That's right folks if you are mathematically unable to justify using up your brainpower for useless things that really don't value add to your life in any ways and are maybe just too lazy to care, you too can be like me and cut it out of your memory completely.

Which is exactly what I did. In fact the next few days passed rather uneventfully for me. I was discharged from the hospital without any complications, I went back to school still getting annoyed by Jacobin and my parents were speaking English as usual everything was just so calm peaceful and normal, just the way I liked it.

Thus, slowly but surely, the memories of the incident started to fade away and by the time the next month rolled around I had just about forgotten almost everything.

Ofc if this was that simple, this story would have ended right then and there but alas, the fates willed that my life shalt be turbulent and stormy and before long I would be given a rather rude reminder why I should probably have given it just a wee bit more thought.

And to think I had the audacity to expect it to be a normal day haissss.

"Yo man wake up" Jacobin says as he shakes my arm vigorously.

"Mmmmm...mmmmm give me a break..k" I mutter as I struggle to keep my head above the surface

"Hey man you better wake up, breaks over and Mr Choo is gonna come in any second now.... OH GOOD MORNING MR CHOO"

Oh crap

"Ah good morning Jacobin and also to our dear friend here," a loud thud echoes through my body as I immediately sit back up like the trained animal I am, "Ah good to see you are awake Mr Chen, just like the rest of the class" , Mr Choo says as he looks around the now very much awakened class.

To say Mr Choo is a little crazy is bit understatement. The more appropriate term in his case would be 'high functioning bipolarity'. This was a man who could just as likely make you do pushups in class for swearing as to praise you for writing love poems on juanpad. Essentially every day with this man was less like an attending English class and more like playing flip the coin to see which personality we would get. Unfortunately, it seems that the odds today are in the favour of the less desirable personality, all thanks to a certain person's actions...

"Well class glad to see you all are well rested from the holidays, with our dear friend here being the unfortunate exception" he says before beaming a smile in my direction. Being the pessimist that I was I intepret this as the calm before the storm, before long he'll be shouting and my predictions will once again be proven dead on. "Actually class, since I too took the liberty during the holidays to do some R&R in Crete at hotel Mecure, would anyone else like to share their holiday with the class? Anyone? Really no one went on holiday? No one at all? Hmmmmm how about you Sharmaine did you go for a holiday?" Mr Choo says rather arbitrarily before causally flicking over to Sharmaine

"Umm...mmmm me sir?" Sharmaine says timidly, knowing full well the wrath of Choo

"Do you see any other Sharmaine in class? Of course, I am referring to you now why don't you share with the rest of the class your holiday experience." Mr Choo says with particular emphasis on the last few words.

"Ummm so... so I went to California this holiday and went to visit the tri-state area and and..." Shermaine says as any remaining confidence of hers rapidly crumbles the weight of Mr Choo's gaze.

"Actually Sharmaine that's good enough for now. Right now Sharmaine what I'll like you do is to GET OUT." Mr Choo bellows. The already petrified Sharmaine acquiesces running straight out of his class, tears streaming down her face.

"You see class," Mr Choo says turning back to face the class, the smile of a true sadist etched on his face "Your generation is always ungrateful of what we as adults have given you. We give you the chance, to be honest, yet you abuse this trust and instead try to screw around with us adults. Do you not know how hurt I feel? Huh?" Mr Choo says lips trembling, his hand placed tenderly against his chest "How much you are tearing me apart to hear you lie straight to my face" He pauses again letting the word sink into our mind "I think it's only right that you are to be punished class." Mr Choo says before fishing out his marker out of his pencil case and starts to furiously write on the board.

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In the midst of my teacher's concentration, I suddenly feel my shoulder gets assaulted by a furry of pats followed deep "pssssss" coming from just over my shoulder.

"what is it asshole?" I whisper back to Jacobin, knowing full well the identity of the one and only idiot tat would dare to risk potential reprisal from master choo.

"do you think I could headshot him with this paper airplane?" Jacobin says as he proudly presented to me his one and only paper airplane that he had probably constructed during the whole debacle.

"really Jacobin you are gonna get us killed!

"well that part of the fun isn't it" he replies smirking

"JaCoBiN!!!!" I whispher as loud as I can

"Attention class" Immediately we both ceased out conversation and sat straight up. Is this the end? Am I too gonna join Shermaine as a sobbing mess outside class? My fear were thankfully not realised as Mr Choo, oblivious to our mischiefs, instead continues to drone on about the assignement. "This shall be the assignment for today," he says as he points towards the word 'Idealism' written boldly on the board, I let out a sigh of relief "You class are to write about idealism. You may write about it's pitfalls it's downsides it's whatever bottom line, you either write something good or write something interesting or else you get out understood class?"

"Yes sir" we all yell in unison

"good children now get crack..."

"Attention please" the PA system crackles to life leaving a disrupted and very fuming mr choo behind, "could register number 10 of class 2C06 report to the general office now"

wait register number 10... isn't that me?????

"Well kudos to you looks like you just won the get out of jail free card," Jacobin says rather begrudgingly as I stood up to leave

"Why thank you," I say as I turn towards the door, trying my very best to control my smile. In my heart, I was downright overjoyed to be finally free from the clutches of Mr Choo. Free to lead a life of tranquillity of peace and quei..

"Wait a second Mr Chen" Mr Choo says stopping me dead in my tracks

That jackASS

"You might be released from my class but I do expect you to do this assignment as homework understood?" I nod head furiously "Good now go and while you are at it, drop by the principal office and tell him Mr Choo sends his thanks."

"Duly noted Mr Choo" I say forcing a smile. Mr Choo too smiles back before rudely slamming the door in my face. If he wasn't a teacher, I would have long stopped putting up with his attitude and gave him a good whack to the face. Frankly though at this point, I was done. If this is the price I have to pay for me to get out of his class so be it. Turning around, I swiftly walked towards the general office. Fumes escaping my ear every step of the way.

Halfway through and with the initial adrenaline starting to wearing off, I realised that despite my reliefs and anger there was one tiny thing bugging me. Putting aside Mr. Choo's douchebaggery, he did bring up a very important point why did I need to go to the general office again?

I mean I am like 99.9% sure I haven't done anything stupid in the past week with jacobin or anyone else for that matter. Something about getting discharged from the hospital really does make one adverse to being a public nuisance and the destructor of any sort of public/private property funnily enough.

So why then am i being called? After contemplating for a few minutes I shrug it off. Probably for something mundane I wager and well anything is better than Mr. Choo's class. Actually on that note what time is it maybe if I a little slower I'll reach the general office once his class has ended hmmmmmmm.

Glancing over to my watch, I see the numbers 3:45 cheerily displayed on the screen.

It's 3:45 so if I walk really slow I should be able to reach there by 3:50 and with any luck, I could stall it all the way to the next lesson...

With my mind already long decided on the course of action, I decided to slow down and soak in the sights and sounds around me. Singapore is a country prides itself on being a 'green city' which means they planted a shat ton of trees all around the island, schools included. Having a hard-on for nature since young, I always like to take some time to enjoy nature smell the fresh air and whatnot. Today was no different.

Just as I was relaxing however I noticed something odd the bird wasn't moving. And no, I don't mean the bird was sleeping thus it wasn't moving anymore but more like the bird was flying but not moving as if it was in suspended animation.....

Then it hit me.

Noo no nooo not this again!! I tried desperately to move my arms but just like the last time all my efforts amounted to basically nothing. Deciding to switch it up, I instead concentrated all my efforts on my legs hoping this time was different, that this time it might work and this time my legs actually moved a little!

Holy macaroni

I try wiggle my legs again but it seemed that whatever "great" progress I made was no more than the delusions of a desperate mind. Worse still, what little progress I made had made me lose my balance and my head plummeted towards the railing below.

In my mind, I desprately prayed to the different gods begging them to save me from this predicament. But deep down I knew what was going to happen.

As the Chinese saying goes 平时不烧香，临时抱佛脚. If one doesn't bother to make their daily offerings, one should not expect help in their time of great need.

Translation: I am screwed