this post intention is bad

i suddenly remember about me got problem with a lecturer assistant (asdos) when i was still in my 2nd year of college.

i caused the trouble. i gave bad comment on my friend’s facebook about him, and unfortunately for me, my friend was friending the lecturer, and she read it and also commented. i don’t really remember what i said but it was sooo bad that my lecturer went really mad. she replied my post with long words with the point of it was me and my friend’s final score for her class will be not showed up in our academic reports until we ask for forgiveness from that assistant of her.

so we made arrangement, and i remember he made us wait (i guess intentionally) for quite long time. suddenly he messaged me to come to a corner on my college’s building where it was no or only few people passed there. not wanting to made him wait, we went there.

we met. face to face. i hated his face at that time. if i imagine it now, he was like an arrogant fox looking down at us as if saying we’re in trouble and with the wrong guy. but what he didn’t know was i’m a trouble maker! that face of intimidation wouldn’t work at all, instead i felt so pumped feeling like we were in a boxing ring and yeah i’m going to win it!

he gave shitty speech that i didn’t care. he asked my full name and after i answered, he said, “your name is good but contrary with your attitude.” you know what i thought?? he’s well known as a religious person but when he lectured us he was full of rage, like uncontrollable dog that keep on barking, and yeah he mention that animal many times, geez.

and this is my favourite part. he complained that we (students) only come to him when we need something. “you people only come to me when your score was bad, then you ask me to conduct a private lecture to help you. but then, when you got good score, did you thank me?” well FYI, i never ask him for that private lecture, i studied myself for that class. then he asked me this:

him: do you know your final score?

me: i don’t know.

him: what’s your midtest score?

me: you didn’t show us the score so i don’t know.

him: well, in your opinion, what is your final score?

me: A.

he looked at his sheets, muted for a while, and you know what? he told me that i’m right! my score is A, perfect score. YES I FELT LIKE WINNING. I TROLLED HIM.

the rest of the speech was no more important for me, i know my score is A and after he finished talking, the “ask for forgiveness” mission is accomplished. >:D