weird~

that freaking BITCH!
get off~
you tell me that it isn't your fault?
oh~
i see it isn't your fault that you flirt with my boyfriend?
yes~
it is my boyfriend's fault that he lets you to flirt with him~
technically~it is~
i can't disagree with that~
well boyfriend,
if you can't stop a girl from flirting to you~
then fine!
i bet your best friend can't stop girls flirting with them too~
oh~ no~
you are wrong~
i'm not gonna be a bitch like them~
of course not!
that is an insult to me~
i told you that if you are still thinking bout that girl~
you'd better get lost~
i know i'm dumb~
for doing your work for you~
i'm dumb helping you~
i'm dumb giving you hint in the test~
and nearly get caught~
i'm a straight A student~
if i get caught the teachers won't even believe that it was me cheating~
GOD!CAN YOU HELP ME? GIVE ME A CLEARER EYE!
I'M THE DUMBEST FOR CHOOSING A BOYFRIEND THAT EVERY GIRL WANTS TO FLIRT WITH~AM I?
YES I KNOW~
SO F*CK OFF! WHY STAY AROUND ME WHEN THOUSANDS OF GIRL WOULD START A WORLD WAR 3 FOR YOU!

seriously

all right!!
this is it!!!
i'm not gonna take it anymore!!!
i have done enough!
and i am not holding back anymore!
what kind of a teacher are you?
do you know what are you scolding?
the other meaning of your words to me is that:
if i bring my book i can sleep or talk?
even if i didn't take my book out.
as long as i have my book  i can talk and do whatever i want?
you say i didn't apologize.
but after i stood up and apologize you said i do not look like i agree~
i looked down on the floor 
thinking how can i agree, but what else can i do?
your the teacher, i'm the student, whatever i say is always wrong.
it's just like the mouse who messes the things in the kitchen and the cat always gets the blame.
and then, you say: if i'm convince go stand outside of the class.
this doesn't make any sense.
i'm convince that i'm wrong and you are right i still get the detention?
what if i'm not convinced at all?
do i get a treat?
NO!
i'm not saying that teachers can't scold a student~
think before you start your blah~blah~blah~
god~
what kind of a TEACHER are you??!
if there isn't a tie around me like a rope on the bulldog..
you'd be in shreds...