The Vengeance
It was 22 July, Friday morning. It’s 8 o’clock in the morning and I have an appointment with my lecturer at 9am. Dun care, I research on somethin’ together with my roommate and did it ’til 8.45am. Take my own sweet time to bathe and get myself prepare to go college. Get everythin’ done and reach college at 9.30am.
(Ngek…ngek…ngek…Huh, want me to wait for an hour on Tuesday, now it’s my turn to revenge. At least want him to wait for half an hour…muahahahaha…I’m so wicked. Never ever offend me…hahahaha…)
As usual I went to his room and look for him. WTF, this bugger is not in again. AGAAAAAAAAAAAAIN. $#*(@&)$@#^(@#$@#%#@^)()(()@^#$$^@(*&#). I really dunno what to say ’bout him. This time I’ve checked his timetable, no class. I approach the admin (same lady) and asked her again. Once again she told me my lecturer is not on leave. Dang! WTH this bugger been to? Can’t help I juz walk around my college, off and on went to the lecturer room and peep on it, can’t even see his shadow.
Hmmm…at last I went back to admin at 10.30am. She could recognize me and called me. "You lookin’ for Mr. XXX? He’s here." Then I saw him around. He wasn’t aware of my existence, ’til the admin lady told her, "This student is lookin’ for you." He didn’t look happy that time, while he turned to me…
Lecturer : Student. You’re lookin’ for me?
Me : Yes, sir. Actually I’ve been here since 9.30.
Lecturer : (Astonished) What do you mean?
Me : …………
Lecturer : (Realized that something’s not right) Ok, go there and take a sit.
Me : Thanks sir.
C’mon. He dun even care ’bout me. Fine. I can’t do anythin’. Face the truth. I’m juz a student. He’s my lecturer. My fate was on his hand. Cuz at the end he’ll be markin’ my project. Tell me what to do? Slap him? Wallop him? Yeah, complain his deed to the manager…hahahaha……
As I mentioned in my previous post, I could have brought this up to the manager. But I didn’t. Why? I’m gonna explain it now. Let’s analyze the fact.
1. He did somethin’ wrong. He should apologize to me, but he didn’t
2. So I bring this up to the manager. The manager will scold him.
3. Then he apologizes to the manager.
4. And the manager apologizes to me.
Sounds reasonable. Hahaha…this is too basic. Let’s analyze in depth…
5. If he knows I stabbed his back, he definitely get mad and fail my project.
6. I’ll have to remodule the whole course if my project fails. Gotta pay extra.
7. My dad will scold me and I gotta apologize to him.
So…in the end I don’t get any apology from him. Furthermore, he’s the one who did somethin’ wrong, but I’m the one who needs to say sorry (to my dad cuz he fail my project). C’mon, what principle is this? Well, this is the real community out there; the community that I hafta face for the comin’ 35 years. The higher level ppl will never get wrong. Believe it.
** I’ve purposely cencored out the name of the lecturer, substitue by Mr. XXX, for the sake of anonymity. There’s no point for me to enclose his name, not important at all.
