and i thought "crap". (it's a pun actually. cause it's like exclaiming "crap! what did i learn?!?!" and also "we learnt crap".)

HAHAHA. i learnt that the humanities teachers in the VIP are not really competent in following the rubrics, and that they have no sense of judgement and no value at all. YAY, all done.

Thinking about history is like putting me on fire.

Doing a history essay is like strangling me to death.

Making me reflect about what we learnt in history is as good as asking me to reflect about why the egg comes before the chicken.