My JJ1 High School Days: Part 2
Ok dokies, to continue with my story 
To pick up where I left off, I became a prefect back in Form 1.
I guess to be fair, that position did have its perks. I get to get out 10 mins earlier for recess. I get to confiscate stuff. But there are also the negatives which goes with it. For starters, I had to sacrifice my recesses everyday. While other students got to eat, tackle chicks, or just talk for the full 20 mins of their recess, I had to stand along some obscure restricted corridor and make sure people don’t make out there. Yeap, bad man.
In Form 2, I got promoted unexpectedly into Junior Head Prefect. Basically, my school had 2 sessions, mornings from 7.20 - 1.10 pm for the upper forms, and 1.10 - 7.00 pm for the lower forms, encompassing Forms 1 and 2. So being a Junior Head Prefect means that I was put in charge of the junior prefects. It was quite ridiculous, actually.
One of the good things I remembered about being that was that I got a cute assistant Head Prefect working with me, named LZH She seemed to be the target of affection of many guys from the upper forms, from the gossip that I heard. Alas, there wasn’t any chemistry between us. She wasn’t really my type either. However, we remained as friends though
Ahh, the crap that I had to do then. I actually had to organise ‘raids’ to confiscate contrabands from other students. I thank god everyday that I didn’t uncover any condoms or other stuff like that during my stint
I think now is a good time to introduce another good friend of mine. He’s TQJ, and what an odd fellow he was. The son of our super-strict Discipline Teacher, he eventually turned out to be a great friend of mine. He’s nice to a fault. There was once when he went out together for the first time (since his mum didn’t allow him to go to the movies until he was about 16), and we encountered this faker drug addict who was asking for money so that he could ‘take a bus home to see his sick brother’. I was like trying to avoid him, but that idiotic TQJ actually gave him more than what he was asking for! Just too naive, that TQJ
In Form 3, TKB came to my school. Smart dude, with the propensity to exchange Chinese proverbs with TQJ, SPY and LJB in their jibes. This dude followed me to SMK Permas Jaya to do our Form 6, before I came to Australia. Ahh, our desperation to avoid getting stuck doing our Sixth Form in that backwater school pushed us to resort to personally appealing with headmasters to get a transfer to either EC, SSI or SMK Dato Jaafar instead 
Alas, our attempts ended in failure, as those 3 schools were fully enrolled already. At that point, I was like thinking, fuck, stuck at another JJ1… Thank god it turned out to be not as bad as that after all in the end 
