#120



Oh Joy. The internet's back. I'm so gonna use this opportunity to complain.



Dear God:



Why do you hate me? I know I've asked this questions millions of times before. But so far, you haven't given me any answer yet. All you've given me is more torture.



Why God, did you have to convince the oh-so-merciful school management to end our torture on the 21st of October? And how did you manage to influence the other school managements to end tomorrow (PLMGSS), 12th (RGS) and 16th (CHS P)? I still don't get it. Is it because the first is a missionary school, that's why you show favouritism and cut off their torture first? Or is it because our school does not mention your name at all, that's why you end it so late?



I still don't quite get it.



And sometimes (actually always), I find the Chinese department of my school very irritating. I just made my timely arrival back to my class for Chinese, and you had to manipulate my chicken-voicedultra gentle chinese teacher to pile an entire load of homework onto my head. Oh thank you so much. I'm sorry, but over the course of the weekend, I had too much Geography and History on my mind to do Chinese.



And so I don't want to end with Chinese. But I just want my answers back. I don't want good grades anymore, just answers. Answers. Give me answers.



Amen.

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