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Stanley Low 14 Years old DOB = 14th February Likes : Stoning, slacking and erm... (Shut up Marcus, don't tell me what to add here) Dislikes : Chilli, beans and obviously.. chilli beans. Want to contact me? ASK. Tag
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Thursday, January 28, 2010, 6:14 AM
Final Post!! - Grade!!
This took place on the 28th of January.It was great being back in my old haunt, Tampines Mall. Despite the faded, peeling paint job and same old shops, the sense of homeliness made it all worthwhile. Taking the escalator up to the fourth floor, I took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of dumplings being steamed in a nearby restaurant. Just as well -- I was so hungry, I could literally eat a horse! Raising my head, I saw my destination, just a few steps away. While rushing to the food court, I accidentally knocked into an old man. Unfortunately for me, he turned out to be a cantankerous old wart - he practically exploded. With his face beet red, caustic words spewed forth from his mouth at maximum volume. I had never seen a temper as short as his. Needless to say, everybody else in the food court was staring. "You stupid, obtuse kid! Do you even have eyes, or are you too dumb to see where you're going?!" screamed the old man, who by now had gone ballistic. My apologies were tossed aside, to be overwhelmed by even more biting language. Babies in the crowd started to cry, intimidated by the sheer belligerence and uncouthness of the bellicose old man and his temper tantrum. My patience had reached its limits. I could feel my blood boiling, rage was clouding my rational thinking. I gritted my teeth in anger and balled up my fists. I was about to murder someone. Thankfully, help came. My mother ( with her purple spectacles AGAIN) and the old man's relatives came from behind him and dragged him away. Shaking her head in disregard, my mother pulled me away from insane old fart. I had lost my appetite by then and was dragging my mother out of the food court. As my mother and I stormed out of the food court, hundreds of pairs of eyes trailed us. "Ignore that old git," said my mother, still fuming from the encounter. "I bet he'll be sent to the Institute of Mental Health soon enough. I can't believe he got away for polluting the minds of so many young children with his vile language! How on earth did you meet him, anyway?!" "Serendipity," I replied sardonically, the the corners of my mouth curling into a thin smile Famous quotes : Mr Hamilton, "Oh! We have a word goal. |