One word that generally describes the situation in my classroom: Chaos. While I'm trying to grip the facts of Analytical Geometry on the blackboard, someone's spraying perfume every ten minutes, someone's laughing at the back, someone's talking like he'll die tomorrow, there's someone always challenging the teacher's points and conclusions, someone's throwing crumpled up paper, (well, it's better than spitball), and there's giggling going on. I'm a joykiller all right, but only when it's necessary. Besides, I still don't get Pythagoras' theorem!
And then, during our free period, there's this girl singing like she's having a concert despite the fact her voice i totally f
g annoying! If only I can throw a book at her...dammit.
An then, while making our composition writing in nglish, there's a guy who'll assume I'll keep providing paper for him. Dammit.
Gotta go. Peace Out
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