My Grievances

I've been a Potter for seven years and this was the first time I cried in front of my Goonies. Not that I was bullied or insulted; I was exasperated with them. I felt so helpless when the realization that my Potters are growing up to be irresponsible, overly-dependent and nonchalant adolecents slapped me hard across my face.

How difficult is it to check your subject code? And how difficult is it to keep your verification slip and hand in by Wednesday? Not that difficult, right? But no.... My Goonies actually forgot/ lost/misplaced/accused me of not giving them their verification slips. Their 'O' Level verification slips. I felt exhausted. I felt I have lost a battle which I could never have won in the first place.

After explaining to them (for the zillion times!!!) the impact of their actions ( I was crying by then.. Haiz!), I went to the toilet and wailed my heart out. It would have been hilarious if I were an observer because I was squatting in the middle of the toilet when the RT came in and got the shock of her life. To hide my embarrassment, I told her I was alright and quickly ran out of the toilet. Then I sat at LaineigeQueen's hideout and cried again. LainegeQueen was nice enough to comfort me. Then I went back to class, my face all blotchy and swollen. So the ugly..

But my class was slightly remorseful. Slightly. I think they didn't expect me to burst into tears so they actually tried to comfort me in their boorish way. Haiz.. kids will always be kids. But deep down, I know they are trying to make up for their flaws. I love them for what they are, but I'm frightened by their lackadaisical attitude. How are they going to face the harsh real word then?

I need a hug.

*twenty28eight is feeling much better now, if you're wondering whether she has a nervous breakdown*