OPTIMUS PREMU IS DEAD!!!

This is undoubtedly the WORST Monday hitherto! With her smirks when she heard the Wednesday-Blue-Remover haven't teach transition elements, she pounces on Nicholas with that rhetorical question: "Nicholas, are you confused?". As usual during all the chemistry laboratory examinations, she will throw out her annoying "I-can't-shout-Ainin-or-Firdaus-or-Suraya-can-you-hear-me?-please-come-in-front" type of vocal noise and start making everyone panic. How can we write equations for chemical reactions that we haven't learnt? Whatever that will happen when iron(III) chloride reacts with sodium thiocyanate and those extremely confusing complex ions with their ligands...

Oh yeah, "I have a class at 3.30pm, so all the best in doing your laboratory reports!" How I wish to just take all the inorganic chemicals and force her to drink it! (especially those dark brownish precipitates that matches her complexion and that ever messy thick strands of dead cells called hair!)

Anyway, OPTIMUS PREMU IS DEAD! This is the last time I'm going to ever have a class with her. Thanks for the revenge. The story plot is NEVER going to follow like Transformers 2. End of story.

"Father, forgive her for she know not what she is doing..."

Prema, you're forgiven and forgotten. Bye!