I'm too old to say something so childish. But I feel that way. I was off sick for a few days and when I went back, everything was different.
When I stepped into class today I found all the tables arranged differently, in single rows. We're supposed to sit in order of register number. I'm all the way at the back, with only one, mildly racist person next to me. I could see everyone from where I sat, but no one could see me. It's so lonely back there. There's no one to talk to, and there's a giant sitting in front of me, blocking my view of the front a little, and blocking me from everyone else. It's horrible.
There were biology essays today. I didn't know, and I didn't study, and I failed pathetically.
One thing didn't change, though - I got bruised again in PE. My feet got trampled while playing Captain's Ball, and I twisted my ankle too. I shouldn't have run around and jumped so recklessly. Once all 45 of us in the class were playing in half the hall, another class in the other half, and it was so crowded I kept being banged into and and I got punched in the nose accidentally. It bled. I know it's just a game, after all, but it's not very fun if I'm not winning. My team did win today, with 33 points. The opposing team had 13, haha. That was fun.
I couldn't wait to get home and come online. There's so many people to talk to online. People from all over the world, whose lives are so different. There's a guy from the USA who's a car mechanic, whose girlfriend lives in another state. He has never met her, they have been having a cyber relationship! Ha! That's so.... weird. Anyway, he's nervous because she's coming to see him soon and he's afraid that she would find him disappointing. And there's a Sri Lankan Sinhalese dude who wants to know what the Tamil vulgarities his Tamil friends say to him mean. They're so vulgar I don't even know what some of them mean. But it's so good to know about friendship between the Sinhalese and Tamils, at the same time that the government and the LTTE war. There's also a fourteen-year-old homosexual girl who was raised Christian, which means her family hates homosexuals. She can only reveal her sexual orientation on the net, under the facade of screen names and the protection of anonymity.
I love the internet.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
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