THERE’S A CLASS FOR THIS – cute is what we aim for

I swore I would write a shit ass long post about the principal this morning when I was feeling extremely, extremely unbalanced and super emo but I am too tired for it.

But still, didn’t the school teach us to remember our roots? Is there anything wrong in wanting to go back to our secondary school to visit our teachers and reminisce about our past years…? I was seriously DAMN FUCKING UPSET when they told us that people with dyed hair and “indecent” attire may not enter the school compound. WTF!? I’VE BEEN OUT OF THIS SCHOOL FOR 3 YEARS AND NOW YOU STILL WANT TO CONTROL HOW I WANT TO LOOK? What’s this nonsense about influencing the Secondary 1s to dress the way we do? COME ON. They wear school uniforms. We wear our clothes. It’s their business if they want to dress like that when they are out of school, isn’t it?

Thinking about it just makes me feel emo all over again. And string a long line of swear words. Goddammit. I really miss my teachers. Do you know how fucking upseting it is to stand at the carpark and not allowed entrance and then see the familiar teachers walking inside and you can’t even talk to them? WHAT’S THE LOGIC IN THAT?

I really, really, really hate this. I was so geared up to go back school to talk to the teachers and eat the canteen food I haven’t been eating for so long. I don’t even care nuts about the performance or whatever – I even asked if we can return to school after the celebration so not many of the students will be around (and we can’t “influence” them) and the answer was still a big NO.

If you judge us by how we look and claim that we are “bad students”, will we give a damn about coming back? This is so ridiculous. So much so for not judging a book by its cover, wtf.

~ by ipromiseyouwalls on February 16, 2007.