ho hum, being a high schooler is never easy. But the absurdity of the fact remains no matter how hard you try, you will always inevitably end up screwed.
Take for example a day in the life of... yours truly!
Probably started off on the wrong side of the bed this morning, (WTF, its the only side I can start off on) but as I drearily boarded the school bus to repeat the mind numbing exercise we call education, i told myself - heck, things will brighten up.
Or will they? WRONG.
Speaking of disasters, well, I am a very firm believer in the philosophy of truancy. Actually, i have quite really made it my way of life. Therefore, it has always been my pursuit to avoid and delay work for as long as possible without jeopardizing my chances of survival in this dog-eat-man world.
However, phenomenal as my mind is, fate will always find obstacles to throw at my path. No matter how hard i try... i will always end up doing the thing i hate most - thinking.
Last night, against my better judgment, I spent over 4 hours dreaming up a snappy skit. I actually made a 6 page hand-written (YES! ARCHAiC! Oh the agony!), i wrote the punchiest dialogues, drafted those pow-wham-kapow scenes and i did it in the back of my math notebook.
And how am i rewarded... that worthless shithole of a skit director decides he is too busy to look after a darned notebook and voila! by the end of the day... he has already lost it.
(FUCKING !$(!&$)(!@#*&! I WISH I COULD @&#^@(^#* THAT @)&)&!)#*&)
Now not only do i end up mindfucked, but also i need to redo both - the skit and the math work!
To top it off, my very sympathetic class teacher tells me to just forget it, get over my ego and just redo the whole thing. THE NERVE....
Maybe its just god's way of saying: "See, what's the whole point?"
Yes god, i see what you mean now.
All right, here i'll clarify that i am not a weak person, oh no. I can take a lot of shit and still find a way to look at the bright side, but TODAY was definitely not one of those days.
Ok, i tell myself, no probs, that's just a minor blow. I'll find a way over it.
The fact that the shithole director of the skit does not believe in written manuscripts or properly phrased dialogues helped, but oh sigh... i decided to forget the matter.
Oh well, end of the day, i make my way back to my bus, and am sweetly asked to run down and fetch a can of coke, oh well, nvm... doing a good deed only comes back to you... er yeah right!
At this point I introduce to you another one of my shit of the sack friends... Interestingly Mr. I-pretend-to-be-cool-while-i-wet-my-pants (I have a feeling that this remark will return to haunt me someday) has a girlfriend (who is hardly a girl in the first place). Oooh Aaah, that's news (that's how retarded my mates are... 6 going on 16).
Ok, now how on earth does my name snap up????????
You thought he liked ________, but i thought it was _________.
To top it off, fill in the blanks the names of the two girls with whom the conversation is being held.
After much clarification that both parties involved are just good friends (like i give a hoot about pursuing a relationship with her), i said - WTF, what is going on today?
Well WTF, me having a crush on them, oh the audacity! What a way to flatter oneself!
(SHITTY HIGH SCHOOL CULTURE !&)#()&@)&*!)
And no matter how cool and nice i try to act, they will always find a way to laugh at me - if it isn't my mannerisms, its my accent (WHO THE FUCK do they think they are anyways!)
And so i decide to walk away... but nooooo!!!! the drama has to unfold. Now I have a girl trying to explain to me that she wasn't laughing at my surname (where on earth does that pop in??? AND how on earth is the surname 'Swain' funny???) I dismiss her and with the last dregs of politeness left in me simply tell her that i am not mad at her and its all right.
Finally I am left some time to reassess my stand? Am I such a huge jerk whose name is associated with just any of the blue girl!!! WHY ON EARTH AM I TAKEN FOR GRANTED BY JUST EVERYONE AROUND???????
To top it off, my friends now decide that I am on the verge of tears (WTF!!! ME - the great Swain breaking down, that too in public! WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS WORLD?)
AND so they decide that its probably that i liked the girl and now i am sad that we are just friends (@!)#*)@(#Q*$()*# arseholes, if i had a kalashnikov, i'd show them exactly how i felt about it)
So we have the drama unfold all over again... the apologies... the snide smart-alec remarks and all that shit.)
MAN, this has been a bloody fucking long day and to top it off i can't even seem to play RoN today anymore)
IT JUST DOESN'T SEEM RIGHT. Things have been going so fine for so long, why do they have to complicate.
BUT I WILL NOT GIVE IN! IN TIME THEY SHALL BE PUNISHED FOR THE TRESPASSES COMITTED AGAINST ME!!!!
Maybe it is the sins of my past that come to haunt me, maybe i shall suffer for all the people i bullied and made fun of... whatever the case may be... Akash Swain will not succumb.
