JOURNAL JUNK...from some time long back!!
6:00am --- the fuckin panic timer making her point more than clear….wake up assface, time to go, take some more of their shit.
7:00am --- assemble near the senior labs, to be ‘escorted’ to our new coffin-houses. Everyone’s nicely done up…nicely done up for new nice session. Crisp white collared complete with cherry blossomed shoes (hah…cherry blossomed). New non-graffitied furniture and all freshly coated walls, smell of fresh paint…unscratched fresh. Everything’s official, in order… order order. Happy happy-ever-afters everybody. Whoop di doo.
8:00am --- linger on in the corridor for a while, want to breathe out the hardness…its been sitting on my chest all morning. begin to take steps towards the door when Dee slides her hand across my waist and pulls me towards her “hey ho… you ok?” she asks dotingly (hard to remember when I was last doted upon). “Yeah…am fine…I guess…feel nauseous”. My best shot…that’s the best I’ve got…phaa. “That’s ok, you’re just nervous” she smiles. NERVOUS; I search for the butterflies down in my gut. Nope, aint any. Just a loud thumping noise, like a tribal drum beat. My heart…damn thing’s been palpitating all through.
We’re walking into the class. It’s pretty airy but the giant tree outside the lone window blocks sunlight.
“Old one. They’ve given us an old board. Not fair” Gego is already cranking up. “Hi Gego”. “We need more chairs…more chairs”. I can see his foggy pic adorning a best seller’ jacket already. ‘1001 reasons why you should go kill yourself (right now)’.
All the good spots are already taken. I choose the one in the far corner, next to the window. Gaping at blue budgies during algebra a…aah pure bliss. Lolo comes and plunks down beside me (AAAAARRRGGGHHH). “You don’t mind do you”, she twitters, her huge ear hoops flashing about obscenely. ‘Oh no sure go ahead…drumbeats, heart palpitations, hernia; life’s a huge big party for me.
7:00am --- assemble near the senior labs, to be ‘escorted’ to our new coffin-houses. Everyone’s nicely done up…nicely done up for new nice session. Crisp white collared complete with cherry blossomed shoes (hah…cherry blossomed). New non-graffitied furniture and all freshly coated walls, smell of fresh paint…unscratched fresh. Everything’s official, in order… order order. Happy happy-ever-afters everybody. Whoop di doo.
8:00am --- linger on in the corridor for a while, want to breathe out the hardness…its been sitting on my chest all morning. begin to take steps towards the door when Dee slides her hand across my waist and pulls me towards her “hey ho… you ok?” she asks dotingly (hard to remember when I was last doted upon). “Yeah…am fine…I guess…feel nauseous”. My best shot…that’s the best I’ve got…phaa. “That’s ok, you’re just nervous” she smiles. NERVOUS; I search for the butterflies down in my gut. Nope, aint any. Just a loud thumping noise, like a tribal drum beat. My heart…damn thing’s been palpitating all through.
We’re walking into the class. It’s pretty airy but the giant tree outside the lone window blocks sunlight.
“Old one. They’ve given us an old board. Not fair” Gego is already cranking up. “Hi Gego”. “We need more chairs…more chairs”. I can see his foggy pic adorning a best seller’ jacket already. ‘1001 reasons why you should go kill yourself (right now)’.
All the good spots are already taken. I choose the one in the far corner, next to the window. Gaping at blue budgies during algebra a…aah pure bliss. Lolo comes and plunks down beside me (AAAAARRRGGGHHH). “You don’t mind do you”, she twitters, her huge ear hoops flashing about obscenely. ‘Oh no sure go ahead…drumbeats, heart palpitations, hernia; life’s a huge big party for me.
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