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Saturday, November 25, 2006;

i shall not blog about grad night yet.. im just gonna blog about what happened yesterday which irritates the hell out of me! ok here how the story goes.. and so me hidhir and mitchell were on our way back to Pasir Ris from Orchard. we gg pasir ris coz got pasar malam. den on de train, as soon as we sat, there was this guy next to mitchell who started a conversation..

M: Mitchell
L: Lutfi
H: Hidhir
G: the fucker

G: err .. so, you're from St Patrick's? *looking at mitchell band tshirt* i was from that school last time..
M: oh really? okay..
G: Let me ask you a few question, see if you can answer it.. its about your school
G: Which year was your school founded? Founded by who? Why izzit called St Patrick's? and some other school history stuffs
Mitchell then had difficulty answering those questions, like who the hell actually memorise all the school history stuffs. for goodness sake, we were not tested about this! Mitchell hinted to me that he needed help and so i assist him.
L: school was founded in 1933
G: im not talking to you, im talking to him(Mitchell)
L: *look away* getting pissed off
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G: let me talk to your senior *looking at my direction*
L: yes?!
G: why doesnt he know about the school history? what are you telling me? why arent you teaching him the school history?
L: firstly........ *interupted by him*
G: how dare you talk to me in that tone..
L: *got fucking mad* its not my responsibility to teach him the school history, its not my problem that he noe or doesnt noe, im not the peer leader.... im not supposed to spoonfeed him!
G: *shuts up* i agree with your senior blah blah.. (and he was indirectly talking bad to Mitchell abt me)
M: *kept quiet*
L: haha.. whatever.. (talking to hidhir)
H: he so noisy.
G: *started talking abt me and i answered back*
G: so senior, who founded St Pat's? St Pat's was founded by Saint Patrick's isnt it?
L: NO! St Pat's was founded by Bro Stephen Buckley
G: *kena jagged*
G: im angry with your senior
L: oh so wad? u're gonna have me arrested? hit me? go ahead.. you're de one that will lose the battle at the end of the day.
G: *influence Mitchell* your seniors is bullying you mentally
L and H: WTH?! *laugh sarcastically*
G: jus because your seniors has done NS and gone through the hardship, he thinks he can bully you..
L: WTF?! we're not even in NS!
G: oh really? and senior, why are you talking in that manner to me? im your senior? and there's a lot of seniors in this train.
L: *look around and can see the people in the train cabin sympathises us*
G: you wan to talk, talk to me.
L: i got no time to talk to you, waste my breathe..
G: oh is that a typical Singaporean answer?
L: no
G: singaporeans will not survive with that attitude
L: singaporeans will survive if they give that kind of attitude to people like you
G: oh yeah?!
L: Yes! you're interogating me worst than how a police officer does!
H: just tell him "my mummy dont allow me to talkk to strangers and pretend you're calling your mom or jst call the police"
*reach pasir ris MRT*
G: *give me that look*
L: wad? wanna complain to the school?! go ahead la. im sure my principal would not entertain you either. fuck off.
*me hidhir and mitchell left the train*

and yes people that's abt it. i have no other choice! if he hadnt push the blame of not educating mitchell abt the school history to me, i wouldnt end up being rude to him.. was so pissed.

*51920211 but you calm me down in the end.. thanks =)*

i screamed at 12:43 PM with 0 piles of homework left