Donation...

Today as usual I went to school.After finished the 3 periods of biology,it was the periods of muet.So unlucky,teacher ask me,may ling,vivien and bee har took a box and went around the whole school to ask people donate money for the float victims in Johor.I knew this was such a good job.But,I hate it so much.W-H-Y?Firstly because this job was not really our job.It was those indian girls.But,they kept on pretend they didnt know about it.So,teacher ask us to do.Nevermind,fine we have a kind of heart(muahaha..praising myself)so we follow teacher's words.Then,we took the box and walked to every classes.The first class we entered was U6A6.So shame,the teacher said "Huh,come again ar?Why so many days?"...Haiyo...really malu,we.After that,we went to other classes.Everytime we entered the class,students or even teachers also asked why come again?so many days?Somemore,a fatty girl who is so KPC...said to me that "Wah..Is you again ar?Why everyday you also come at the same time?Hey,that stupid,bossy and KPC girl dont talk without using your mind,OK?When you saw me yesterday?I was sick,I was staying at home?How you saw me?You saw a ghose is it?You better dont appear in front of me anymore.I hate you because you are such a rude and KPC girl.