I was checking Friendster and Jacinth left me a testimonial which sort of brought back those secondary school memories, and contrary to what I believe (that I was an angel *angelic look and imaginary halo starts appearing and angelic choruses all around*), I was reminded of what a terror I was. I mean, I didn't know I was THAT bad. Yes, a little mischievious, but after reading Jacinth's testimonial...AAAHHH!!! Here, let me post that whole chunk:
y everyone say good things about u , let me say something bad instead lol .
well although its testimonials >=)
ok this girl , let me "chai chuan" her evil ways during her secondary sch days ,she's a bully~~~ together with another friend audrey , always targeting me as thier victim .
throwing eraser dust on my hair , pull my socks and throw stapler darts into it and snap it , how cruel =~~~ , i don even remember if u guys are the one who write on my cast when i sprained my ankle badly . was it u guys?
and some other funny/cruel things they can think of they're such a terror .
but somehow we remained luffing everyday we see each other and etc . haven been in contact for a long time since we left sch ,oh how i miss those sch days . but everyone have to move in i guess and i b liv she is doing good in life now , at least enjoying it , keep up ur cheerfulness and mend ur evviiilll waaaayyyss~~`
Ok, that's the original testimonial from Jacinth. No edits. The real genuine thing. I sound like I'm peddling fake prada bags.
Gah! I was actually THAT bad. And if I remember correctly, I was the mastermind of most, if not all of the pranks. AND I did write on her cast although I can't really remember what I wrote but it definitely was NOT "Take care and get well soon". Haha. Man! I can't stand myself!! Actually I can. But *low whistle* this takes the cake.
I remember once after the Science Mid-Years, and my teacher was still collecting the papers, I just turned around and pointed under Jacinth's chair and said "SPIDER!!", resulting in her shriek-and-jump-out-of-her-chair routine and Miss Magdalene Tan's shocked face. Hahahaha. Oh man! *wipes tears from eyes* But I was 13, no, actually I was 12 going on 13 but since my birthday is in October and the Mid-Years were in May, I was pretty much still 12.
Hmmm...what else did I unleash on the unsuspecting community? Jacinth pretty much covered everything. Stapler bullets, no, flying stapler bullets to be exact, eraser dust in hair, snapping of er...nevermind, pulling of socks, pouring of water over her head!!! Now that's one! Haha. Yeah, I actually did some pouring of water over poor unsuspecting people. What else what else?? I can't really remember, but it was all pretty harmless pranks. I won't injure someone for the sake of fun. That would be plain evil. But then I do these out of love. If I didn't love someone I wouldn't even bother. Right? Right?
Ok, I was 12 so you gotta forgive me. I pretty much grew up after that. I limited my pranks and mischief to just cutting my eraser into smaller pieces and flicking them all over the classroom (during lesson time) at my other classmates, and burping or sneezing loudly. That's about all I did.
I still do that, but my pranks have become more elaborate *ahem* Do I hear some clearing of throats and polite coughs all over?? And quit smirking some of you. I know you're doing it. Wipe off those smirks now. Anyway, I've taken a liking to tapping people on the shoulders and running away and I work on practising it and improving "The Art of Tap-N-Go". I mean, it's a skill to tap a shoulder, or multiple shoulders, and escape swiftly without the victim knowing who the culprit was, and thus leaving the victim turning around in circles and accusing the wrong person, all for my amusement. And I have evolved new and funky ways of doing this tapping thing. It's an art I tell you. But pretty soon everyone knew it was me so it wasn't fun anymore. But the occasional blur person would still succumb to it.
I still pull off pranks in school (I'm 21 this year by the way, not 12). If you read some of my previous entries (April Fool's and paperball flicking), you'll know what I'm talking about.
Maybe I'm just weird. Or I was actually from another planet and was beamed down from above. Maybe if I unleash my powers, I will be like Superman. And since I'm dreaming, I might as well ask for a million bucks.