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Dear diary, a very strange thing happened today. Thanks to a certain three-letter-word which i might never make use of again. Normally, Iike I told you before, I never get any attention from the others. But today, I got those piercing stares of disapproval from the length and breadth of the dinning hall. You see, l learnt this word from Senior J the morning he hit me hard on my naked buttocks, in the central bathroom. After much inquiry about this awkward action, he, with a smile on his face, his hand on my shoulder, and us still naked, expounded that he was 'it' (the word) and that it described a state of exuberant euphoria. He said he was always proud to be 'it' and that I could add the word to my poor vocabulary.
This afternoon, our test points were announced, and surprisingly, I escaped being among the last ten. Obviously, I entered the state of euphoria Senior J had described.
Getting to the dinning hall, I met Tad's buttock's all tight and ready for an euphoric spank, and spank it I did. Immediately, hot-tempered Tad grabbed my neck in a choke, and in defence, I screamed out that I was just it. The stares...that was when they came. As we ate, people whispered. I particularly heard 'I told you, the guy isn't normal'.
After lunch, I tearfully asked Senior J for more clarification on the word and it's attachments. Luckily, he obliged and promised to do justice in breaking down the word to my naive understanding. The time, he said, is 10pm tonight and venue is the field behind Red house. But ...

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