Some people say, let bygones be bygones. Some people say that everyone should move on, let go, and forget the unhappy past. For the most part, I can do that. Except certain cases. There are incidents which I think I’ll be bringing to the grave and beyond.
For example, there was this teacher back in primary school who taught my class 人文与环境 (something like Science before primary school had actual Science subject). One fine day in the library, she taught us about human anatomy. She asked the class, “有膀胱的人请举手!”(translate: Anyone who has bladder please raise your hand) Having learned basic human anatomy at home since young, I raised my hand, along with all the boys in my class. Everyone burst out laughing, including the teacher. Not knowing what’s so funny about having a bladder, I just stared at her. Apparently, she (and the entire class thanks to her reaction) thought that the bladder was the penis! I was horrified, and felt so wronged. That day, I went to my mom and told her about this incident. My mom, who’s a teacher at the same school, went to the teacher the next day and patiently explained to her what a bladder is. That day, the teacher grudgingly mumbled to our class an apology and explained what a bladder is. Can you believe this? A full-grown adult, a teacher, no less…not knowing what the bladder was! I will never forget this teacher, and will never stop hating her. Sixteen years later, I still refer to her as “the teacher who doesn’t have a bladder”.
Another case is this guy who was interested in me back in high school. You’d think that guys would heap praises to woo the girls they like, or at the very least, not insult them, right? WRONG! This guy wrote in my high school autograph book that I’m like a chocolate muffin, “unattractive on the outside, but yummy on the inside”. Uhh, while I appreciate that he thinks I have great personality, and I don’t expect to be compared to Angelina Jolie any time soon, being compared to a lump of chocolate cake did not sit well with me!
Then there was this other guy…who was one of my first boyfriends when I was young and naive. I wasn’t happy in the relationship and broke up with him. His reaction? “Are you sure? What if nobody ever wants you in the future?” Narciccist much? I promptly replied with “I’d rather be single forever than be with you.”
Who knows, perhaps he holds a grudge against me for saying this too! And I couldn’t care less.
But don’t worry, I don’t hold grudges easily.


















