LE CIEL EST GRIS

TONARI NO TOTORO, TOTORO:3

Currently freaking sian with every detail of life. From the school rules, to the guailan prefects to CCA, to number of bus stops that are meant to increase accesability but do otherwise:P Oh, and my dumbass peely feet://

Seriously, the disciplinary mistress and her gang really qian bian. I bet they didn't meet their 'alteration of school rules' or 'make the inferior people who waste your time miserable' quota, and thus resort to BIG FAT CHANGES D: HMPH. Giving lectures on what is Communism and what isn't. They really REALLY got nothing better to do or what.

Sadded. The rest of us have a life, and it was actually fine until we stepped into this hellhole of a school. Used to think this place was okay, but after seven years of witnessing the tyranny of the barbaric, sadistic administration and so-called 'affectionate and concerned' superiors, I'm already feeling uber doubtful about the 'right' decisions most of us made either 7, or a year ago D:

What to do. Meh meh. Should have just gone to NJC. Or stuff. Super tired of old ladies slash prefects with that ai shio pah look telling me what's their definition of surface perfection, curbing our individuality and artsy fartsy side. To think they always say: You come to school to learn.

Exactly. We came to school to learn (but really, we're here because its the law). Anyway, if we're here on a forced mission to learn, why does our hair length, colour, style matter? What about the school uniform. Apparently, if we're here to be educated, there doesn't seem to be a need to conform to the wearing of uniform. Even if we did, so what if its a little short? Or different from the rest? What does it matter that our socks are low? What happened to the unimportance of outward appearances? Doesn't the 'love and passion and compassion and such crap' apparently matter more, according to YOU!

Anyway, the visibility of our socks doesn't play a part in learning does it.

posted by JOY FENGAY @ 7:43 pm