I have once posted about my religion. In that post, I have written about being an Atheist, Infidel, Pagan and Freethinker.

Sadly, I am beginning to believe that God DOES exist. I feel so guilty for making fun playfully joking at my best friend, Lil’s belief in God’s existence. Well okay, I don’t really feel that way at all.

Anyway, I am ALMOST convinced that God exist today.

I’m sure many of you are aware that I have a little something against my English teacher. Frankly speaking, I despise/dislike/hate/am not fond of her. In fact, many students hates her too.

Some students actually like her. I don’t know why. They’re weird. Or they’re just trying to get into her good books. *cough* Hypocrites.

I should get back to the crux of this post. Today, I found out that for the next 3 months, my class will be having a trainee teacher to teach us English.

(My prayers have been answered! There might be hope to this rotten world after all! Hallelujah.)

Everyone was cheering and clapping their hands and also whooping when we saw her enter instead of that devil’s spawn.

Miss Vim– Just in case she ’stumbles’ upon my blog, I’ll just call her Miss Vicky. Miss Vicky, had been an absolute angel on the first day of school. When she first entered our class for our first English lesson, I had almost believe that she is truly a ‘wonderful’, ‘kind’, ‘considerate’ and ‘thoughtful’ teacher.

NOW, she is the main star of my nightmares. She is the reincarnation of Satan, the devil’s spawn, a succubus and a woman with long black hair, bloody teeth, blood-shot eyes and sharp long nails, thirsting to rip you into pieces of bones and flesh.

I must sympathize with the fact that she is a cranky and hot-tempered spinster in her late 30s. However, that is not a free pass for her to call her students ‘mutes’ and ’illiterates’. Plus, there is an unwritten rule not to smile in her class or she will call on you. Isn’t she the best? (Sarcasm  intended)

Our replacement English teacher is young, really friendly and very modern. Her English is way better than most Malays but there are still some problems with her slang. But I strongly believe that she will definitely  improve and become more fluent.

When you compare the both of them, it’s like comparing Lord Voldemort from Harry Potter with Mother Teresa.

Oh yeah, instead of studying, we played a game to get to know each other. We were suppose to write 3 of our secrets on a piece of paper. She will then read it out loud and we will have to guess the person who wrote it.

I regret writing what I wrote. I was a little too honest. Okay honestly, I was TOO  DAMN honest:

1) My previous English teacher is starring in my recurring nightmares.
2) I love to act.
3) I have an evil side to my innocent facade.

For number two, it’s not like I’m aspiring to be an actress, (I want to be a doctor/surgeon) I’m the kind of person who is a natural actor or at least I think so. I’ve been told the same thing by some people too.

Shit. She’s going to continue reading the rest of the papers tomorrow. I’m going to be so embarrassed. I’ll probably be blushing like a baboon’s red-butt tomorrow.

Feast your eyes on that, enjoy!

P.S. Pictures are always stolen from Google Image!
P.S.S. SuperMahaUmbrellaSamy San San, if you’re reading this, I just want to let you know that I win! I found your blog :P
P.S.S.S. I still don’t believe in the existance of God though, here are my top 10 reasons why :P

~ Anonymously Secret