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Saturday, February 9, 2008 . 3:24 PM

Some days back in D & T lesson there was a class count as not everyone had come up from the sch library. So it started along the other side. '1!' '2!' '3!' '4!' ....
until it came to my turn. My brain was wandering in space so when it came to my turn I laughed and said, 'What?' 'Say your number lah, stupid.' Some angry glances came my way. The second time I was prepared. So.. '20!' .. 'Huh? those in front never say what!' 'Got say lah, stupid. Use your small sized brain. You damn stupid sia.' Yet more glances. I was burning red. Somehow although I'm a guy I usually tear when scolded, be it harsh or soft and firm. So the tears were almost coming out but I blinked them back. The third time there was no noise being made. '20.' '21.' '22.' me? '23!' finally I got it right. But the two asses in frint of me spoke so soft I could barely hear them. Stupid small sized brats. If there were no teacher around I would have beaen them into a pulp and get myself involved in a date with the OM.