Anger

Got scolded like every second of the day- yea I’m exaggerating. It was the worst day of AS I had till now. Last color day tha, expected it to go good. But alas. It didn’t. subha subha I got angry because my mum didn’t let me put eye-liner. Hmph. I’m still angry on that. Then…all was good and fine…till ms. Rubilla called Amna and Zonia outside…they got scolded for wearing tights…and then…ms. Rubina came in the class and made Hiba, Hajra and Amna wear their abayas…because their sleeves were small…gosh give us a break…the teachers point was that there are boys in our school…and it does not look good…and the funny thing is…that boys in the girls wing are no more then 10 years old…no more eye-liners, mascaras and eye-shadows…we waited our entire-okay, not exactly entire- life to come to this stage and do what WE LIKE…but nae our school had to make stupid rules…and you can’t even open your hair…teachers point of view is…that small girls are being influenced by you guys…be a good role model for them…hamara kia hai phir? Hamaray role models kon hai? Teachers who gossip? Teachers who wear jeans themselves and don’t like it when their students do? Teachers who suspect us even if we did nothing? Teachers who make fake accounts on facebook and add their students to see if they have guys or not?...it’s so frustrating….grade 7 ki girls…they do far more make-up than we do…dump school to meet guys…the thing is…teachers of our school…never…liked AS…they have this personal grudge against us…no matter how hard we try to please them…its just useless…we don’t say anything to them out of respect…they should respect us too…well…think it this way…maybe they think we talk to boys…or whatever…because they did the same when they were our age…I’m sleepy…*yawn*