Whiteness"I wonder how long tis whiteness will last."MI was cool, despite having an uptight, officious
and quasi-palatable staff of educators and a group constituting the aimless student council. Three days, it has merely began. I am heading into carthasis, a relief of the wretched blues and recovering what was once lost to me. That very brilliant consort of strangers thrown into a quagmire of adolescent innocence was just exhilarating. Somehow, with all the uniform motleys, it vaguely reminded me of an orgy. But...just a passing thought/fantasy/chimeria to be shot down. Of course, the best way to build that friendship and the ostensible uniformity of a school is to approach each other with a homogenous advance.
(which in a warped haute courte of Jeremy means)We should really take off our uniform and engage in bacchanalia galore to make that uniformity a reality. Again. To be shot down.
I did the Changi dance just for gags. You know. My body's ossified from irregular copulation and movement; it was almost
VERY complicated trying to execute moves. Thank you marrieann..for being that audacious chick. And thank you OG2 (rwaks) for that fun time!!! And Soong...you are fabulous with those impressive movements.
Oh yea. How do you even promote a school where you intimidate your students on the first day of school? No doubt, rules remain a necessity albeit the ultimate and fundamental function of it is to facillitate, most adults are inclined to think protocol, codes of conduct are to be strictly adhered to with the economy of words seemed to be absolutely lost on these pedagogues (who enjoy giving pep-talks) and the tedium that is induced by their senseless/intangential prattle about hair and colour and speculative destruction of the campus by the LTA workers(Yet again after the Nicoll Highway fiasco; Haven't they learnt?) (and I am so gratified to announce that) while I have a pillow(thank god.) to remain painfully comatose during those inane (conjunctions missing everywhere) periods (they feel like 28) which the weather was shaded in a lovely hue of gray. omg.omg. Hold on. Let me quote something before I try to protract that bloody sentence any longer "Please Come Back. Please Come Back!" Monumental irony. Getting people to stay put ain't easy. Period.
God. I think I like someone in MI. = )
I am sixteen going on seventeen.
cuRRent...jer
"I see them everywhere"*grins*