Monday, January 21, 2008

Deepan shot me with hard, rolled-up paper about 20 times with a rubber band today.

the evil, demented paper-shooter

And I tell you, it was freaking painful. Every time the paper hit me, you could hear the "pwack" sound like 2-3 seats away. And the places I got shot turned red INSTANTLY.

He shot me in my back, my hip, my ass, my neck, my chin, my shoulder, my hand, etc etc. I'm only lucky he didn't take away my Father's Day.

So, I planned for revenge (I tried to shoot him back, but I kept missing). During lunch, I tried to install a trap in Deepan's place using many rubber bands, cello-tape, hard paper and glue. Plan failed miserably because the glue didn't dry up in time and the cello-tape didn't stick well.

Then on to Plan B. I put glue on Deepan's chair. Simple and effective.

Then, I thought: "Damn, later his pants gets stuck to the chair and tore then he will get angry."

So, I washed off the chair with water. But I left it wet because lunch was over. I told him about the wet chair because it was Cik Guna's class after lunch, and you can just get scolded for anything during her lessons.

So, in the end, all efforts = wasted. Revenge = not accomplished.

Then, during computer, Deepan said this:

"Hey, next time, don't go put water on my chair or put rubber bands and glue in my desk. Just put glue on my chair....it's easier."

-_-"

monkeyatschul

just posted the above
at 4:45 PM ;