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False Accusations


Hello!
It's officially been one of the worst days of my entire life. I've never felt so wrongly accused before. I really hate this. The teachers are really starting to hate us now. If any of you know what's going on, then good for you. But for those who don't, I'll tell the story from A to Z.
This morning, Form 2 were told to stay back at the sure after assembly. After I got that info, there was only one thing in my head. 'Definitely an iPad issue', I told myself. At first I saw Pak A, and I was 100% convinced it was an iPad matter. Then came the whole administrative board, Cgu S, Madam F and Cgu N. All of these teachers have a major role in the usage of iPad in my school. At first I thought they were going to scold our batch about misuse of the technology that we have been given, which has been my duty to try and tackle that issue. To my surprise, it wasn't about watching dramas in between classes or launching Instagram during our free time. In fact, it was something definitely and infinitely worse. 

AIRDROP

I admit, AirDrop has been a lingering issue since this year. Last year, there were literally zero issues on AirDrop. The problem suddenly occurred when a Form 1 accused that a supposed Form 2 AirDropped something to her that (long story short) stated how useless Form 1's are. The AirDrops were in Malay so I can't really translate them for your convenience. The moment my teacher read those AirDrops, I was 100% confident that it was definitely someone who's not part of our batch. The language use in general is so obvious. I know how my formmates talk, whether it be in real life or in a chatroom.
The teachers got mad and stormed out, thinking about how we are stupid and cowardly for not admitting to the problem. Here's the issue and the main question in my head, 'How do you expect someone to admit to something that they didn't do?' That's not how life works. If you do something wrong, you admit to that mistake and that mistake ONLY. There was a lot of crying everywhere (especially me, because I'm literally the leader of iPad representatives and I feel like I haven't carried out my duties well).
Anyway, our batch leader and her assistant are working extremely hard to find some concrete evidence to prove that we're not guilty. I hope to whoever's reading whether it be a student from my school or just a random outsider, please pray for my batch. This is the second time that this has happened. I hate this. I hate seeing my batch mates cry. Please. I'm begging you. This is our last resort. And it may stay like that for awhile.

I hope ya'll have a good day. See ya.

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How Do I Stop Being a Burden?


Hello there!
This is new.
    Anyway, to my previous readers, I have done an official re-branding of my blog. I hope it doesn't dissapoint. Honestly, I'm crap at writing blogs so for now, I'm gonna write whatever I want. hehe
    We have a short holiday this weekend but I'm not going home. That alone upsets me a lot. I truely miss my parents and the thought of seeing them even for a while makes me happy. Behind that, all I really care is about how I shouldn't be a burden to them as a daughter. Me being in this school is already a heavy burden on their shoulders and I keep thinking why I should pressure them into visiting me and so on. I love them too much to be selfish. 
    Not much has happened, but school hasn't really been that great anyways. Exams are approaching but I can't seem to find the mood to study or learn. All I want to do is have a moment to myself. Not that I would be given the opportunity anyways.
    I got scolded by my Form 4 because our dorm was the least clean. It shocks me. How the hell can my dorm be the least clean? I've seen other dorms in a much worse condition. I try my best to keep my dorm clean. It's come to the point where I could care less about my locker, but the dorm needs to be clean. I admit, I'm at fault for this. I'll try harder and make sure the dorm is clean. Tonight I'm on sweep duty so that needs to make an impression.
    I really wanted to talk about depression during recess but I didn't have the guts to volunteer. Maybe another time.
    I'm going back with a friend this holiday and we'll be staying in a hotel room with another friend of ours. I keep thinking of all the things that we could do in that room since her parents are staying in a separate room. Plus, the hotel is literally right above a mall so I might be spending quite a lot of money this holiday.
    Mom is letting me ask her for more money to go grocery shopping and I still haven't made a list on what I should buy. I really hope there's a bakery in the mall. I'm utterly desperate for donuts.
For now, I bid farewell, readers. Give me a while to think of a sign-off sentence. 

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