sing fat lady, sing!!

a deceptive lull has has fallen over my days, and like a big fat old lady with inertia scratched on her bones; it seems unmoveable. every bit of me that is rational and logical is pleading for the overthrow of such sloth, but we all know how the script goes.

i would love to label it as the teenage dilemma, but a quick glance at other people (when i say this, i mean non A53 people) would be enough for one to ascertain that this 'dilemma' is unnervingly localized and scarily specific. not convinced? a recent medical survey has proven that 65% more VJ students would complain about stiff necks and other complications around this time of year due to hours of craning their necks over notes. in fact i fall under that particular 65% too, though i think mine is a result of denys being a pain in the neck more than mugging.

amidst all the statistics and figures, it occured to me that my dear classmate daryl would lodge his own complaint to the surveyors without batting an eyelid, though his would be a special case of 'pain in the foot'. but then again, daryl has had a foot injury since bismarck was appointed chancellor, so he might not count.

as the days wind down to the official end of jc life, and as each day becomes more treasured for its little memories, i always tell myself that i've been part of something really special these past 2 years. i mean hey, when you're in A53, and when the whole class just walks out of school in full knowledge that an econs lecture is about to start in 5 mins; you know you're part of something particularly special.

but then again, it was econs lecture and the last time we had a full attendance for that was when daryl had his first foot injury. and we all know how recent that was.