I seldom go late to school, but I really chose a bad time to go to school late for the first time (in JC life).
Over the weekend, my entire class was busy with running our funfair stall and we were all tired. I was one of the last few to leave as me and few others were busy cleaning up the stall.
It doesn’t pay to do a good deed. I was so pooped that I woke up late the next day for assembly. Guess what happened? As punishment, we had to clean up the funfair aftermath for the whole school!
Some of my mates in JC owned cars, so one fine day we all decided to get out of school and go somewhere else for lunch. We ended up driving to this duck rice place near Pasir Panjang.
Through some strange fluke, I managed to make it to my JC soccer squad to play a friendly against a Japanese school that came to pay us a visit. Maybe my skills were better than I thought or everyone else was shite.
Anyway, my outstanding contributions during the game was an outrageous backheel flick-pass in midfield, as well as a through ball that was too heavy and easily cleared by the keeper.