That's right folks if you are mathematically unable to justify using up your brainpower for useless things that really don't value add to your life in anyways (plus me being me means I am just too lazy to waste time thinking about it let alone storing it in the back of my mind) then it's okay to cut it out of your memory. It's as simple as that.
And that's what I did. In fact the next few days past rather uneventfully for me. I was discharged of the hospital without any complications, I went back to school still getting annoyed by Jacobin and my parents were speaking English as usual everything was just calm peaceful and normal, just the way I liked it.
With that in mind, slowly but surely, the memories of the incident faded away and by the time the next month rolled around I had just about forgotten almost everything.
Ofc if this was that simple, this story would have ended right then and there but alas fates has willed that my life shalt be turbulent and stormy and before long I would be reminded why I should probably have given it just a wee little more thought.
And to think I had the audacity to expect it to be a normal day haissss.
"Yo man wake up" Jacobin says as he shakes my arm vigorously.
"Mmmmm...mmmmm give me a break..k" I mutter as I struggle to keep my head above the surface
"Hey man you better wake up, breaks over and Mr Choo is gonna come in any second now.... OH GOOD MORNING MR CHOO"
Oh crap
"Ah good morning Jacobin and also to our dear friend here," a loud thud echoes through my body as I immediately sit back up like the trained animal I am, "Ah good to see you are awake Mr Chen, just like the rest of the class" , Mr Choo says as he looks around the now very much awakened class.
To say Mr Chua is a little crazy is bit understatement. The more appropriate term in his case would be 'high functioning bipolarity'. This was a man who could just as likely make you do pushups in class for swearing as to praise you for writing love poems on juanpad. Essentially every day with this man was less like an attending English class and more like playing flip the coin to see which personality we would get. Though today it seems that the odds are in the favour of the less desirable personalityall thanks to a certain person's actions...
"Well class glad to see you all are well rested from the holidays, with our dear friend here being the unfortunate exception" he says as he beams a smile towards me. Being the pessimist as always I thought this was basically the calm before the storm, before long he'll be shouting and my predictions will once again be proven dead on. "Actually you know what class, I too took the liberty during the holidays to do some R&R in Crete at hotel Mecure, would anyone else like to share their holiday with the class? Anyone? Really no one went on holiday? No one at all? Hmmmmm how about you Sharmaine did you go for a holiday?" Mr Choo says casually gesturing over to Sharmaine
"Umm...mmmm me?" Sharmaine says timidly, undoubtedly knowing full well the wrath of Choo
"Do you see any other Sharmaine in class? Of course, I am referring to you now why don't you share with the rest of the class your holiday experience." Mr Choo says with particular emphasis on the last few words.
"Ummm so... so I went to California this holiday and went to visit the tri-state area and and..." Shermaine says as any remaining confidence rapidly crumbles the weight of Mr Choo's gaze.
"Actually Sharmaine that's good enough for now. Right now Sharmaine what I'll like you do is to GET OUT." Mr Choo bellows at the already petrified Sharmaine as she ran out of the class in tears.
"You see class," Mr Choo says as he turns to face the class, the smile of a sadist etched on his face "Your generation is always ungrateful of what we as adults have given you. We give you the chance to be honest yet you abuse this trust and instead try to screw around with us adults do you not know how hurt I feel?" Mr Choo says as he places his hand tenderly against his chest "You kids really don't know how much you are tearing me apart to hear you lie and for that you kids are to be punished" Mr Choo says definitively as he fishes out his one-shot-headshot marker out of his pencil case and starts to write on the board
"pssssss" I hear a deep voice mutter as my shoulder gets assaulted by a furry of pats.
"what is it asshole?" I whisper back to Jacobin, fearful of any potential reprisal from master choo.
"do you think I could headshot him with this paper airplane?" Jacobin says as he proudly presented to me his one and only paper airplane
"really Jacobin you are gonna get us killed!
"well that part of the fun" he replies with a smirk on his face
"JaCoBiN!!!!"
"Attention class" Immediately we both ceased out conversation and sat up straight, with I, in particular, hoping to hell he didn't hear our little chat "This shall be the assignment for today," he says as he points towards the word 'Idealism' written boldly on the board "I want you to write about idealism you can write about it's pitfalls it's downsides it's whatever bottom line write some good write something interesting or get out understood class?" Mr Chen says, practically yelling at this point.
"Yes siR" we all yell in unison
"good childs now get crack..."
"Attention please" the PA system crackles to life leaving mr chen in a pile of fumes for being disrupted, "could register number 10 of class 2C06 report to the general office now"
wait register number 1... isn't that me?????
"Well kudos to you looks like you just won the get out of jail free card," Jacobin says rather begrudgingly as I stood up to leave
"Why thank you," I say as I turn towards the door, trying my very best to control my smile. In my heart, I was downright overjoyed to be finally free from the clutches of Mr Choo. Finally, I could have some peace and tranquility and...
"Wait a second Mr Chen" Mr Choo says stopping me dead in my tracks
That jackASS
"Remember to do this assignment as homework and also tell the principal mr choo says hi"
"Duly noted Mr Chen" I say forcing a smile to my face before swiftly and I mean flash level of swift, walked out of the classroom and towards the general office.
But despite my reliefs there was one tiny thing bugging me. Clearing away all of Mr choo's douchebaggery for a sec, he did bring up a very important point why did I need to go to the general office again?
I mean I am like 99.9% sure I haven't done anything stupid in the past week with jacobin or anyone else or been a public nuisance or destroyed any sort of public/private property I think.......
Oh well anything is better than Mr. Choo's class I suppose I say to myself as I shrug my shoulders utter indifference. Actually what time is it maybe if I a little slower I'll reach the general office once his class has ended hmmmmmmm.
On that thought, I glanced over to my watch to see 3:45 clearly displayed on the screen.
It's 3:45 so if I walk really slow I should be able to reach there by 3:50 and with any luck, I could stall it all the way to the next lesson...
With my mind already long decided on the course of action, I decided to slow down and soak in the sights and sounds around me. Singapore is a country prides itself on being a 'green city' which means they planted a shat ton of trees all around the island schools included. Having a hard-on for nature since young I always like to take some time to enjoy nature smell the fresh air and whatnot. Today was no different.
Just as I was relaxing however I noticed something odd the bird wasn't moving. And no I don't mean like the bird was sleeping thus it's no moving anymore but more like the bird was flying but not moving. As if it was in suspended animation.....
Then it hit me.
Noo no nooo not this again!! I tried desperately to move my arms but just like the last time all my efforts amounted to basically nothing. Deciding to switch it up, I tried instead with my legs, and this time it actually moved a little!
Holy macaroni
I try wiggle my legs again but it seemed that whatever "great" progress I made was no more than the delusions of a desperate mind and what little progress I made had made me lost my balance and my head plummeted towards the railing below.
In my mind, I was desperately praying to the different gods begging them to save me from this predicament. But deep down I knew what was going to happen.
As the Chinese saying goes 平时不烧香，临时抱佛脚
Translation: I am screwed
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