Whose life is it anyway?

3 weeks disappear like a puff of helium.. up up and away towards the equilibrium of unstable space.

On the 22nd of May, CJL trods towards Methodist Boys’ Secondary School as a lower 6 student. Obediently hopping from home, to the Salak South LRT station, to the Hang Tuah station, through a pedestrian bridge, though Davidson road, through Methodist Boys’ Primary School, and finally arriving at the designated coordinate non the too horrendously late.

My first impression of MBS was that the students were of the bookish type. Yeah despite the fact that the influence of the cosmo alignments made exam week happen, one wouldn’t find it hard to imagine that the students seemingly possessed some borg-like nanotechnology brain implants that allowed them to sustain a telepathic string of synchronity with their books… hmmm just imagine the wonders schoolwide WiFi then, wait, it already has one?! Imagine the wonders of WiFi when everyone is able to receive information straight into the brain. lolz

[droning borg voices]

We are the borg. Existence as you have known it is history. We shall assimilate your biological and technological qualities and add them to our own. Resistance is futile.

[Zap zap, urGH ARGH, urRRaAA, jab, zap, zap]

Resistance is futile [borg chant]

[zap, zap, wuargh..]

Wait, why am I typing this? Well for one thing I’m too tired to continue [hint hint, lazee] and for 2, well, discipline in MBSSKL keeps reminding me of the borg… onoz voyager’s soundtrack is playing in my head.. >.<..

PERFECTION = MBS, that is, if we assume that’s the direction MBS is headed whenever the principal waves his fist in the air and whisper most passionately.. "GO FORWARD MBS".. that is also true if we assume, play up, play up, play up, [school song psych up] actually denotes to play up till/to perfection.

actually its a good thing, this is a school environment that somehow just clicks for me.. probably because more often than not I’m quite borg-like myself.. woaharaharaharagh. 8]

Well this borg demands regeneration. Cheers!

*waves half empty imaginary 48% alcohol Prussian Red Wine**zzzzzzzzz

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