The good deed.

First time.
Yesh, first time the Zaza's and i actually bought lunch for a teacher.
Not just a teacher, our so-called beloved teacher.
HAHA. Bluergh.

So, there we were, busy pestering the prefects that were doing their jobs. We wanted a sneak peek of the class photo competition the school's having.

We stood there admiring the carefully crafted photo frames and the beautifully taken snaphots of a loving class. Then we saw him. One of the Zazas wanted to run away. Darn hilarious.

"You three girls. Come here."

Damn. We were caught.
And so, we the victims had to endure his talk. The three of us painfully tried to escape by all means. But, it was futile.
With no choice left, we just had to listen to him la.

And he was hinting. He was hungry and tired and blah blah blah.
Then when one of us offered to help him buy food or anything, but he humbly declined.

And if i heard him correctly, i thought he said that we shouldn't even asked, then immediately sighed nevermind and told us to go home.
So ya, we know what he was hinting at. We know what he wants.

And so, being the great students that we are, we do the good deed.
He owes us a treat i tell you. Then one Zazas told him that he owed us three drinks, and the other Zaza argued.
"Drinks for what, meal lah."

Hahha.
What the hell man.


`adios.