hoooooh what a day -__-
. . . . .
i think i've done something to this thumb in the right hand
but . .
the fact i don't remember ?
since then . .
i should remember to not press the thumb
purposedly or not
this morning
graphic design was the first subject
the art pathway's students learn how to brighten an oldman's teeth by using adobe photoshop
and of course not by using the light effect from the filter menu
hmm . .
was it by using the pen tool before brightening his teeth ?
OH NO PLEASE DO RE-CALL YOUR MEMORIES, TEZUKA REI!
then . .
we learn how to . .
. . . . .
what was that called again ?
we were told to edit this female picture
and even though we were following the teacher's tutorial
i was . .
missed the tutorial
i mean . .
i can't follow it because . .
i was not seriously focus ?
then the not-seriously-focus continue until the next subject, math.
so i was ended up not much listening while staring to the teacher's laptop blankly
but then i was seriously not focusing myself while the civilization subject begin
i was seriously not focusing myself AND because . .
i has no any intention in any economic + politic matter
so i was pretending myself was thinking about the teacher's question
and then i gave him the answer "excuse me. i'm still blank."
and then he laugh a little and say "you're exclusively blank" (in indonesian, he said "blank melulu.")
=_____=
YOU!!
I KNOW YOU ARE A TEACHER!!
BUT!!
YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO TELL EVERYONE I WAS ALWAYS CRY WHEN I WAS IN THE 5th GRADE!!
AND YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO SAY I ALWAYS BLANK!!
I AM NOT ALWAYS BLANK!!
WHO ARE YOU, ANYWAY?!
YOU DON'T KNOW ME!!
SO YOU HAVE NO RIGHTS TO SAY THAT WITH JOY!!
JUST FOR YOU TO KNOW!!
SINCE YOU WERE BEING THAT MEAN, DEAR TEACHER, BY SAYING THOSE TWO THINGS WITH HAPPINESS!!
I'VE DECIDE TO WILL NEVER SEE YOU AS A TEACHER!!
AND WILL NEVER POLITE TO YOU!!
BECAUSE A TEACHER SHOULD NOT DO THAT!!
AND I WAS ALWAYS CRYING BECAUSE I WAS SCARED OF THE CLASSMATES (until i was planning to not going to school but failed to do it)
then . .
nothing bad (which really makes me want to explode) happen after that until i can finally updating this journal at home
i think i've done something to this thumb in the right hand
but . .
the fact i don't remember ?
since then . .
i should remember to not press the thumb
purposedly or not
this morning
graphic design was the first subject
the art pathway's students learn how to brighten an oldman's teeth by using adobe photoshop
and of course not by using the light effect from the filter menu
hmm . .
was it by using the pen tool before brightening his teeth ?
OH NO PLEASE DO RE-CALL YOUR MEMORIES, TEZUKA REI!
then . .
we learn how to . .
. . . . .
what was that called again ?
we were told to edit this female picture
and even though we were following the teacher's tutorial
i was . .
missed the tutorial
i mean . .
i can't follow it because . .
i was not seriously focus ?
then the not-seriously-focus continue until the next subject, math.
so i was ended up not much listening while staring to the teacher's laptop blankly
but then i was seriously not focusing myself while the civilization subject begin
i was seriously not focusing myself AND because . .
i has no any intention in any economic + politic matter
so i was pretending myself was thinking about the teacher's question
and then i gave him the answer "excuse me. i'm still blank."
and then he laugh a little and say "you're exclusively blank" (in indonesian, he said "blank melulu.")
=_____=
YOU!!
I KNOW YOU ARE A TEACHER!!
BUT!!
YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO TELL EVERYONE I WAS ALWAYS CRY WHEN I WAS IN THE 5th GRADE!!
AND YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO SAY I ALWAYS BLANK!!
I AM NOT ALWAYS BLANK!!
WHO ARE YOU, ANYWAY?!
YOU DON'T KNOW ME!!
SO YOU HAVE NO RIGHTS TO SAY THAT WITH JOY!!
JUST FOR YOU TO KNOW!!
SINCE YOU WERE BEING THAT MEAN, DEAR TEACHER, BY SAYING THOSE TWO THINGS WITH HAPPINESS!!
I'VE DECIDE TO WILL NEVER SEE YOU AS A TEACHER!!
AND WILL NEVER POLITE TO YOU!!
BECAUSE A TEACHER SHOULD NOT DO THAT!!
AND I WAS ALWAYS CRYING BECAUSE I WAS SCARED OF THE CLASSMATES (until i was planning to not going to school but failed to do it)
then . .
nothing bad (which really makes me want to explode) happen after that until i can finally updating this journal at home