Today marks my fourth day absent from school in a row, if you count going home at 12 noon absent.
The ridiculously stupid form teacher wants a medical cert. Okay, mom says, I'll write one for you. Problem is, she wants an MC from a bona fide doctor. Maybe I should ask Sabrina's dad to write me one.
Point is, the teacher KNOWS I'm sick. My friends know I'm sick. My mom knows I'm sick. I know I'm sick.
SO WHY DO I HAVE TO GET AN MC FROM SOME STUPID DOCTOR??
...Who will probably charge me a hundred bucks in 'consultation fees' and tell me to 'get plenty of rest.' Which, excuse me, I already know.
I haven't been to the doctor in years, literally. Even the day I got thrown off (ok, humiliatingly fell off) my bike, I refused to see a doctor. What good are they for in these kinds of situations anyway?
"Oh hi doctor, I fell off my bike. What should I do?"
"Change your dressings everyday and get plenty of rest. Oh, and don't be so careless next time. Now that will be a hundred bucks please."
*mutters* "At least I get an MC..."
-_-''
I'm telling you, if we had our own version of the good Dr. House in Malaysia, he'd probably throw me flat out on my butt from the hospital while muttering about little brats wasting his precious 'do absolutely nothing' time.
If I were a doctor, I'd rather go around handing out free MCs than see a tiny, insignificant smart-alecky whiner whinging.
"Oh Doctor Stephanie! I have sticky stuff dripping from my nose! I heard it's called mucous right? Right? What should I do? It's so gross!"
*child's mom sighs*
"Ok, go home, keep yourself warm, and get plenty of rest. Now that will be a hundred ringgit please, plus 50 cents for ink and paper consumption if you want an MC."
See? I can be a paediatrician too! To think that all our science teachers are threatening to throw me (and all the other 4K girls) out of their classes! *gasp*
Why, we'd do SUCH good to the community indeed! (And charge an arm and a leg while we're at it.)
Aiyah, don't care la. I'll just let teacher mark me 'ponteng' even though she knows I'm sick.
Guilty conscience, indeed.
*cackles*
Song of the Day:
"Ain't No Other Man - Christina Aguilera"
Ok. Tummyache. Gotta go keep up my 'oh-so-sick' facade. Ciao.
The ridiculously stupid form teacher wants a medical cert. Okay, mom says, I'll write one for you. Problem is, she wants an MC from a bona fide doctor. Maybe I should ask Sabrina's dad to write me one.
Point is, the teacher KNOWS I'm sick. My friends know I'm sick. My mom knows I'm sick. I know I'm sick.
SO WHY DO I HAVE TO GET AN MC FROM SOME STUPID DOCTOR??
...Who will probably charge me a hundred bucks in 'consultation fees' and tell me to 'get plenty of rest.' Which, excuse me, I already know.
I haven't been to the doctor in years, literally. Even the day I got thrown off (ok, humiliatingly fell off) my bike, I refused to see a doctor. What good are they for in these kinds of situations anyway?
"Oh hi doctor, I fell off my bike. What should I do?"
"Change your dressings everyday and get plenty of rest. Oh, and don't be so careless next time. Now that will be a hundred bucks please."
*mutters* "At least I get an MC..."
-_-''
I'm telling you, if we had our own version of the good Dr. House in Malaysia, he'd probably throw me flat out on my butt from the hospital while muttering about little brats wasting his precious 'do absolutely nothing' time.
If I were a doctor, I'd rather go around handing out free MCs than see a tiny, insignificant smart-alecky whiner whinging.
"Oh Doctor Stephanie! I have sticky stuff dripping from my nose! I heard it's called mucous right? Right? What should I do? It's so gross!"
*child's mom sighs*
"Ok, go home, keep yourself warm, and get plenty of rest. Now that will be a hundred ringgit please, plus 50 cents for ink and paper consumption if you want an MC."
See? I can be a paediatrician too! To think that all our science teachers are threatening to throw me (and all the other 4K girls) out of their classes! *gasp*
Why, we'd do SUCH good to the community indeed! (And charge an arm and a leg while we're at it.)
Aiyah, don't care la. I'll just let teacher mark me 'ponteng' even though she knows I'm sick.
Guilty conscience, indeed.
*cackles*
Song of the Day:
"Ain't No Other Man - Christina Aguilera"
Ok. Tummyache. Gotta go keep up my 'oh-so-sick' facade. Ciao.
2 comments:
You tell your 'smart' teacher that if she or the school is willing to pay for your transport and time cost plus doctor's consultation fee, then you will go.
free MCs?
no...that wont work...
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