I am currently blogginating from my new laptop gifted to me tonight at Year 13 Prizegiving. To be honest, I don't understand what the award was, but I'm grateful for it :) Haha.
School, for us in officially over. What a year it has been. It seems odd to me that we are referring to the year being 'over' when in actual fact it's still only the early stages of November. It's only really the end for school leavers. And even then it isn't, I mean, I'm not going to feel relieved until I walk out of that last exam, that dreaded Calculus exam... Oh the feeling, you know the feeling. The feeling knowing that after you walk out of the doors, you won't be coming back. No more worrying about studying, worrying about not studying and actually studying. No more practice exams, no textbooks or practice essays. It's just... all... over.
When that day, that moment comes, THEN and only THEN will I breathe in that last breath of Manurewa High School air and be relieved. Until then, bring on the stress! Hahaha.
I was flicking through one of our Year 13 Students' photos and saw nothing new. Nothing new at all. I'd like to say I was surprised, but I wasn't. "So-and-so has published new photos" *views, flicks through frame after frame of alcohol yielding teenagers, friends, cigarette-fogged pictures... just the same as the last photos*.
Geez I must really be missing out huh, I just envy the glazed look in his eyes, the look of no focus, of nothing. And how jealous I am of that girl passed out, cigarettes clutched in her nicotene stained fingers, Smirnoff close-at-hand. I mean, yeah, I'm really missing out, it just all looks so worth the fun, the hangover. I'm so uncool. Boo me.
(For those whose sarcasm radar isn't in tune, I was using sarcasm as a tool to put a different spin on my point.)
Forgive me for being a party pooper - actually, don't. I have no shame in being responsible, and I've been a party pooper all year, it was my job. Head Party Pooper. - but, when I see photos of you like that, it makes me sad. And annoyed. That you're so young and have already gotten into that scene. As if that's 'just what ya do' once you're old enough. And so the cycle begins again. Yipee. Yay us.
Everything is meaningless. A meaningless chasing of the wind. Ecclesiastes. It's says that aaaaall throughout the book Ecclesiastes. Check it out.
God thinks more of you. I think more of you.
D'you think doing 'things' like ^ that makes people think more of you?
More importantly, does it make you think more of you?
On the rocks, one more puff.
APPLEZ FOR KNOWLEDGE - Knowing nothing, knowing all.
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Ecclesiastes can be quite depressing if you read it while in the wrong mood lawl. But it's a very englightening book, one of my favourites along with Job, Proverbs, and Acts.
ReplyDeleteAlso, I consider myself the maaans for knowing you were being sarcastic :D