In light of most of the guys leaving the country to pursuit there higher studies and what not, I thought I might write out my thoughts just to makes things more memorable (and to kill time while at it). I’m about to put down eleven plus years into one blog, so wish me luck!
So we were born and what a tragedy that would have turn out to be… the world saw us as cuddly coo and cute babies that they hoped would remain that way for the rest of our lives(well…some might actually fulfill that). They fed us and nurtured us in the goodness of it all… (awww…). But then they decided to send us to school, I say it like a bad thing but I’m not so sure anymore. And that my friend is where it all began….Bu ha ha ha . We were such little clueless jackasses (I like to think we still are…heck what hell do we know???) I still remember us sitting on the low chairs on the first days and scribbling away or dribbling on the paper… some cried, some didn’t give a shit(still don’t) and most just did what we were told.
All went well till, no scrap that… It wouldn’t have been school at all if “All when well” now would it? So yeah… we screwed up big time, all part of the immense learning experience in life that’s all. We played in the sand pit inventing are own weird games and making up logic that would baffle any adult nerd-ass. So innocent didn’t even know the world was going to swallow us up someday and make us work our asses off just to get by! Yeah…thanks for the warning! So full of energy we couldn’t even stay in one place for a few minutes at a time and running around meant nothing at all(unlike now where 5 minute of running leaves us gasping for air like a dyeing fish( poor fish!!!), so much for stamina). And girls were yuck!!!
Somewhere down the line we learnt our first slang and filth; yep that was a fascinating experience. And we were introduced to the concept of Sarcasm… it was great, we all were so hyper and a bit psycho (an element that grew in us as the years that went by). We made are little clubs and cults, also imagined that there were murders happening in the school premises!!! Who could the culprit be… is it the creepy old deputy headmaster or the bloody annoying janitor (Cursed be that janitor) or who will be the next victim, not that we cared it was fun. The best part is some people actually believed it, ha SUCKER! All of which was brought to a standstill by puberty.
YES it happened to us all (or did it…hmmm…) we hit puberty, rather it hit us. Had to go thought all the changes physically and mentally, unfortunately most of them didn’t go thought the mental change. And suddenly masturbating was our favorite past time (again only for some of them), and girls were just WOW!!! And some of us got dope and somehow couldn’t get over its effects. We gradually reached our per-teens and all that mattered was the hair dos and who had the best cell phone. Music was a major part of our lives be it rock or R&B or rap… head banging was something that came almost naturally to us (although I’m sure that’s not what came naturally to Selena Gomez) .
Then came along Junior High (Upper School say in our own terms), this is where things got a bit serious. Most of us settled down. GCE O/Ls were coming up and this meant something to some of us, yeah the nerds over did it. The geeks and nerds sat right in front (don’t misunderstand I don’t fall in that category just because I sat there too), and people who didn’t give a shit right at the back. Teachers came and went very frequently (seriously, one Math teacher lasted less than 48 hours). Some of us spent our free time reading while other used school time for free time. We as the seniors did the worst possible shit we could do (the worst being turning off the trip switch that connects to the staff room …OMG!! What a terrible thing to do). Intervals meant cramming up in the canteen area (A little shack that fed us with shit) and playing sports (which meant new shirts).
Then came along the final year, the senior year, and the year I’m sure any of us will remember as long as our brains are full of juice. And the best year if we care to admit… 99% of the batch worked there asses off and made it worthwhile and memorable. As the days to the big exam got closer most of us were ready to take it on (reading the last installment of Happy Potter days before the exams proves it). And then came the day were we all said goodbye to are dear school promising to come back (how could we have know we were going to be shooed out the years to come). The autograph books in which we share our thoughts of each other and memories still make me want to die of embarrassment but also make me want to flip back that switch (not the trip switch, the switch on a time-machine)
We met again at the exam and we all went our separate ways. It was a while till we saw each other again… now that some of us are done with everything and have it all prepared to leave this land to fulfill our destiny (pun) and we may never see each other again… while some await another horrible experience called GCE A/Ls.
For some odd reason which I can’t bring myself to explain I feel a sense of pride and glory about all of us, As if we will do things to change the world and then look back and realize we where such clueless jackasses who grew up to be men with great propose. All in all I just want to say is it has been a great pleasure to knowing all of you… So let’s just go out there and LET IT ROCK!!!
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