Wrong impression always

I may as well take back the unflattering description I gave to our Maths teacher in the previous entry. I love our Maths teacher, Mrs. Laura. She's sarcastic and I like it. I hope it remains like this for the rest of the school year.

I wish I could say the same to Shasha, the girl who the Juniors are making a fuss about. It is her first year at SACS as she is a new student. Unfortunately for her, she haven't got a hearty welcome: according to her Facebook, she was deeply hurt because of her mates' wrong impression of her. On the brighter side, they patched up with her this afternoon so I guess all things are now going smoothly.

That's all I can write today. Honestly I don't have much time at the moment, but this is better than suppressing my feelings from venting it to this blog, albeit there are words that are better left unsaid. As I'm writing this, I'm waiting for my best friend to finish the school's poster making contest.