The Screw

One fine day, the staff at my college were sitting around, with nothing to do, the Chess boards had broken due to overplay, their fingers were sore playing carrom and staring blankly into space (believe it or not), had gotten boring.

So one of them said, "Why don't we do something that'l totally screw their lives up."

One bright one said, "Lets pick out the names of the smartest kid in the college (with all humility, me.), and send his mum a letter about how he's not attending his lectures. And just for fun lets call her for a meeting to tell her how bad her son is."

Another, "What a great idea! Lets do that."

I am a defaulter =[ I mean, I was proud and all, but then my parents found out. Not good.

My mum, apparently, is not familiar with the concept of bunking.

Mum: This letter says you don't have enough attendance. Why?

Me: Erm... You know... Er....

Mum: But you weren't sick or anything? And you didn't go out of town also? How'd you lose attendance?

Me: I was, erm, around college?

Mum(louder, shocked, angrier): WHAT!? You went till college and didn't sit for lectures!?

Me(shocked): You never bunked college Ma, in the 11th standard?!

Mum: No!

Me: WHAT!?

Mum: This is going to your father. This is definitely going to your father.

Me: Arrgh.

This really sucks. The meeting is day after tomorrow.

Finding an appropriate reason to yell at me, Mr. and Mrs. Parents yelled for almost everything.

Now,

1.I can't use my PC for a month.

2.I had shave off my gotee. =[ (Apparently, it was indecent >_>)

3.I have to attend all my lectures now.

4.Everytime I'm home, I must be studying.

Okay. This really sucks. Like, REALLY.