Awkward experiences in school

I have so many posts related to school otl.


On Thursday, a teacher came into my classroom and told us female students that after recess we were to go to the open hall to do "something" and left us to ponder what that "something" could be. A classmate of mine remarked that the last time we had a "female students only meeting" it was about how dirty the toilets were, which lead many of us to think that maybe this will be a repeat of that very meeting. 

However, I was soon told by my friend from the neighbouring class that that was unfortunately, not the case. Apparently her teacher told her class that we were going to have a little photoshoot session for... sanitary pads. "Well that explains the "females only" part", I thought. My friends and I couldn't stop cringing at the idea of holding sanitary pads and smiling for the camera because imagine just how awkward that would be!

Long story short, we received our pads for free, shot some videos thanking the company, took some photos and that was it. Which brings us to our next problem: how were we going to hide our pads away from the perverted and childish eyes of the male species of our classes? We couldn't stuff them in our pockets as they were to thick, nor could we hide them under our shirts/skirts because that would be too obvious. So, we opted for a bold option: the "we don't give a f*ck" option where none of us tried to hide our pads. The boys were bound to find out about it anyway so why hide them?

Side note: As we walked past a couple of boys- who were in the hall either to spy on us or who were under-educated pricks who for the love of god have never seen a pad in their lives- they shouted:" AHAHAHAHA GIRLS HAVE PERIODSSSSSSS." YES BOYS, GIRLS HAVE BLOOD BLEEDING OUT FROM THEIR FREAKING VAGINA EVERY ONCE IN A MONTH, WHAT IS YOUR POINT? WHERE IS THE HUMOUR IN THAT SENTENCE BECAUSE I SURE AS HELL CAN'T HEAR IT.

When we got to class, I was caught off guard when I saw that our teacher -who rarely came to class- was surprisingly present. Side note: Before we went in though, some of our male classmates lined up outside our class for reasons that were unknown to me. One of the boys jokingly asked us what was the meeting about (even though they so obviously knew the answer) and the one of the girls retorted with words I can't seem to remember. After hurriedly shoving my pads into my bag, I looked up and saw that the sentence "what is p _ d" was written on the whiteboard. It didn't take me long to realise what the boys and my (male) teacher were discussing about during our absence. 

Come to think of it though, this isn't the first awkward experience I've had in school. When I was 15, my school distributed deodorant because smelly teens need to get their b.o in check. Also, not too long ago we had sex education for the first time and let me tell ya' : it was very, VERY WEIRD. They made us repeat the sentence: BE SMART AND REFRAIN FROM COMMITTING ADULTERY over and OVER again! Then they showed us weird pics and disturbing videos which involved abortion, side effects of various diseases ( which of course are related to sex) and so forth. All in all... it was a very uncomfortable situation to be put in. The worst thing was that the school board only gave us a subtle hint that we were going to undergo sex education on that day! Shouldn't this be a choice? Why must my time be wasted and my innocence further robbed? As if Biology didn't give us enough information on sex and the effects of sleeping around. Then again, there are students who don't study Biology... UGH WHATEVER.

I hope that I don't have to go through any awkward experiences ever again, though something tells me that there are more to come. After all, I have 1 more year left in that lovely school of mine. Oh how wonderful that is.


That's it for this post, till my next post, bye!

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Update 15|09|2014

I.. am procrastinating right now. It's a bad habit, I know, but I can't help but be lazy especially on a holiday!

So some updates:

1: Exams are coming soon, I won't exactly say when because I'm scared that my mother is going to discover this blog and see the date and scold me for procrastinating when exams are just around the corner.

2: Last Wednesday, my English teacher asked us to act out scenarios of vanishing courtesy that is taking place in my country. We were to choose between acting out the courteous/discourteous side of people in our country on Thursday. Believe me when I say that I wasn't surprised to see the majority of us act out the discourteous side of our country because apparently it's hard to come up with scenarios of people being courteous to each other. Take my group for example, my group-mates and I initially planned on acting out the courteous side of our fellow citizens but after 10 minutes of coming up with nothing, we decided to switch sides. In the end, it took us 5+ minutes to think of the scenario we were going to act out. So what I'm trying to say is that it's true that it's easier to think of negative points than positive points because us humans tend to remember the negatives rather than the positives. 

3: Yesterday-which was a Sunday- my family and I went to a shopping mall to eat lunch. We went to a Japanese restaurant. When we were in the restaurant, we sat horizontally-like, the kind of seats in front of the conveyor belt that has sushi on it- and I sat at the end of the table. A few minutes later, a couple sat down in the seats that were vertical to ours- imagine a flipped side of the letter "L", yeah that's how the seats were aligned(?)- and the waiter already placed menus on the table prior to them sitting down. Once they sat down, they briefly flipped open the menu, decided what they'd wanted and closed it and waited for the waiter to come and take their order. When no one came, the lady got so frustrated that she raised her hand to grab their attention and succeeded in doing so. Once the waiter approached the couple, the woman-her tone full of sass- goes: " So I guess no one wants to serve us right? " and proceeds to list out the food she wanted to order.
So there I was on my phone, pissed as ever at how rude the couple was to the waiter all the while trying to keep a straight face. I mean, they LITERALLY JUST SAT DOWN and briefly flipped through the freaking menu! Immediately I thought they must've been regulars because who the hell sits down and instantly knows what they want to order after a couple of page flips and say, a minute or 2. Hey lady, maybe the reason why the people working their didn't hound you with "can I take your order?" type questions over and over again is because they wanted to give you and that worthless lover of yours some time to figure out what you wanted to eat before disturbing your train of thoughts? How the hell is someone supposed to know that you're probably a regular and that you already know what you wanted to eat the minute you sat down? It's not like you had a sign that says "HEY I'M A REGULAR CUSTOMER" in bright neon lights over your head or anything, am I right?

I really, really dislike it when people take the people who serve them for granted and treat them as if they are lower than them, as if they aren't human and don't possess human emotion. Just because they are serving you and you're the customer doesn't mean that you have every right to order them around and treat them like they're your dogs or something. Imagine if someone treated you like that, would you like it? No, you wouldn't! So before you do that to someone else, use that thing inside that head of yours-it's called a brain fyi and you're supposed to use it- and THINK before you act. 


I had to get that off my chest because these people are just the most horrible creatures I have had the displeasure of meeting that day and it sickens me to have to sit next to them and act like I'm okay with them being rude to the waiter. I hope I never bump into them ever again.


So yeah, that's it for the updates I guess. I went to Ipoh 2 weeks ago and it was amazing but there's no way I can fit the entire trip into a blog post and I can't seem to remember all of the events that had transpired so I may not write about it... I don't know, it depends.


Until my next post, bye!

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