Bad Boy Boogie
Huei and Rinnah have tagged me. I have to write about my naughtiest moment in school. Stories should not be too short. Think I will lose all of my readers with this post. Especially my mom bloggers. Won’t want to risk me being a bad influence on their children. This tag also says I must tag others, there is no exclusion I’m not gonna tag you allowed. So be warned. *wags finger*
Really tough to pick one event over another. Being an angry teen opens you up to a vast world of mischief. And drinking and drugs was quite a facilitator for stupidity. But despite being a little jerk only two events landed me in the counselor’s office. One was not that bad. Just had to have my mom come into sign my smoking permit. Yep. Back in the dinosaur days we could smoke at school if our parents signed off on our smoking permit. I kept getting busted smoking, and my mom got tired of the calls so she came in to sign my permit.
In High School I had a friend, we’ll call him HD. HD and I lived one block from each other and we walked to school and back home together since second grade. We cruised together all the time and played a lot of sandlot football. At different times we knocked each other out playing football at St Anne’s field. We were rough boys, though funny enough HD did not do drugs or drink and I never did that around him. And probably had a lot better time with him and his older brother because of that.
HD and I were not a good combination inside a classroom. Once he was in American history class with me. Somehow this class had a lot of boys that we knew quite well. I mean to this day I meet HD and a couple of other boys from this class. We’re talkig thirty years ago here. American history is one of my favorite subjects and all of my friends knew that I would make high grades in this class. Every time there was a test these guys were cheating off of me. I could expect a poke in the back from HD so I would expose my paper for the others.
After a while I got tired of giving these guys a good grade. So I purposely bombed a test. Before the test day I informed the teacher what I planned and he thought it would serve them right. They were pissed at me. But today we just laugh about it when we meet.
But still this post is not about me tricking my lazy friends. It is about me being naughty. During senior year, HD and I found ourselves in a physical sciences class together. The teacher was Mr. V. This was not my first time to be in one of his classes. I did not like Mr. V at all. We used to see him at the grocery store protesting different things. Buying California grapes is the one protest that always comes to mind. I have no idea why he protested grapes, but he did. I though he was stupid, gay and a thousand more foul evil thoughts as only an ignorant teenage boy can do.
Some how he allowed HD and me to be lab partners and that proved to be a big mistake. We would disrupt the entire class. Telling loud jokes. Making fart noises. Threatening to make a bomb and blow up the entire lab. Honestly, I feared we would accidentally blow the place up. HD and I were not the best science students.
This was my senior year, in fact I had already signed my contract to join the army. One day during Mr. V’s class we had to report to the auditorium for some kind of shindig. Me and HD were sitting right by Mr. V on the front row. HD and I were yakking back and forth non stop. Mr. V told us to pipe down and it annoyed me. I told him when I came back from basic training that I was going to stick my M-16 where the sun don’t shine. Well my words were more direct and they scared the hell out of him.
Mr. V sent me to the office and my mother had to come to school. Yours truly found himself in hot water and deservedly so. Fortunately, I did not need the class to graduate, so they just dropped me out of the class and placed me in a study hall for the rest of the semester. But every time I would see Mr. V I would make a pull trigger sign and he would turn paler. He was whiter than white already. Today they would have kicked me out of school and turned me over to a shrink.
But that is the naughtiest thing I can recall from high school. Actually I was naughtier in Junior High School. I always broke car antennas on the walk home. Once I threw a kid’s drum in the mud because he would not fight me. And I must have fought every other boy on the drum line and in home room. I thought a good fight would make you better friends. What a stupid little jerk. No wonder my people skills are lacking.
Thank God for the army. Bless my drill sergeants wherever you may be now. Bless those boots that kicked my butt.
I have to tag somebody. It says I have no option in the rules. So I pick three people that I doubt will be very naughty if at all, but you can surprise me. In fact make my eyes go big and round-er. So naughty school girls I pick you:
So write about your naughtiest event. I shall be so scared if you are worst than me.
July 26th, 2007 at 4:49 pm
my goodness I think I have to seriusly learn the art of naughtiness from you…care to teach me please “sifu”?
SA: Oh no no! I like you just the way you are. *imagines notti Nicole mixing chemicals in her laboratory*
Though Notti Nicole does have a nice ring to it. Sweet Nicole is so much better.
Blue Goodie Two Shoes Ribbons for you!!!
July 26th, 2007 at 7:24 pm
naughty lil boy, but i am no much good than u either, kakakakah!!!
SA: Ohhh!!!! So what did you do? Hmmmm…???
Red Curious Ribbons!
July 26th, 2007 at 7:29 pm
Wahhh U notti when U’re young ah?? But then which boy dun??
SA: Guilty! Yep. Just a boy. Girls never bad lor?
White Guilty Ribbons!
July 26th, 2007 at 7:49 pm
Ok, if boys are not notti… then they are in question right???? Tai-tai wok!!!!!
SA: That is probably very true.
July 26th, 2007 at 8:47 pm
hahaahh
u were a naughty boy alrite…
does your children take after you or are they good boys n gals ?
SA: My kids are pretty good. Well they do have a little temper.
July 26th, 2007 at 8:49 pm
wow!!!
poor Mr V..but he was such a chicken!! hehehe
SA: He was the biggest wimp ever! hehehe
July 26th, 2007 at 9:10 pm
I am imagining a young James Dean… Rebel with/without a cause?
Hehehe.
SA: I’m much more handsome.
July 26th, 2007 at 9:52 pm
Oh wow. You were a horrible kid! Haha. Glad I met you when you’re all mellow and nice. Hee.
SA: Mellow and nice. Is that the sweet way to say used up and burnt out?
July 26th, 2007 at 9:59 pm
You sound like a teacher’s nightmare!! Like some of those naughty kids I watched on TV. Sure doesn’t sound like the Simple American you. Hehe, reading your post gives me hope.
SA: I was horrible with HD. He was like a catalyst. Most classes I am very quiet.
July 26th, 2007 at 10:31 pm
*hiding from M-16*
SA: You better hide!!! wakakakaka Get over here. I would never point my M-16 at you silly!
July 26th, 2007 at 11:37 pm
WAHHH!!!
at least i was a good boy. well, almost.
SA: Almost, huh?
July 27th, 2007 at 12:02 am
TERROR … you’re terror!!!
lucky the army changed you…
SA: Lucky it did not kill me. LOL
July 27th, 2007 at 3:41 am
Haha! Those were the days huh? I think I was a nerdy kid so I didn’t really do much cheeky stuffs. Apart from laughing like a hyena when a girl walked past my classroom and I sort of distracted her and made her walked into a pole and hit her head… I think I was pretty much a good kid. Haha!
Thanks for dropping by my blog.
SA: Ouch! I was the kind of kid that would walk into a pole.
Thanks for visiting me too!
July 27th, 2007 at 6:47 am
M-16 story was good. My hubby said the air force straighten him out too, but it didn’t clean out the sewer pie-hole!
SA: haha It did not clean my mouth either.
July 27th, 2007 at 10:51 am
must bring rotan and piak u liao, since u r so notti
hahhahaha
SA: Wahlau! You piak me ah!!! KKKkkkkkk!!!
July 27th, 2007 at 5:41 pm
Smoking permits? I have never even heard of them before–very interesting!
SA: I am sure these are a thing of the past.
July 27th, 2007 at 5:55 pm
Naughty boy! Really surprised to learn that parents can sign off on a so called smoking permit!
SA: It beats getting called from work cuz your kid gets caught smoking without a permit. Which had happened. They don’t have these any more. Good thing cuz I do not smoke now and I would not let my kids smoke either.
July 27th, 2007 at 8:09 pm
On a flying visit to Texas from KL… How’s you? When are you arriving? I will send the Concubines to the Airport to await your arrival.. Hurry!!
SA: How many concubines would you send? LOL Wish I could be there yesterday. Any even half a concubine is more than I deserve.
July 28th, 2007 at 7:51 am
notti boy, you. but if you weren’t, you wouldn’t be who you are, yea? *g*
SA: Yep! That is the honest to god truth. Boring and no fun too.
July 28th, 2007 at 8:22 am
*where the sun don’t shine* hahaha! if u had threatened to stick something else, he may have liked the idea.. *naughty winks*
SA: He might have. 0.0 Good thing I don’t suggest it.
July 28th, 2007 at 11:19 am
Boy were you naughty! You sure cleaned up well huh? *kidding*!!!
But it’s the naughtiness that gave you character yeah?
SA: It’s amazing what the missus accomplished. I must give the credit where it is due.
Character? For sure. Glad the process did not kill me.
July 29th, 2007 at 10:14 pm
threatening your teacher about an M-16!! Oh boy, if this was done now.. you’ll probably be in jailed!!
I never was very naugthy in school you know, really. I was from a very strict school, the worse I did was to tape cassettes of pop song under my chair to prevent a prefect from finding this in my bag. That’s all..
SA: That is true. Or placed in a psychiatric hospital.
July 30th, 2007 at 9:38 am
oh dear, such a notti boy, must have caused lotsa heartache to your mommy!
SA: I really feel bad for my poor mom in retrospect. The things she endured.
July 31st, 2007 at 5:18 am
LOL.. seldom have chance to piak u mah..
so must grab any available opportunity
Kkkkkkk..
SA: LOL! Okay. If that is the case I try not to scream so loud like a gurl next time.
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