August 14, 2002
today, my handphone was confiscated by my despotic chemistry tutor. i remember it like it were only yesterday...
a friend and i were about on a prank. we were sending messages to another guy, a classmate (who happened not to take chemistry), professing a manly love for him. then when we were at chem practical, we found out that it turns out the other guy was quite ready for a homosexual relationship, thank you. and so naturally i was quite taken aback at the replies he was sending me. i looked left, looked right, and saw that the short fat bitch of a science-pimp was not in sight. i called over to my friend, motioning him over to my bench to show him the message.
'...yea so? i'm a guy too. frankly speaking, i'm quite bi-ish. i don't care if it's with guys. as long as good looks are involved. anal and v-hole, both same feeling anyway...'
and then, an impish abomination hobbled up along the bench, screaming 'BENJAAAMIIIIIN! GIII MIII YOUR HANDFOONE!' and then i went 'oh crap' inside. given the infirmity i was caught in, i instinctively obliged. inside, i was still going 'oh crap. oh crap.' i went on to finish my practical on the double, which no one else seemed to appreciate. and when i asked if i could have my handphone back, she yelled again, 'OF COARSE NOT! NOW THE REST OF YEWW WASH UP YOUR APPARATUS AND GET OUT OF HEAR!'
and so we all did.
though she said she would be keeping it for a week, i negotiated with her for friday. on the condition that i don't piss her off again. the good part is there's no chem tomorrow. so that'd leave for friday. i shall be a good god, and finish my work.
p.s. the other guy apparently knew we were pranking. so he pranked back. so much for harmless fun. it cost me my bleedin' phone.
6:19 PM
