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During breakfast today, I reminded Mom never to call me at the school again. I am not sure if she heard me cause her head was buried in Women’s Weekly.

“I think I am suffering from a yeast infection! Yucks!”

Seriously, I don’t know why I am constantly subjected to information like this, especially when I am eating a plate full of scrambled eggs. I basically lost my appetite, grabbed my Ninja Turtle bag (note to self: Need to earn enough money to change the stupid bag!) and headed to the bus stop.

On the bus to school, something ridiculous happened. Bus 73 is always pretty crowded. But I managed to get a seat near the door. I only sat on the seat for like a minute when an old man got on the bus and stood right in front of me. On the rare occasion that I got a seat on the damn bus this old dude choose to stand right in front of me!

I grudgingly got up from my seat and before my butt could unstick itself from the seat, this woman squeezed in and prodded herself on the seat instead!

I was dumbfounded. What nerve!

She had the cheek to say “Thank you ah boy!” She looked like she has just gone to the market and had two big red plastic bags full of smelly seafood. What happened next was pretty amazing. The frail old man shouted at her in some hokkien language which I totally don’t understand. But from the woman’s reaction, I assumed it went along the line of “Why the beep do you want to beep beep beep!”

She replied in China-accented Mandarin “He offered the seat to me! Yes or no ah boy?” She turned to me and gave me one of those sweet innocent smile. I have seen the smile somewhere! YES! Exactly like Pe Pe when she wanted a treat from me.

Before I could even open my mouth, the old man shouted in some hokkien language and then turned to me and spoke softly in hokkien. He flashed a big grin and I realized he had no teeth! Wow! I sure don’t want to be like him when I am this old!

Note to self: Brush teeth at night!!!!

Anyway I assumed he was asking me if the seat was for him. Can you imagine the pressure I got? I finally understood what it felt like to be like Obama! Can you imagine him dealing with tough questions all day long!

I must admit I am the sort who cracks under pressure! I stared at them for while, flashed them a toothy grin, pressed the bell and dashed off the bus! And it’s not even my stop!

And guess what? I was late because of that! Chen Jue Jue the school discipline master chose TODAY to actually meet all the latecomers after assembly. He took one look at me, made some comment about my untidy uniform and said in perfect Mandarin “I want to see your parents!” I was in shock. And when I am in shock, I have a habit of opening my mouth a lot wider than it normally is.

I think Chen Jue Jue must have noticed that because he said “Are you ok? Something wrong with your mouth?” I tried to explain to him the reason I was late but he said coldly “Think of a better excuse next time!” WHAT?! He’s an absolute DH!

I think my mum is going to freak out! God bless me!

I finally figured out the mystery of why our class ‘gangster-wannabe’ Chow Chee Beng loves to sit right in front during Miss Ng’s lesson. Basically, Chee Beng is only in school on Mondays, Wednesdays and Thursdays. The rest of the time he is in the snookerium in Meridien Hotel. I heard his ambition is to be the national snooker player. I wish him all the best though I think he needs to go through some plastic surgery if he was going to appear on national television. He looks like the fatter version of Xiao Ding Dang’s best friend Da Xiong.

Anyway, I decided to pay close attention to Chee Beng during Miss Ng’s english lesson. As usual, he forced Ah Ti to sit behind as he replaced him at the front of the class. Ah Ti mumbled something and obediently left his seat.

Miss Ng had this habit of sitting on the table in front of the class, and I noticed today. She would cross her leg and through my intense observation, I realized that she would cross and uncross her legs whenever she got excited such as when she was telling us the importance of using good vocabulary such as “laughing like a hyena”.

And purely out of my curiosity to uncover the mystery of “Chow Chee Beng”, I noticed that when she crossed and uncrossed her legs, Chee Beng’s eyes would widen in anticipation. Then I saw it! It was Miss Ng’s lacy black underwear!

So that’s the reason why Chee Beng is paying such close attention to Miss Ng! He’s a pervert! I had half a mind to report this to Miss Ng and take revenge for the time he took my art project and kicked it around class like some football.

But I decided against it cause Chee Beng was basically about twice my size and I was sure he won’t take very kindly to me exposing his ‘hobby’. Well, guess if you can’t beat them you got to join them.

Note to self: Change seat with Adrian during English lessons.

Today is the school PE lesson. I don’t really like the school PE lesson cause I believe Mr Tan is a bit of a sadist and he enjoys making the boys carry the super thick mattress and running around the bloody tracks. I have been asking my mother to write in to complain about this but she sees nothing wrong with running around carrying mattresses.

“It’s much worse in the army! Toughen up will ya?”

Ya like she has been to the army! Great advice from someone whose only form of exercise is playing mahjong!

Anyway, the only saving grace about PE is that I get to see Karen Chin in her super short shorts. She had killer legs and just about everyone in class has a crush on her. Even the class nerd Ah Ti admitted that he carried a torch for her. Forget it Ah Ti! She’s mine!

Today I formulated a plan to impress her. Before we start our mattress carrying exercise, Mr Tan always make us do some warm up exercises on the tracks. My plan was to do sit ups on the tracks and have Adrian count out real loud a very high number when Karen Chin walk past.

So there I was in the afternoon sun with Adrian holding onto my legs. I tried to conserve energy first so that when she walk past, I would be like superhuman fast. Then from the corner of my eye, I noticed her approching. I gave Adrian the signal and he giggled like a girl. Seriously Adrian, I love you but you got to stop laughing like a bloody girl!

As I saw Karen within a few meters from me, I started to do my sit ups at an amazing speed.

Then Adrian screamed at the top of his voice “Five hundred and seventy three! Five hundred and seventy four! Five hundred and seventy five!”

That stupid idiot! I didn’t ask him to count so high! I said one hundred! Anyway because he shouted so loud, Karen Chin looked over in my direction and smiled. That was the most beautiful smile I have ever seen. I froze and I wanted to smile back but my mouth kind of opened in an O shape and I froze.

At the moment, her friend Shabnam (nicknamed Uganda Giant) whispered something in her ear and they laughed. I was sure she was saying something about me because Shabnam continued to look in my direction while giggling!

I didn’t know how to react so I just continued with my sit-ups which Adrian continued to count up at a ridiculous number. I signalled for him to stop but he got the wrong idea and counted at an even higher number. The girls continued to laugh and walk away before I gave Adrian a piece of my mind.

After PE, we went to the canteen to get a drink and Adrian asked me to go to his house to play MAFIA WARS after school. I was still angry with him so I told him I had something important to attend to.

When will I get to speak with my princess????

My Name is Sum Tim Wong

Now first things first! I have just about had enough of people laughing at my name. I mean, I am not just talking about those childish classmates of mine. Today, even our principal Mr Sivalingam guffawed aloud like a hyena (although I have never heard a hyena guffaw but our form teacher Miss Sng seems to love this phrase and basically forces us to memorize it for our compo) when he heard my name being called through the PA system.

Now I have my mother to thank for promoting me to some legendary nerd status in school. She refused to let me bring a handphone to school simply because the school had rules against using it in class. Oh come on! Everyone’s using it! Even the class nerd Ah Ti! He secretly uses it to play the stupid Farmville during Maths Lesson. Not that Mr Sum the snake king would mind.

Anyway, back to my story.

So my very cute mother chooses to call me in school during recess time. The school clerk Mrs Wong Ah Li must have had a whale of a time screaming into the PA system. “Sum Tim Wong! Paging for Sum Tim Wong! Please come to the office. Your mother is calling for you! Maybe got something wrong!” I could hear her sniggering after the comments. Note to self: I will make sure I make ten prank phone calls to school during holidays!

At that time, I was sitting in the canteen and our principal Mr Sivalingam was sitting just two tables in front of me. He was in the midst of devouring the mee rebus when the announcement was made. I swear he laughed so hard that one of the mee rebus noodles was snorted out through his nose. Of course no one noticed because everyone was laughing at the bloody announcement, i.e. my name!

Obviously I didn’t get up from my seat. I tried to act normal by whistling a tune but my stupid friend Adrian kept nudging me to get up. I feel like emptying the glass of fruit juice over his oversized pimpled face!

I waited a good one and a half minute before I got up and pretended to go to the toilet. At that moment Mrs Wong’s voice boomed through the PA system again. “Sum Tim Wong! Please come to the office immediately. Your mother is waiting. Sum Tim Wong! Is there something wrong?”

I am not even kidding! The nerve! How dare she. I swear I will give her a peice of my mind when I reach the office. I even thought of the exact words I was going to say to her when I was walking along the corridor to the office.

When I reached the office, all the clerks’ eyes were zoomed in on me. Then Mrs Wong started laughing. I finally understood what Miss Ng means when she said “guffaw like a hyena”. She resembled a big, fat ugly hyena and her maggi mee hair kept jerking back and forth as she continued to guffaw for a good ten seconds.

“your phone!” she managed to say those words in between her hysterical laughter.

I took the phone and mumbled “Thank you.” I am so disappointed with myself. What happened to all those swear words that I had prepared for her on the way to the office. “THANK YOU!” I can’t believe myself. I am such a wimp!

And guess what my mother had to tell me.

“boy ah! Where you put Pe Pe’s toy ah?”

I froze. She called me during recess time just to ask me where is my dog’s toy? I had a string of vulgarities floating through my mind but I could only manage a weak “In the top drawer in my cupboard.”

“Oh Ok! She going crazy! Always trying to bite my leg!”

Why am I not surprise? I hung up the phone and bolted back to class. Everyone started singing this song when I entered the class.

“Sum Tim Wong. Sum Tim Wong.” I don’t know the rest of the lyrics but it went along the tune of Edelwiss. Dennis Leu was the one who invented the song and he was standing in front of the class, pretending to be some conductor in a classical musical.

I hated his guts.

The worst thing was that Karen Chin, the love of my life, was singing along and laughing together with the rest of the class! I wish I could bury my head in the ground like an ostrich.

Seriously, what kind of parents would give their son such a name???? I hate them!