Zhiya Wang

my sole seatpartner in the island of the middle of the room is Zhiya Wang. and no im not spelling it wrong, thats how it is on all of her official papers, shes just spelling it wrong.

while looking over mrs carpenters prompt, i have to say one adjective jumped out at me. Intimidating. i could not think of a more perfect word to describe Mrs Wang. shes thin, shes asian, shes addicted to pants that are made of some type of elastic material, and shes an ice skater. how much more intimidating can you get? ive lost track of how many times i have been scared to pipe up in class for fear of angering the imposing Wangster, or how often her unheard degrading remarks have killed my self esteem. and all i ever do in return is try to be as nice and respectful as possible. ive pulled her chair out for her, helped adjust her flailing sense of fashion, and even offered to be her dance partner, but alas, it was all for nought. i wait for the day she brings her skates for "practice" after school and i wind up on the floor with a cleanly sliced jugular from the skating menace. i havent seen her post, and i rather hope she doesnt even look at mine this week, for fear of enraging her even more, bringing a hellish gloom over my monday tomorow.
so, pleading for my life if she should read this, i must say goodbye... this may be my last entry...