the last day of high school is the day
- everything is a flurry of photo-taking and signing.
- rude messages and massive penises appear on the walls, locker doors, tables, whiteboards.. etc. lots of
dicktation :p
- teachers frantically scrub out the multi-sized penises vandalized everywhere.
- after six years, the students finally bellow the school song at the top of their lungs.
- you forgive those annoying people who throw food at the fan.. (what happens after? shit hits the fan) just for making the year more memorable.
- you realize that despite wishing all year for it to be over, you now wish you could turn back time.
- your teachers buy you food and smile in your photos, no matter how much they really hate you, because they're finally getting you out of their
pants hair.
- and we step out looking to the future and what it holds.. not looking back.
i realized.. i will never sit in class matchmaking people in my head again, never sit in class bluetoothing randoms again, never kneel beside my locker neighbours and ritually moan about school on a monday morning again, never queue up in the common room for the lousy microwave again, never go with my friends to scab food from the canteen again, never wag class again, never piss off the anal librarian again....
awww.
my last few days? pictures soon when i get the time.
p/s rugby tops finally came, they're quite.. butt-ugly. massive yellow strip down the side :(
