I still remembered that at the beginning of the year, I wished that I will not meet any random entities again in my life, but it was proven that some unidentified group of people, 3 weeks ago, were accidentally exchanged with at my school's students....
It is actually OK for me to be given a task for just dragging them all around Singapore until they say, "I have no more money," or, "I am BORED. Let me go back to the hostel and sleep..." But what i could not easily easily is the maddened questions from the my beloved fellow Singaporean. This is the common dialogue that I usually encountered :
Me : Oh, yeah! For the next two weeks I could make friends with the people from my own home country.
Singprs : Any of them beautiful?
Sometimes it would stop after I said that I have not known any, but usually the talk went on like this :
Singprs: Any of them beautiful?
Me : Dunno.. Haven't seen any of them.
Sng: (non-sense) Are the girls HOTTT?????
Or
Sng: (full-of-stupidity) Can you introduce me to the pretty one(s)?
Or even sometimes
Sng: Do the girls have big 8**bs? (Anyway, why the b**bs?????)
And i usually ended up with saying:
I : (lazy) Dunno... Haven't seen any of them THOROUGHLY....After a while I started thinking that may friends have all turned lustful because of 4 years in a no-girl-but-female-teacher society in RI.
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At the first week, the tour for the exchange students was held on Sunday. At that point of time, what I want is just to be together with them with a cocky purpose, to know them 'better'.
Although it is raining, i just wanna come.
Although I have a bone fracture, I just wanna come.
Although I don't wanna come, I just wanna come...... Lol!
But, on the other hand, i also did not want to not come to the church. I could just go to church at Saturday so I would be free at the next day just by not coming to the additional English lesson in the afternoon. But the slam from the National champion of judo should be quite painful for me, so I decided to only give up everything to God.
Then I took an initiative to tell Mrs. Cathy, the high majesty president director of my English course. I was damn worried because she did not come at the beginning. So, I decided to call her, and I thought the conversation would go on like this :
Me: Mam, is it possible for me for not attending the supplementary class?
Mrs.Cth: What?? How could you ask me for such foolish question??? DO YOU WANT ME TO TELL YOUR GUARDIAN????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Me: Sorry mam..... My apologize, mam..... I did not mean it, mam.... Screw ya, mam......(Of course not!!!!)
While waiting for her, I started to think about calling her. Yes!! I did not want to take a risk of her for not coming. I was lazy to ask my ordinary-and-usual-with no-rank teacher, so I tried to ask her majesty's number from my friends. But due to uncertainties and random chances, no one has it.....
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My worry had been starting to accumulate. I was afraid, blood-sweating, terrified, anxious, in despair, tortured, and so on. What I want was just an excuse!!!!!!! I started to ask everyone in my class, other classes, in the boarding, my juniors, people in the street (????), and many more about how and what would happen. It was just very excruciating for me.
In my despair I could not do anything. How can I persuade her???? Is that possible? Will I succeed if I take off my clothes while begging to he for a permission??? Ah.. It was just so hard...
Unexpectedly, she came to my class like a pop up in the Internet. I said, "Liberty!!!!!!" very loudly........... in my heart. But again, I was afraid that she would be maddened. aAAAAAA.....
But, after that, I heard the most heart-stopping and breath-taking sentence that afternoon...
\She\
/said,/
" The afternoon class is CANCELED, because a lot of common tests are coming up... Thank you"
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Oh my GGGGGoooooDDDD!!!!!!!!! WHy did I waste my effort to stay alive in despair?????
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