A day in the life of the Head Honcho

It was a bright and sunny day. I woke up and went to school, which is the place where I study, in case you didn't know. Before that, I brushed my teeth so that I would not get tooth decay. It certainly wouldn't look good for a perfect student like me. At the solemn and significant flag-raising ceremony that happens to be held everyday, I showed my unbridled patriotism for my fantastic country by singing the national anthem and saying the pledge with all my enthusiasm. I was so patriotic I had tears in my eyes.

After that, it was time for pep talk. I mean MY pep talk. "You should keep quiet when other people are talking" " You should not fidget when other people are talking" were just some of the phrases I used to teach those brats below how to be model students just like me.

In class, there was trouble. Chaos. Students were playing card games, throwing paper balls. This had to be stopped. There is no room for trivial stuff in this prestigious institution. One must always carry himself with dignity. So I stepped forward and said authoritatively," Everyone stop playing!" And to my utmost surprise, the monitor of the class replied rebelliously,"Ah F*** off" He's totally asking for it. So I booked him, but he continued playing, so I booked him again and again.... and again until my pen ran out of ink yet he kept on playing. But I was satisfied, after all he had 500 hours of detention to serve now.

Then, it was recess time. I head off to the dining hall on my own. No it's not that I don't have any friends, it's just that I enjoy my own company. There's no point in mixing with those thrash who call themselves my classmates. The food at the dining hall is absolutely fantastic, especially the spaghetti. Its taste aptly represents me.

Lessons were interesting as usual. I caught on to every word the teacher said. During the class the teacher said," If you get this question wrong you should go and hang yourself". Being the hardworking and obedient student that I was, I immediately took out a rope and offered it to the students who had got the question wrong. However, they dishonourably refused it. Five minutes later, she said "You all know I'm joking right? Don't go and hang yourself okay?" I laughed my mouth off. It was indeed a good joke.

Lunchtime. I had to meet some teachers. I always skip lunch to meet teachers. It is important to preserve a healthy relationship with them and there are so many things one can learn. Hairstyles for example. They look so mature.

3.15pm It's time to go home where I can reflect on my revolutionary achievements for the day.