A little... Shocked

We got our report cards today. I didn't do too badly, I am in fact quite satisfied.

And, sigh.
Here goes the first rant.
This Chinese assignment told me to keep my temper.
Sigh.
Here goes.
There's this creep who has given me countless non-subtle hints that she absolutely, shall I say, hates my guts.
Okay, perhaps a little too exaggerated.
But anyway, someone, who I shall christen... Kacy for now, seems not to like me very much.
Perhaps her talent is just inclined in the area of criticism.
Perhaps others feel the same.
Nothing... much happened, save many sarcastic comments on her part.
Shall I say the next bit?
- We have to get used to the sun, you know. Competition is in the sun, she said.
- Shoot, I said. Not that I hate the sun or am scared of a tan.
- You have to get used to it, Miss Princess. We don't have everyday air-con room, you know. Argh. 'She had a low, rather unladylike voice, and she emphasized her words.' A picture perfect parallel.
Anyway, only one room in my home in my home is in possession of an air-conditioner, that is only used during haze season. Unlike her, I bet.
- I--I don't have air-con everyday. I almost stuttered I guess I sounded nervous and small.
- Guitar not air-con, meh? A rather rude outburst on her part.
It is. Guitar isn't everyday, though, ignorance.

I guess I should explain. My CCA skills are not satisfactory enough for Kacy to regard me with a certain level of respect.
I do realise that she doesn't really enjoy my presence in my other CCA, namely Guitar.
I tried to look at things from her point of view.
I guess I should try harder.