or rather a lot of dialect such as TeoChew and Hokkien in it. Well, i'm a total newbie on dialect( i think its wrong spelling, well heck).

Why am i so happy for an B3?

Because i'm ALWAYS a c6,c5 student throughout my life. Even my primary school- Okay i got an band 3 for English.

Well, i always passed until that 'O' levels prelims, i got an nice freaking E8. yay i failed. and really badly. Every single teacher was discussing the issue with me that i maybe retaining just because of a single subject called English.

It's a torture to really cramped good English talking, good grammer, good subject verb agreement, good phrase, no fragments of meaning, no run-ons etc. and the list goes on. I took like a lot of pride pills to reduce my pride and ask my friends for help on English, ask them on how i wrote my Essay, asked my depressing teacher to kindly mark my Extra essays so i can improve Within 2 months.

I worked like triple duple hard, memorized paragraphs by paragraphs of good essays and tried applying, manipulating it to fit the essay and so on.

I hate teachers who looked down on me. There's one teacher, the English head of department, Mr. Duno what. I forgot his name. A teacher who is seem insignificant to me. He said a sentence that i felt like punching him in the face.

" This school every year have some retains. So we do not mind adding this few in that group. "

It's a total kill man. It's like saying, you failed in english equals to failing everything, fail in life, fail in character, fail in everything basically. You should really see how he looked like. The face, the expression, at that moment i felt like shouting, ranting all the vulgarities i ever knew on his face and pushed him on the floor.

If he is that great or so? I was thinking at that point of time. How i wish he is might as well off dead.

I was working hard before he said that and i worked more hard to prove i'm not useless or failure as he looked at me. Fuck you Mr Ass. I remember his face clearly, but not his name. But my skills now still unable to draw what my brain is thinking, or else i will really draw and show how cocky he was at that time.

Well, i really appreciate my English teacher though. Mdm Prema. Who was there teaching patiently to grind some really basics things into our brain. Really, Basics. I didn't really know what the fuck is Subject Verb Agreement, what things are contained in a noun, what exactly is a fragmentation, future tense of every single word, any bombastic words that can describe or rather - Show Not Tell, until i'm sec 2?

Damn i felt like a loser at that time. Hah. Well, my English have improved and it will improve even more as i grow up. Perhaps at a slow pace but definitely be able to articulate well and write well.

And also, draw well. I aim to be a person who can really draw.

Well, i didn't have a lot of things to express lately. Unless you want me to rant more about my work. It kinda hmm a bit too long to write. I shall End here and go for a rest.

Nites Peeps - or rather

Morning Peeps~ =D