| Get egg'ed |
[Aug. 22nd, 2025|05:55 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | 2025, school | ] |
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| | Guilty *just like the gear* | ] |
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| | Room of despair | ] |
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It's me again. Writing the most boring entry ever n.n; . So during lunch I was ordering an omelette (for 30 baht) and while I was waiting, the lady put the freshly cooked omelette on MY plate. You see, when you order an omelette at my school, they get you a plate of rice after you order... which meant that the plate is your order (confusing, I know) and then they will fill each order.
Right. The omelette. When she put the omelette on a plate, dumb me thought that it was my order, so I brought it to the table to eat. When I tear the egg into half: that's when I fucked up :( !!!
The omelette was SOMEBODY ELSE'S ORDER... it was no plain omelette, it had chopped up sausages and cheese in it. My pulse immediately hopped, and I looked over the omelette stand. Just a girl and a guy standing by and a cook trying to add a second bowl of rice to a plate. My order was there absorbing stale air of the canteen. The egg was already cut in half, no use of returning it...
And so I ate it. I rushed it before the owner of the order could see me eating theirs, aaaand then I dumped the rest. I ran as fast as I could back to my classroom (4 floors, impressive), opened my laptop and complete my accounting homework.
Now I don't have the guts to go back to the omelette stand now T___T If I go back again I hope they would accept my apology. THIS IS WHY THEY NEED QUEUE CARDS AGAIN. >:(
Anyhoo, I had to review for geometry again. This teacher I had looked so grumpy. He talks very loud (so that the entire class could pay attention to him) and kinda looks veryveryvery stern o__o I do agree with my friend that his mood affected the entire class and now she kind of hates him. I do too, but I wish I could see him smile more often. I cannot change his will anyway... I hope the trope "teacher everybody dislikes ends up the most loving teacher ever" is upon our class. *LOL* let's just see it for ourselves.
Oh, and I'm planning to move my homepage domain to immoral-heart, because I miss having a website with a handmade photoshop-esque animu layout, very cool domain name, quirky buttons, and very nostalgic designs. If I could buy a server/hosting package that grants 1GB, I would turn it into a hosting page... just because of the link. Haha... ^_^ I want people who are desperate to get a website that has a unique link. I'm one of them! *hand up*
So heads up, I'm changing the domain to immoral-heart (it would take a million years to update the links) and I hope I could whip up a cool layout fo myself.
And I think it's my fault anyways, because the person who ordered that omelette I snatched had to eat my order or buy another one, and I think nobody eats mine anyways TT
p.s. Happy birthday Dr. Baldhead!!! *party whistle sounds*
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he kind of reminds me of my english teacher, though her grumpiness is a lot more justified. my class is probably one of the worst in the school; always talking over the teacher, not paying attention (i mean, i do that too but school is just real boring...) and they whip out their phones even though they're normally not allowed.
also i'm really looking forward to the new domain >_> i wish i could do hosting too, but i just HAD to be young and not have a bank account or whatever of my own... *sigh*
Currently I'm making a layout, but I can't think of what to draw in it .____. well, after I finish the new layout I'm going to change the domain.
And same goes for my class, however the phone-whipping actually got better because they don't really do it anymore *__*
All I could do for now is bear with him for the rest of the year. AAAAAAUUUUGH. | |
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