*Buaya phone ringing with super Ah Beng ring tone*
B69: *didn't recognise number* Hello?
Teacher: Hello? Is that B69? I am Suzanne's class teacher, Mrs T.
B69: Ah yes, Mrs T. How can I help you?
Teacher: This morning, a classmate of Suzanne, stabbed her hand with a pen. I have already put some iodine on her wound but she still said that it's painful. Afterwards when she goes home, you have a look at her, ok?
B69: What? Someone stabbed her with a pen? Is she hurt seriously? -_-"""
Teacher: Not so bad, just a small wound. As for the boy who did this to her, I have taken him to the Headmistress and he has been punished. Actually, this boy sits beside your daughter and because of this, I will be separating them.
B69: Ah, good to hear that it was not a serious wound. Thank you Mrs T for looking after our daughter.
Mrs T: Ok, please have a look at her when she goes home.
B69: Will do, bye.
*Immediately calls Mrs B*
Mrs B: Hi dear!
B69: Our daughter's just been stabbed at school! *drama king*
Mrs B: What???? *panic tone*
B69: Yes, by a pen!
Mrs B: *panicking* How is she!!! Where is she now???? *almost hysterical*
B69: Hehe, don't panic ler. Teacher told me that the boy seated next to her stabbed Suzanne's hand with a pen. She said she had applied iodine to the wound, small one, not to worry, but our precious princess is saying that it's still painful.
Mrs B: @#$% you, don't scare me like that lar!
B69: *I deserved to be punished too*
Anyway, when I got home, I immediately when to see Suzanne's wound. Stupid boy actually stabbed her on the right WRIST! Thank god he didn't puncture any veins..... @#$%&!!!
I felt bad. Suzanne has been complaining about this boy since school started in January - about how he pulls her hair, takes things from her pencil case, calls her and us names (like your mother is a smelly stupid cow) and etc etc etc. But I always thought those were just naughty boy stuff. I heard Suzanne but I should have LISTENED! :(
Emotionally, I felt like stringing that boy onto an old car as target practice for some HE shells fired from a Carl Gustav. Stab my girl? Go DIE! Man! I also felt like barging into that boy's house (incidentally, he stays in the same Taman and goes to school in the same school bus) and drag his parents out for some good lastic session. I would be doing the world a favour by ensuring not another moron is born. Arrrghh! *rage rage rage*
Ok, peace. Saja emo emo.
Suzanne is ok now. No scars too. She is happily seated with another girl right in front of the teachers desk. As for the boy? I don't even know how he looks like but I sure hoped he got it kaw-kaw from the Headmistress and his parents ;)
Buaya69 says... "Touch my gal? May a billion camel ticks invade your asshole!"