I'm back, and fully ready to be snotty and anal! Today, I thought I'd complain about some of the smaller, less significant annoyances that have popped up in my day-to-day schooling (which is practacly life for me at the moment due to me spending more then half my day there.) recently, brace yourself single reader.
1) Buffoons - The people at my "All boys’ school" seem more restless then usual and are seemingly brave enough to want to take their repressed sexual tension out on me in the form of belligerent insults and violence! I seem to be copping the usual: Gay, nerd, cock-sucker, book worm and fucking bastard taunts I always get, but multiplied ten-fold. I'm thinking it's just a teenage angst thing, hopefully it will pass in time, but until then, my bicep will remain covered in bruises.
2) "Muck-up-day" - This wonderful annual event, organized to let the graduating Year 12 students to let down their hair and play a few pranks on the school, which on the whole are generally in good taste, however *Draws attention to Xavier* they can get out of hand. This is evident at my school. The REALLY annoying thing is, it's not the Year 12's that are getting out of hand, it's the rest of the school, it's withstood: Egging, graffiti, rotten fish, hundreds of fart bombs, food fights, violent "punch-ons" and several broken windows and light fittings all of this compressed into 5 days. Now, I'm generally quite tolerant of "Muck-up-day" and I think it's a brilliant idea, however, when the library has to be evacuated dues to rotten fish-bait, the toilets covered with rotting egg and sardine (So much so that partaking of the facilities is impossible) and the corridors bestowed with the pungent odor of several fart bombs, it's going an itsy-bit to far and it's annoying the fuck out of me.
3) English class - My once, favorite class, has been ruined by my classmates* they continually talk, interrupt and are genneraly non-complant with the work-requirements, this has now produced an enviroment, where work is essentialy impossible. It thankfully isn't affecting my grades terribly, but is quickly making English one of the more un-bearable classes.
4) Teachers (And by exstension substitutes) - Are seeming to take a more and more apathetic veiw to educating the world's future leaders (now before I get hit for being politically incorrect, this does not apply to all teachers) and really seem to fall short of reining in the classes behavior. Okay, I'm being snarky here, but it is annoying me and you've chosen to care about what I think by reading this.
Well, I've run out of things to complain about, as with my previous post, don't be expecting updates yada yada all that shit.
Hugs and Kisses
Aidan.
*See 1) Buffoons
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Diving into the world of cyber blogging.
I'm unsure of how to start, but I'm sure I'll manage. I'm Aidan, currently 15 years of age. In my spare time I tend to enjoy reading, playing various video games, writing, swimming, sailing and archery. I tend to keep to myself as a person on the whole, but I'm the first to admit that I'm outwardly eccentric, not always in a good way, this has also seemed to bar my attempts at getting in any kind of "close relationship" with anyone, particularly those of the opposite sex.
I used to think that "blogging" was for idiots and emos, not that the two are mutually exclusive. But after reading one or two of them I've noticed that it will allow me to vent any "un-savoury" feelings, which will help me contain my otherwise inexplicable rage and I might stop taking it out on my brother (Stresses "might").
Now to some of my background. I was born in Melbourne, Victoria, Australia yada yada... Lived a really ignorant and blissful life until the age of 6, when my Mother gave birth to my sister, who has Down syndrome. This greatly unsettled my Mothers and my Father's relationship, as having a disabled child is very demanding, and they were constantly at odds with each other. However, having her in my life has greatly matured me, and I would not wish for anything else. When I was 7, my Mother then gave birth to my brother, he was born the perfect child, now that he can speak and walk, and the both of us seem to constantly be fighting with each other. When I was 8 my Mother and Father split. Court cases are still going on, it is a constant thorn in my side.
Presently, I live with my Mother and visit my Dad regularly. My Mother is a very caring and loving person, but is prone to childish and erratic mood swings, and she seems to take her frustrations out on me, due to a lack anyone else to complain too I'm guessing. Her relationship with me is always on the rocks, as she never seems to run out of things to criticize me about. My Father is an odd man, in the fact that he isn't really odd at all, Mother always says horrible things about him, I'm starting to find that it's not all true. He has been very caring and understanding of me since the divorce and has put up with all my bitter-narkiness. He has since remarried to a nice and caring person, who I'm quite happy to call my stepmother.
School... Is one of the hardest and confusing things for me to talk about, as while I enjoy learning immensely, I am constantly hindered by the idiotic buffoons in my class, who, since the first day they saw me, immediately branded me as an outcast and nerd. I resent them, and constantly have fitful daydreams about hurting them in odd and painful ways. However, I can take solace in the fact that I have a handful of close friends, that I cherish more then any material possession (CORNY I KNOW.) As to my general academic achievements, they are few and far between, while I fancy myself an English whiz, my spelling is terrible, my math more so, and my lazy and apathetic approach to homework restrains any REAL realisation of my true "Potential".
Well, that's me in a nutshell, I don't expect anyone to read this, and in-turn, don't expect any "regular" updates, I shall update when I see fit to.
Yours arrogantly
Aidan.
I used to think that "blogging" was for idiots and emos, not that the two are mutually exclusive. But after reading one or two of them I've noticed that it will allow me to vent any "un-savoury" feelings, which will help me contain my otherwise inexplicable rage and I might stop taking it out on my brother (Stresses "might").
Now to some of my background. I was born in Melbourne, Victoria, Australia yada yada... Lived a really ignorant and blissful life until the age of 6, when my Mother gave birth to my sister, who has Down syndrome. This greatly unsettled my Mothers and my Father's relationship, as having a disabled child is very demanding, and they were constantly at odds with each other. However, having her in my life has greatly matured me, and I would not wish for anything else. When I was 7, my Mother then gave birth to my brother, he was born the perfect child, now that he can speak and walk, and the both of us seem to constantly be fighting with each other. When I was 8 my Mother and Father split. Court cases are still going on, it is a constant thorn in my side.
Presently, I live with my Mother and visit my Dad regularly. My Mother is a very caring and loving person, but is prone to childish and erratic mood swings, and she seems to take her frustrations out on me, due to a lack anyone else to complain too I'm guessing. Her relationship with me is always on the rocks, as she never seems to run out of things to criticize me about. My Father is an odd man, in the fact that he isn't really odd at all, Mother always says horrible things about him, I'm starting to find that it's not all true. He has been very caring and understanding of me since the divorce and has put up with all my bitter-narkiness. He has since remarried to a nice and caring person, who I'm quite happy to call my stepmother.
School... Is one of the hardest and confusing things for me to talk about, as while I enjoy learning immensely, I am constantly hindered by the idiotic buffoons in my class, who, since the first day they saw me, immediately branded me as an outcast and nerd. I resent them, and constantly have fitful daydreams about hurting them in odd and painful ways. However, I can take solace in the fact that I have a handful of close friends, that I cherish more then any material possession (CORNY I KNOW.) As to my general academic achievements, they are few and far between, while I fancy myself an English whiz, my spelling is terrible, my math more so, and my lazy and apathetic approach to homework restrains any REAL realisation of my true "Potential".
Well, that's me in a nutshell, I don't expect anyone to read this, and in-turn, don't expect any "regular" updates, I shall update when I see fit to.
Yours arrogantly
Aidan.
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