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So, today I had class 2-5, the worst class in school. This is mainly due to Yoshiki, who is the biggest punk-ass bitch EVER. Yes, I’m a good teacher ;) Anyway, he gets suspended all of the time for doing stupid shit (he comes and goes as he pleases during class, never listens, rips papers up for fun, runs around the class, yells, and talks about sex all of the time. He also thinks he’s really funny and original when he does the same things over and over. And he’s the only “cool” kid who is not justifiably cool…he is nowhere near attractive (ask Cindy!), and he REALLY needs to stop plucking his eyebrows, HOLIE!). However, for how much shit he does, he doesn’t get punished much at all. This is because his dad is soooooooooooooooooooooo in the yakuza and everyone is too afraid to fuck with him. Anyway! So, he had been getting better in the last month, which kinda freaked me out. I think Nacchan and her mom pulled some strings for me, as I wasn’t aware they were family friends when I was bitching about him (hmm, how do you say “foot in mouth” in Japanese?).

Well, today Yoshiki made up for the month of semi-goodness. I kinda pissed him off at the beginning of class by noting that his face was really freaking red for no reason, and by asking if he went to Okinawa. I guess he can’t handle being commented on, even tho he always comments on everyone else, hehe. Like I said, I’m a good teacher! Anyway, I could tell he was already in a bad mood, tho, for whatever reason. Then when we were starting bingo he started yelling at people randomly, but I tried to ignore him…there was definitely tension in the class, but I couldn’t tell why. Some of the girls were getting really defensive and yelling back at him. Then all of a sudden he started yelling at Ms. Kimura. I turned to see how the rest of the class was doing when I heard three huge crashes, which were the result of him kicking his desk as hard as he could onto the ground, then through the walkway between desks. It was sooooooooo loud, he was fucking angry! Another teacher came in and thankfully got rid of him for the rest of the class.

What was all of this drama about, you ask? Well, it appears as though someone had the nerve to STEAL his pencil case! DUM DUM DUM! Um, yeah. (note to American readers: Asians LOVE pencil cases. Apparently a desk is not a proper place to keep one’s pencils and pens (of which they have an amazing amount), so they need a $10 pencil case with their favorite character on it to do the job) All of the yelling was him accusing various people near his desk of stealing his pencil case, followed by them denying any knowledge of what happened.

All of this drama totally fucked up the first half of the class, as everyone was distracted, but it turned out okay in the end, because at least he wasn’t there for most of the class. Hehe.

Thus concludes Jeff’s Michelle Pfeiffer story of the day.