Sunday, 13 April 2008

Rut.

Yeah, the boredom's back.
So big a rut am I in, I feel like literally screaming. In fact, I do. Screaming "I'mboredI'mboredI'mbored" and checking out people's reactions is good.
Freaking out those friends of mine who are on the slightly straight-laced side works too. These friends are not great advocates of the hugs that I so need. Hmph, they know not what they miss

12th grade? Is slow. One week feels like a bloody eternity, I tell ya. I just want to get this year over and done with, and I'm pretty sure the last few months will feel like being pushed through a cheese grater. Grrrh....

Causes for boredom and irritation and basic dissatisfaction are varied.....
First, the very much identified flying objects. Every single class. Pen-tops. Bits of chalk. Broken pencils, rulers, erasers, and all manner of stationery. Water bottles and their contents......all escalate in to a year-long projectile war.....Yeah, it's fun sometimes, but it tends to get on your nerves soon.
Recess is danger. Tennis balls flying around the class at a VERY high speed. Out we go. Canteen provides no chocolate whatsoever. Why me, Lord?

Chem/physics goes ok-ok. Math even better, except for my teacher's atrocious pronunciation of the word 'matrix', which we have been forced to listen to ever since school started, all through matrices and determinants.....

ED? Ha. Ha. Thanks to space shortage, our ED lab has been converted into a classroom for a few weeks, till the new auditorium+class building is ready to use. Huh.

And finally, you'd think in my final year I'd be taught English like it's supposed to be taught? I actually fell asleep in English today. My teacher is the Head of Department, you think he'd be good, but no such luck, the only words i have to describe his class......bone-dry. I actually produced a pretty cute drawing in his class today. I also read two of the lessons in the textbook (they were good stories) and yeah, I slept. huh. Right.

My internet connection is being a bitch, my facebook wall posts to Elaine refuse to post, and that's my only way of contacting the girl since she left.
Darn, I really wish I knew her better, she's so..........so much like me, and so different from all those I hang out with now.....
A pox on Facebook.
And my net connection.
This pretty good photo i took has been trying to load for over half an hour......

6 comments:

plzdonttrythisathome said...

hey wats happ..? and listen wats elaines blog adrees.. and ealine like you..??tnow thats sometin good to find out abt..

Bubbles of FireWhiskey said...

i remember 12th grade... and honestly, it was the best i had even though it was slow...

phish said...

you tagged your post with the word 'immaturity'. grossly misplaced. enjoy these years. the broken bits of chalk, the erasers, the pen tops are possibly never gonna be a part of your life ever. you will move onto a bigger life that is riddled with the seemingly 'mature' people who have no time for anything.

and yet they decide to live.

Mystique said...

2 venky: hola, she asked me to take the link off, so ask her on facebook.....

2 bubbles: huh, i hope....

2 phish: yeah that's too true....still.

Silvara said...

I hate slow internet...

and so know the bored feeling....right now I feel like I could do that but then I might be out of a job bease I went insane :P

Espèra said...

You're probably the first person saying that. Most people find 11tha and 12th goddamn difficult.

What syllabus do you folks follow anyway?