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Music: Backstreet Boys - Climbing the walls
I did lots of crazy shit before where I am right now. Being rebellious seems to be my motto. It was hard to be a good girl. I remember my dad told me that I am the mass destruction at home. All the toys that he bought for my elder sister was destroyed after I was born. My dad also had to tie up or locked up those cabinet and shelves because I will always took out all the items in it and placed it all over the floor. Maybe this was the sign of what I will become when I grow up.
With my faintest memory, I remember when I was in Kindergarten; I have a small gang of four, 2 girls and 2 boys, including myself. We were very close. We did almost everything together. Yes, include one monkey business too.
So one particular day, we have our art and craft lesson and this girl called, Wendy, has a lot of materials to use for her art piece. I was somehow envious of her and complaint it to my gang members. They felt the same way as me so I came up with a good idea. I ordered them to take all her crayons and rolled it out of the classroom through the classroom’s door so that she could not use them. That was really fun but the victim thinks otherwise. When Wendy saw what we did, she was fuming and went to complain it to the teacher. In a nick of time, I informed my gang to hide in the toilet. I was safe with another girl. The other 2 boys were unlucky; my teacher reprimanded them.
My Chinese was particularly superior to my other subject so I was made the group and class’s leader for my Chinese lesson. So in order to save myself from embarrassment and punishment I stole a boy’s Chinese textbook when I didn’t bring it for lesson. Poor boy, he will never know about his misfortunate for knowing me.
2 years passed and I got to kick some ass again. Primary six’s life was not all that hectic. There is a girl name, Joyce, whom was such an idiot that ¾ of my class hated her. She had created countless troubles for my class and classmates. She often pretended like she was the big sister of the class. So I wanted to give her an idea about who is the real leader! One day, I was in the state of mischief again. I ganged up with a few of Joyce-haters and decided to steal her colored. This time I ran out of luck, we were caught by my form-teacher. We ended up returning back those pens to her. Oh! Whatever!
There was another incident with Joyce. We have a remedial on one Saturday and my friend; Kenny took Joyce’s journal and read it when she was away. When Joyce came back and realized that Kenny was holding on to her journal, she demanded him to give it back to her but he refused. Kenny then started to throw her book around. Joyce’s journal landed in multiple hands before it finally stopped under my hand. The journal was later handed back to Joyce when Kenny felt guilty and told me to give it back to her but Joyce did not want to let the matter rest. She was very furious and walked up to me and stared at me. I became the main culprit. Fuck it. We have short fucking-stupid girl fight after that. No one was hurt. She was a coward. I am the heroine. I swear.
Move on to another sinful act – Stealing. Stealing was nothing new to me. I have stolen things from my primary school’s bookstore, my classmate’s property and other class’s property. When I was in Primary six, I stole 3 or 4 markers from the class where I have lesson for my Chinese. I was good enough and gave 1 to my friend.
One of my worst experience was stealing a ‘NSYNC’s pin-up (from a magazine) from Ruth. What makes things worse was that that the magazine does not belongs to her. It belongs to one Malay girl, whom I don’t even know!
I was caught in the act again! Wei Hong, a fat guy who I hated too, saw what I have done. I kept denying and ran away. When Wei Hong told Ruth about it, she quickly demanded to check my bag.
Surprise! She could not find anything! Wonder why? Check out my partner-in-crime, Pau Yee! That ‘NSYNC’s pin-up was in her file. Ruth will never know about it. Thanks Pau Yee. This is one of my biggest secrets that I share it with Pau Yee. Anyway, the ‘NSYNC’s pin-up is still with me right now but I have not figure it out where the hell is ‘NSYNC right now and I no longer love them.
There seem to be no ending to my stealing act in my primary school days. Guess what is next? I stole a marker from my favourite Chinese teacher! I don’t know why the fuck did I do that. I was really fucking insane. What the hell did I do to my favourite teacher?
As I grow older, I think I have become more sensible. I never steal again! I fucking swear. There is no thrill in stealing. It is not a fun thing to do so don’t ever does it. If you did it, you might not be as lucky as me. Believe me.
When you read until here, you should know that I am someone who is good for nothing. So when my doom day comes – Primary School Leaving Examination, you should have predicted that I am going to do badly for it. Lady luck seem to be on my side during my examination, with my faintest memory, Ruth, that fucking smart girl sat beside me! Temptation is so huge at that moment. I am not guiltily; to me I am barely checking my answers with her. Okay, that sounds so wrong.
I don’t know why many monkeys like to have their asses kick by me. One day after school, I almost wanted to a fight with a group of boys who was fucking younger than me! They said some nasty words to me when I walked passed them and so I confronted them. One of them was freak out! He quickly apologized to me and said that he was not involved when he actually was!! I was fucking high and I am not going to let the matter rest. Unfortunately, I was pull away by my friend, Pei Yun. Stopped. Closed curtain. End of the show.
Being temperamental is one of my worse characteristics. When I am in my secondary school, I scolded the fuck out of many people. I scolded boys who bullied girls; I scolded more boys for being noisy in the class. I have a deep and terrifying voice so those hopeless boys are usually scared of me. This is my motto, don’t come and fuck with my friends or me, if you do, you will get fucked by me, fucker!
I have also blasted an insane girl and fling her books all over the floor. Some weird people idolized me after this incident. That was really cool!
After I graduate from my porn school, I guess I am just too restless to do anything. I am getting more and more lethargic each day. Anyway, you will never believe what course I am taking right now. I am taking Early Childhood Education. Strange? Are you worried about the safety of the children? Fret not! No matter how nasty I am, I often have a soft spot for children. There was another reason why I choose this course but I will leave it to another chapter to reveal the answer.
