Rage Agst the Machine

School's in and slacking HAS to be out.

Here we are again waking up in such unearthly hours,

subject ourselves to extremely chilly showers and

cramping ourselves in mobile sardine cans we refer to

as public transport.

We huff and we puff just to reach school before the

evil councillors lock the gate and walk down the

treacherous path we must.

1st day: Was highly romantic to meet up with

my classmates and schoolmates who missed me as

much as I missed them. Sureeee.

Got to know new teachers for the new year and

slightly excited. Slight. Things started off right off

the bat. And the parade square cant really

accomodate comfortably two batches of students.

2nd day: Today .. er, soccer was the soup of the day.

Erratic rain shrouded the afternoon as poor boys and

girls had to reschedule their activities every 5 and a

half minutes.

3rd day: Soccer team met up with not-so-good atten-

dance and punctuality to discuss about our future.

Our awe inspiring coach Tony who taught us how to

make fire has left us to search for flint by ourselves.

And Barney Rubble is the President of America.

And innovajcsoccer blog is up. Great site but the pics

lack my presence.

http://dontlettheballbounce.blogspot.com

As the weekend beckons, I've drafted a million and one

plans to study.

But ofcourse being the model student and all I tend to

save my work for the eleventh hour.

Sheeshkebabs.

On a lighter note, enjoy the weekends people =)