Salad Days....
My Complicated Immature Years...

I mIsS gEtTiNg iNtO tRoUbLe...

By Nisha
After about 5 years of leaving high school only did I realized how much I've missed the fun and foolish things we have done when we were there. Not to say my college friends and I don’t do crazy stuff anymore but it's just different. The crazy things we do now are what I call as 'matured crazy things', things that will never get us into trouble. Not like in school days, we used to make sure we get into trouble. Everything we did, it was done in a large group (almost the whole class) and this gave us the extra trills.
I still remember ones when I was in form 5 we had a competition between classes where the class which collected the largest amount of old newspaper gets cash. At first it was fun. But the rivalry with the next class later turned ugly and we were so busy competing with them that all of us forgot our ethics. Some of us had to steal from other classes that at the end of the day few of us almost got sacked from being prefect. Luckily my moral teacher was there to back us up. At the end my class won the competition and since we collected more than 2 tans of newspaper, we got Rm400 for our end of the year party.
Then again, there was this time during end of the year, when all the syllabus were taught finish, my classmates and I, who were crazy about 'kuaci' at that time used to sit in the pavilion and litter the place. And I really mean litter!! Just imagine 30 people eating one packet each. Pity the sweeper at that time. Finally one fine day, we got caught where the headmaster told all of us to eat up litter (kuaci skin). After that we vowed to ourselves never to touch 'kuaci' again!

in addition to all this, there was more things we did that was fun and also got us into trouble; making the teachers cry, stealing, running away from school, and lots more. I would say that the teachers were tremendously glad when we left the school and till now our batch still have the 'teacher's nightmare' title...
 

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