It started off in Chem this morning...the regular group consisting of Jolly, Cam, Alistair and myself. We were doing some experiment on oxidizing alcohols when I looked over at the materials bench and... It was like something in the movies, a guy sees a girl from across a bar and realizes shes 'the one', however replace 'girl' with 'goon' and 'the one' to... nar thats right. I was now in the presence of the most awesome batch of elixir known to mankind, and I had to apply non-taste relating experiments on it (the worst part was when we had to pour it down the sink *sob*). Anyway, back to the story - the four of us end up getting into a conversation about goon and it relating back to me.
Then I said something along the lines of 'Hey did you guys know that I downed about 5 casks during the holiday?' You may think 'whats wrong with saying that', well here's what was wrong about it. Not only did my four classmates hear it, the whole class did, even our chem teacher Mr. Parsons. It was all fairly embarrassing to a certain extent as everyone proceeded to judge me as a goonoholic.
So my day got off to a rocky start, but in double studies last lesson, things escalated further. The class was relatively quiet as I threw out an old assignment into the bin from across the class and heard Julian say 'you should play Drive with an arm like that'. Some people laughed, most people didn't. The fact was, the attention was now fully directed at me as I attempted to get back to my seat I was bombarded by Pan's question of 'Hey Fudge, I heard you had 5 casks of goon during the holidays.' What was a man to do to escape another embarrassing ordeal but reply with 'No you did'. Unlike Julian's mediocre joke, I had most of the class in an uproar of laughter and questions kept rolling in one by one about my goon drinking abilities. At the time it was a bit humiliating but I look back at that experience and I realised two things... I'm awesome.
