I thought i could sneak into school without getting my green form signed. But too bad, the security guard insisted on escorting me to the General Office. The DM saw me and he shouted at me, and asked me to go sit in the White Room. So i did.
I felt like an idiot sitting in the White Room all alone with all the lower secondary kids roaming in and out of the General Office. It gives a whole new meaning to the word, "Auto-roaming". So i texted Zhiming and inquired what should i do in an event like this. He told me to fuck care the DM, take my bag and walk off. Which is exactly what i did.
I ran away to the field where i joined my class for the last Physical Education lesson of our secondary school lives. I was lounging around on the stone steps till the guys shouted at me and asked me to go play some soccer. So i did.
There is one thing that i cannot fathom in my secondary school life, which is soccer. I dun know what is the damn game all about. But after i wailed out loud and persisted in finding out who's who and what's what, Mark decided to make things easier for me.
He said, "Dun care who's in your team or not, if you see a guy handling the ball, just go and punch or kick or pinch him as much as you want. But if its a girl, dun do anything."
OKAY.
I did just that. I tripped people left and right. Anyhow block whoever thats kicking the ball and in the end, i indirectly ramned into Benedict who rebounded off my arm. He rolled over three times and his glasses came off. I laughed and laughed like mad. He wasnt looking where he was going also, so thus the incident happened.
He also another cool one lah.
He supposed to kick the ball to his team mates. I was standing alittle off centre from where he was kicking off and when he really did kick off, i felt like my jaw dislocated.
Yes, he kicked the ball into my face.
To be precise, the left side of my jaw and the area near my heart. First, i thought my jaw was dislocated. Then i felt my heart rebounding like up and down in my ribcage. I thought i was going to die. I thought i only had half a face left plus a squished heart.
I was scared for like five seconds.
Then i checked my face by feeling it gingerly and i was quite relieved to find my face still in one piece with no swelling or anything. Same for the chest area.
We carried on with the game. But we were interrupted by some extremely rude and uncouth boys who do not have balls. If you're one of those young punks who tried to pick a fight with Dharam today, read the following carefully okay?
YOU HAVE NO MUTHAFUCKING BALLS YOU USELESS NOOB SHIT. FUCK YOU AND ALL THAT YOU STAND FOR. I CURSE THAT EVERY CIGARETTE THAT YOU SMOKE WILL CAUSE YOU TO CHOKE AND COUGH OUT BLOOD. I CURSE THAT YOU GET INTO TROUBLE BEFORE YOU'RE SIXTEEN AND END UP HAVING A RECORD ON YOUR FUCKING LIFE. I CURSE ALL THE UGLY TATTOOS YOU'RE GONNA GET WILL ROT AND BE INFECTED, CAUSING THE INK TO RUN AND BECOME BWANG.
SO FUCK OFF YOU HEAR?
All Dharam asked was who the hell is Shafee and nothing else. But all these small kids have no manners and no nothing to their names. The only reason why Dharam went over to ask who's who is because this bunch of Malay boys walked past and shouted something really rude at Anisa. A whole bunch of us went over and asked the person to come out. But too bad, the person was ball-less. So nobody came forward.
We gave up on the useless shits and went back to playing soccer. We got a unofficial third period to play more soccer because Khalid said that we were too smelly and that he didnt want to teach smelly people. How insulting i say.
I went for Maths after break and did some tys with Kumari. Then it was geog lessons where i found Eddie in a considerable state of distress. I asked him about his problem and he ignored me. Like thanks man. But i found out what was bothering him anyway. So yeah.
Vik got his tattoo today. Seems like my name has some power. He went to Finch and told him that he knew me. And he got a $40 discount. He did ONE SHOT ONE KILL below the belly button.
And he said this. Somewhat similar to what i said three years ago, when i did my first.
<<>> Old English Text says:yea sia, after i put ah. i told myself NOMORE ITS FUCKING PAIN. then when i went home to see my whole tattoo in front of the mirror, i think again.
And my probation officially ended today. So yay.