Bittersweet

Well today we had the makeup class breakfast cuz last week was just terrible. Like they were absolutely disgusting last week, ridiculously arrogant and unbelievably rude. Well but like Claud said, perhaps that was a blessing in disguise cuz today was just Perfect. :)

I slipped a card each into Ms Chua and Ms Ng's breakfast, of which contents I will not disclose here... :p And they were happy! :) So teachers, settled. Good. Next, my awesome class, especially YX, who just couldn't wait.

Then we gave out the food, and the drinks, and the napkins and the sauces and everyone ate. Then we had lots of fun together, and in the midst of all of that, it hit me that days like this will NEVER happen again. EVER.

And do you know how painful it is to have this thought bubbling around in your mind while your eyes are fixed on how the happy faces just blend into one like how our hearts beat as one, and how each one of us is absolutely essential in this class?

Then I saw the teachers laughing and everything, and again I thought, we will NEVER have the same teachers again. I mean how is that possible right, when all of us are in different classes showcasing our different talents?

So I guess today's experience was bittersweet. I remember many years back, when I was just 8, this English teacher told me that there is no such thing as "bittersweet" cuz according to her, "it's either bitter or sweet, but 95% of the time, it's pure bitter." (This is quoted from her by the way, and just for your information, I will remember you. Your bitter face, your bitter attitude, your bitter life)  When she said that, I asked her why and she glared at me, and said "that's just the way it is. Life is painful. It will always be bitter." And I remember after that, I didn't like her at all. Not that I liked her before, just that after her rubbish attitude, I started to dislike her, perhaps even to the extent of detest...

You know what? Since she's not teaching me anymore, and she never will, I'll just say whatever I need to say right here, where she will not ever, glare at me and shoot that rubbish at me.

I can't disagree more with what she said, or didn't say. I mean maybe her life was just too bland and meaningless, and that's why she said that. But let me tell you, yes you. YOU. The one who just destroyed the "sweet life"of a whole class of 8 year olds with that acidic tongue of yours. It's time for you to Shut Up and listen to me. Yes, I'm telling You to listen to Me. You listen to me. You don't deserve to treat people like that. It probably hurts you to know that You have NO RIGHTS to say whatever you like, but I don't care, cuz for you, nothing will change your bitter life and your rubbish attitude, so I might as well just forget about sugar-coating my words and throw this thing called "REALITY" at you. I'm not like you. I have a life, not like you. I have hope, not like you. And most importantly, I have a Heart, not like you.

Today is bittersweet. I want that English teacher to read this. I want her to see, feel, how she is the ONLY one in this whole wide world, whose life is pure bitter. Simply because she herself is bitter. And she's trying to spread this bitterness to others. Come on, we were just a bunch of 8 year olds. You think I don't remember what you said? Well that's cuz you're old and bitter and don't care about anything else in this universe except complaining about how bitter your life is.

You have a bitter life. That's your problem. Not mine. So don't you DARE to stuff that "bitter life" of yours into me, or anyone else. DON'T YOU DARE.

Take this next line, and go live your bitter life ALONE:

TODAY IS BITTERSWEET. LIFE IS BITTERSWEET.