Tuesday, March 1, 2011

:eltiT

Good evening.

Contents:

  1. My life at the moment (not that you care)
  2. Bitch Topic: Younger Years:
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My life at the moment (not that you care):
ADTR and Underoath in Perth at the Astor soon - HUZZAH! :D I am a very chuffed Gen right now. Soundwave on Monday too, missing open day, but what can the school do? Nothing, I'll be out of their hair by next year anyway. Dad's wedding on Sat (hooray) but it means 4 days and 5 nights with John, so it kinda evens out. JSR Ball next weekend :D Power came back on today also, thank goodness for that. One night/morning wandering around aimlessly and you really learn to appreciate it. It's about time they put the powerlines underground to stop all this nonsense. Working on my Zunicorn piece, should be finished when it's finished. What else?... just busy-ness.
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Bitch Topic: Younger Years:

I hate younger years. COMPLETE disrespect for all superiors.

A poem (to the rhythm of The Ants Go Marching)

The younger years push millions by millions hurrah, hurrah
No respect for anyone else hurrah, hurrah
Space on the stairs does not exist
Which makes the yr12's really pissed
And they go stampeding past us all
To get to their oversized lockers.

Also, just because the yr11's got kicked out of the science block because they left too much mess on the floor does not mean they can come and invade the ES rooms, which are strictly for the yr12's and only the yr12's to eat their recess and lunch in. They really do think they rule the school. I swear the only reason I wear my seniors badge on my lapel is so they realise that I'm not some up-themselves yr 9 or 10. Why, when I was a young yr8, being frowned and bitched on by all the elder years, I would quake in my shiney, black, horrid new shoes and avoid all my superiors like I was a cyclone avoiding Perth. Using the yr12 bathroom was unthought of, passing through the yr12 quad was terrifying and speaking to a yr12 was enough to cause a premature-by-60-years heart attack.


*Shakes fist in the air with an irritated huff* KIDS TODAY!! >:(

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I think that's enough for tonight.
Over and Out,
=that gen person=

1 comment:

  1. Ah man, absolutely hate younger years. Its seems like every year, year sevens get louder and buses get fuller. Cannot wait to leave and get to Uni- but then, I'll be classed as young all over again. Just cannot win.

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