Of the Tissue Suspicion
Ever had the feeling that you are followed as you walk down the dark alley in the middle of the night?Or perhaps when you are bathing and you feel as if somebody's peeping in through the windows and you feel naked(Well,you are naked)?Oh,and that childhood fear of a snoring monster under your bed every single night?Well,childhood fears or adult fears,they all originate from one thing.Suspicion.Humans are suspicious of almost everything around us.If you trust people or things too easily,then you are probably the first to be digested in this monstrous world.Basically,you are at the bottom of the food chain.The strong feasts on the weak.Instincts are what we base our suspicions on when we feel that something is wrong.Or the so called "Sixth Sense".But sometimes,they can be wrong.Today,i hope mine was working for the paper.But it was obviously malfunctioning for one of the invigilators.

As i arrived in school,it was nice to know that everybody slacked the weekend away.Let's admit it,it is an encouraging feeling to know everybody is in the same state as yourself.Like what Nisah said before the Econs Paper 3,"I hope everybody is as stupid as me." When you are fat,all you can hope for is that everybody's fatter than you.I guess its human nature to think that way.Never really banked on my Econs Paper 1 and 2 to score.In fact,i dont bank on anything.With that headache running through my head due to the lack of sleep i was in a pretty foul mood.As i sat in the "Circle of Friendship"(Rachel calls the circle we sit in every morning by that name),i kept quiet most of the time.Save for the part when the milipede was crawling towards Rachel and she was trying desperately to fan it away with her file.That was hilarious.Eventually it crawled over the edge and disappeared,with Rachel's fascinated eyes still eyeing the insect.

Anyway,i got into the hall,took out the things i need and strolled to my table.The MCQ was fine,but halfway through the paper i had a stomachache.It was really bad,and i felt like there was a vacuum cleaner sucking my stomach inwards.It was painful,and i almost stabbed myself with the pencil i had in my hands.The feeling went away after a few pain attacks,and i continued.It never returned after a while,and all the way till after Paper 1.There was a 10 minute break in between the papers,so the we sat around and discussed the questions briefly.Paper 2 started,and the attack came once more.I was cursing under my breath,and i reckon Hasif(Who was sitting right next to me)heard my cursing.It was unbearable,and i asked to head to the toilet.Before i did,i took the pack of tissue from LiuYin's table and waved it to her face telling her,"Hey,im borrowing this." I sat down,and the pain slowly faded away.As i sat there i wondered if this is how girls feel every month when "that" comes.As in,if the pain is equivalent.If they are,then i must really take my hat off for the ladies.It is incredible that you guys can take such pain.Maybe that's why the ladies have highly tolerance level for pain statistically.Maybe they are already used to the pain somehow.

Anyway,here comes the tissue incident.As i walked out of the toilet,i was stopped by one of the male invigilators.I was eager to rush back to my table,but he took his time to call me back.So here's the conversation:

Invigilator,"Come here."
Me,"Yes?"
Invigilator,"Whose tissue is that?"
Me,"My friend's."
Invigilator,"Did you ask for permission?"
Me,"Erm.Yeah.I waved it in her face.I hope she knew."
Invigilator,"No,from me."
Me,"Oh,that no."
Invigilator,"Give me the tissue."

With that,he took the pack of tissue and started flipping through the layers.Then i realised that he suspected me of cheating.Cheating.What,do i look like a cheater?Anyway,he even flipped through ply by ply.Yeah,ply by ply.He was hoping to find a note or whatever hidden between the sheets,and was preparing to bar me from subsequent papers.As i stared at this ridiculous guy with bewilderment,i realised that he was using only his index and thumb to check the layers,like he was afraid to have his hand stained or something.For the record,i didnt use the pack of tissue.They had rolls in the toilet and i didnt use it.I shouldve bloody done my business on the tissue so you will suffer the smell all day long.But,it's LiuYin's.Cant do that.As he handed me the tissue,i ran off into the hall quickly.As i did,i mumbled under my breath,"It's tissue,bastard."

The paper ended,and i was still crumbling about Mr Tissue Checker.The guy whose sixth sense obviously malfunctioned and called me a cheater.Well,it was implied anyway.His suspicion went haywire this morning,and his attitude was just provocative.I couldve started a brawl with the invigilators like the Pacers-Pistons game the other day.This time,not throwing paper cups and popcorns.But tissue papers.Bastard.You must add oil to the fire huh(The paper being dog poop)?Or should i say,accusation?

Song of the Moment---3x5(Live Version) by John Mayer ("I love you too,co-ordinated ladies!")