October 5,2012
Kinfe's Dairy~
Dear Diary,
Am I stupid?.
Mrs Christabel keeps on calling me a dullard.
She says that I can't do anything right
She says I'm too slow for her liking
She says I'm a very stupid girl, that I can't even learn something as simple as LCM.
Maybe she's right.
Maybe I am dumb.
Maybe I am really a stupid girl- if not,
Why do I keep failing maths?
Why do I keep disappointing my mother and teachers with my poor grades?
Why can't I do anything right?
Why? Why why why?!
Sigh.
Obviously you can't answer all my questions. You're just a book.
Anyway,
Till next I guess.
-Kinfe.
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Mrs Augusta walked gracefully into the class room, her heels making a clacking sound as she walked, across the floor.
Kenny Jacobs abruptly stood. "All stand greet!." He yelled,as we all slowly rose from our seats,mumbling an elongated"good morrrrning ma, welcome to class twelve. God blessss you ma".
Mrs Nkiru waved her hands at us telling us to sit back down. "Good morning everyone." She chirped,a cute dimpled smile on her face as she approached the first desk at the front row to sit on. Aliyah,the occupant of the front desk, picked up her things and goes to sit at the back of the class with her newest boytoy,Kamiye Otun.
A sigh escaped my lips as I pulled out my economics note from my bag. The strong smell of strawberry perfume hit my nose, and I felt someone scoot in on the empty seat next to me.
"I have gist." The lighter girl grinned at me.
Meet Ashantay everyone.My best friend-after Nifemi,since jss2. The most bubbly,most curious,most lousy.
Everytime Ashantay and I met nowadays, she was always having one type of 'gist' or the other to tell me.
You could say she was like my very own gossip girl.
"This early morning,Asha, you're already doing amebo." I shook my head at her pulling out my mathematical set after seeing "change in demand and quantity demanded" written on the white board.
"Amebo is my hobby."
I rolled my eyes and then mumbled an "I've noticed."
"Do you want the gist or not?." She frowned at me, leaning back on the wooden seat with her arms crossed, feigning annoyance.
I sighed." What is it?."
And automatically,a bright smile appeared on her face. She scooted closer to me,leaning her elbow on the desk and her hand under her chin, as she whispered her so called gist to me.
"I talked to the new boy in SS2 yesterday," There was a new boy?
"I used style,and acted as if I wanted to collect something from Chisom. I sat down on Chisom's seat which turns out to be next to his! Can you believe it?!. And then he looked at me and complimented my hair." Ashantay has really long hair. I envy it sometimes.
"And I was like "thank you",and then he as asked me for my name,and I told him and he was like 'nice to met you Asha,I'm peter'. And then he asked what class I'm in and I told him Ss3 and he was now like' Oh. You're my senior,too bad'. And I was about to ask'too bad what?',but then Mr Idris walked into their class and I had to leave.... Too bad? Does that mean he'd totally date me if I wasn't a class above him?. Ohmeegosh, would he?!." Asha breathed in and out in an overly dramatic manner and I just stared at her blankly.
I blinked once,then twice,then asked."Who's Peter?."
I think I should've just kept my piece. Cos the way Ashantay turned to stare at me, with her mouth ajar, looking like a fish gasping for air in a dry land.
"Close your mouth madam,or else flies will enter."
"How do you not know peter?," Asha shrieked, completely ignoring my before statement. "He's like the talk of the school right now. He's been here for weeks already!" She flailed her arms raising her voice a bit.
Then he wasn't technically new....
"Talk of the school?"
"Yes! Everrryone knows him. He's so god-damn good looking and fucking friendly,it's impossible not to know him. Come on!." Ohkayyy.
"I swear to God,Kinfe, I've never met someone as unobservant as you." I gaped at her, sightly offended. And just as I was about to retort back,Mrs Augusta cut in.
"Ashantay and Kinfesioluwa,before I count to five, separate yourselves." Like a kid caught stealing candy,we both turned our heads to the front of the class where she was standing with her arms on her waist, glaring at us.
Great. Now everyone was staring.
Just fucking great.
"Now!." I flinched at the sudden change in the volume of her voice. Asha rushed out of her seat and slid into the one next to Nifemi,my second good friend.
I turned my gaze away from the two and for the first time since she walked in, I actually looked at Mrs Augusta.
Today she was wearing an egg yellow longgg dress with white converse,a brown belt, and her four months old crotchet braid packed in ponytail.
Geez.
No doubt,Mrs Augusta was a pretty woman. But the problem was that she had absolutely no clue how to dress.
"Alright!. Let's get down to business." Mrs Augusta took her place on Aliya's desk facing the whole class as she carried her teacher's note in her hands.
"Last week we treated meaning and types of demand,and wrote notes as well." She crossed her legs adjusting her sitting position.
"We still have a long way to go so we'll need to be very fast. Your exams are fast approaching and they'll be no time to copy any more notes so let's make the best of our time. We have about six more topics left on our scheme and with just a month to cover them."
Yayyy, more writing.
"Let's get to work shall we?!. Bring out your book,pen and pencils-cos we'll be drawing today."
"Yes ma," Came our response. The others started bringing out the necessities, and I pulled out my pencil from my mathematical set and placed it next to my ruler and pen,getting ready for her to dictate the notes to us.