I am the unsung hero. A forgotten legend. The one who brings prosperity to the damn school (with no electricity, literally for two months) and not even mentioned my name. I am the MAIN reason for you to get that fucking CLUSTER title. The Cluster Schools official came right AFTER I arrived back from Kelantan. The head of Excellence and Cluster Schools Director told me that she's impressed with my WORK and decided to take a look to improve my school. And look what I got, NOTHING. AND YOU GAVE MY FUCKING CERTIFICATE 5 MONTHS LATE!
And what you give to me in return? That's right, SHIT. and Not even fucking ONCE you say thanks to me. The one who opens up the school's path to excellence with your so called rugby (they suck anyways even with a paid coach) and language ethos. AND YOU FUCKING SPEND CLUSTER MONEYS TO GO INDONESIA?
You even make my life worse than ever. you never let me have extra time for my research and you just want towalk away like that? I hate you all guys. Blinded with money. Blinded with your so called "beneficial relationships". You can't even THINK to replace that old, unsuitable, low voltage speakers at the mosque. You can't even THINK to repair the gawd-damn main hall's lights. WHERE THE FUCK I'M GOING TO TAKE MY EXAM?
You are not my alma mater. You are just a shithole, filled with shits done by shitters. And I am just an idiot who raise the name of the shithole to it's glory. *clap* *clap* *clap*
Rage over. Ding dong.
