Monday, March 13, 2006

I should call Child Aid for this...

My god I got an unearthly amount of homework for the holidays. It's bordering on child abuse.

Imagine the last day of school, the whole class is all woohoo and no one's paying any attention to the teacher scribble and blah. Just as yet another paper aeroplane flies across the cramped, oppresively stifling room, a hellish word meets our ears. Everyone perks up and screams inwardly as they see the wicked grin on the teacher's ugly face.

"Holiday homework!!!" he manages to cry, with a bright smile that you would easily mistake for that of a toddler receiving candy, if you didnt know the entire situation and you were deaf. He, with a feat of strength that rivals that of a mother lifting a tree of her child, somehow extracts a titanic pile of papers from his trolley. A collective "fuck" can be heard from the class, as if it came from the very walls themselves, echoing the laments of students of years past...

Take It easy, take it easy.
Don't let the sound of your own wheels drive you crazy.
Lighten up while you still can,
Don't even try to understand.
Just find a place to make your stand and,
Take it easy.

Yet another song thats well beyond my age.

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