Friday, February 29, 2008

Du Lan

Back, finally. Nope, not football this time, but Man United are on hot form at the moment. I just want to vent my anger, frustration or whatever you call it. Was doing recess duty as usual (which also means slacking as usual). We were standing at the side talking about Wei Chen’s fake injury and how he was making such a fuss about it. Just then I saw a sec 3 guy carrying food out of the canteen and was gonna run for it. Bringing a packet of junk food or two is ok la, but this fag was hauling two hands full of junk food and trying to make a run for it at the same time. I mean come on la, a lil too obvious right? At least try hiding it in your pockets or stuff it up your ass, I don’t give a damn. But carrying a load full of junk food out in broad day light is clearly testing our patience. So, I made a dash towards him. I got there just in time to make a grab at his collar and tug him back. He was almost flung towards the floor, his buttons and name tag flew everywhere (I had no choice but to hold him back, cause if not he’d been off) .I helped him pick up some of his buttons and led him back to the canteen. I was already quite pissed with this piece of shit (his name shall remain anonymous), but Brian Cheng was a real fool. He fixed his buttons while I stood there waiting for him to finish his business before taking his name down. A bunch of chimpanzees (presumably the scum’s friends) were laughing and teasing him, mocking him for his failure to get pass the ‘slacking’ prefects. A few of the goons were standing behind B.C, and well, one of em directed a rascist remark towards me. Ok, I’m used to this kind of shit, yet it does hurt, a lot. Through gritted teeth, I just took B.C’s name tag took down his name and held his name tag out to him. I then accidentally (maybe not) dropped his name tag. I left and joked with E Yang about the whole incident. I decided that I would add B.C’s name in the Book. Offences include bringing food out of the canteen, running away from a prefect and insulting a prefect. I was tempted to add in injuring a prefect as I hurt my fingers while getting hold of his collar, then again maybe not. I’m actually a good prefect, in a sense that I can close an eye and pretend nothing happened. Some people might call us slackers la, but screw it la. Anyway my point is if even a slack prefect like me catches somebody for committing an offence, that fella must either be a gone case, or he has shit for brains. In this case, I’ll pick the latter.