Once upon a late day

Setting:
Sekolah Menengah Kebangsaan USJ 8, 7.30am

What happened:
As usual, I merrily cycled right on time into the school gate only to find Mrs Obese Lady standing with chest puffed out and her trusty cane - I am “late”. And those anthems have yet to be sung.

What happened next?:
Two choices: the cane or wash the bloody toilet. I chose the former, of course.

What will happen in the future?:
Caning, and you’ll be detained for two hours to write an essay. How fucking brilliant - sounds like a messed-up kindergarten.

Moral of the story?:
Use the fucking back gate.

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And during recess, apparently we can’t use the tables where we usually sit - the canteen is divided separately into “boys” and “girls”. How idiotic.

What are we now? A PAS-ruled school? What’s next? Separating lines while we queue up in koperasi or at the book shop?