No. 28
It's been such a long time since I've posted, I owe whoever even reads this or checks this for updates an apology, for sure. As you can guess, life seriously got in the way after that post. Thankfully, my voice is mostly restored since the event, and I've had enough life in me to pursue a few other things like another publicity plug for arts night (which is happening now) and sign up to be the emcee for H.O.T concert happening in my school. It's going to be a fun term, at least, if I make it a fun term.
The curtains draw on a term well served.
Over last weekend I wrapped up the last of my official council events, and fully recognized the 29th student council that were stepping up to take our place. I missed council camp last year, because I fell ill during the camp and didn't stay the full duration- this time I arrived on the crisp saturday morning to begin tortur- inculcating discipline into my juniors. Well I didn't have to do any of the actual screaming, which was nice- but I was gamemaster for wet and dry games, which were a huge ton of fun. I saw them struggle, work together, strategise, and more importantly in the sweltering heat I was drenched head to toe. Which was fun, because I decided to let them use the remainder of their waterbombs on me.
You know, after I took buckets of water and dumped it on them across the playing field, I tried to be a consolation to their earlier, wet, soggy misery.
My shoes got so waterlogged I threw them away (legit) and now I'm short of a pair of running shoes. I'm also getting back into the swing of swimming and running 5 times a week, that sort of thing, to sort my body out. By sort, I mean lose weight semi-obsessively. While eating like a cow. For sure. If my post seems very out-of-character it's mainly because I would say this week has been 6 days long instead of 4, so I've been extremely exhausted. Not to mention the tirade of homework I've been thrown. It's a right nightmare, really- along with trips to the hospital for various reasons and feeling really bummed out that poly starts next week for my friends. That means everyone is going to be busy and I'm gonna be a lonesome potato.
Back to the main point here.
I still remember typing how upset I was with council at times, and how I felt I wasn't bonded to them at all- and maybe I'm still not, to a certain degree of closeness- but I am very, very proud of having served my council term to the very end and having participated and whatnot and made this decision to be part of the 28th SC. I mean call me a prude it wasn't about serving the school, who cares about the school? Up till now, it is and will always be about serving the people around me. Because what good are we if not to help get another person's voice out there? It's not about the SGC it's not about whatever the hell it's also about the memories and doing things and meeting people and connecting and generally getting out there and doing something different.
And I cannot thank the people enough who have made this entire journey possible.
I just can't imagine going to school and not being able to hide in the recesses of the council room, or collapsing onto the couch after a really hard-worn day. Or playing Civ 5 with people who would strategise with me, or talk nonsense, or go through work together, or mug for exams with. I can't imagine suddenly not being asked to do Assembly duty, or getting scolded for a messy room. Heck, even getting scolded is something I'll miss. I'll miss turning my badge up just right, I'll miss standing in front of the mirror and fixing my tie, I'll miss going on stage and telling people the announcements.
I'll miss the people who made this term totally unforgettable. Who made school life just that much easier, that I had high fives with, that I sometimes got frustrated with, that I took millions of polaroids with, that I spent sending emails and proposals and generally just getting batshit with. I'll miss it all, I think. Every funny picture, every funny moment, every time we didn't know what more they could throw at us. There's no end, 28th, to what we have achieved till now. I can't express how much you all mean to me now. I can't express it to the end.
And so, on a special note, I dedicate this post to my 28th. (I say my, because hell, you're a part of my heart.) (And they'll never see this because none of them have my blog address) (or my facebook.) (I think.)
Thank you for the journey.
The curtains draw on a term well served.
Over last weekend I wrapped up the last of my official council events, and fully recognized the 29th student council that were stepping up to take our place. I missed council camp last year, because I fell ill during the camp and didn't stay the full duration- this time I arrived on the crisp saturday morning to begin tortur- inculcating discipline into my juniors. Well I didn't have to do any of the actual screaming, which was nice- but I was gamemaster for wet and dry games, which were a huge ton of fun. I saw them struggle, work together, strategise, and more importantly in the sweltering heat I was drenched head to toe. Which was fun, because I decided to let them use the remainder of their waterbombs on me.
You know, after I took buckets of water and dumped it on them across the playing field, I tried to be a consolation to their earlier, wet, soggy misery.
My shoes got so waterlogged I threw them away (legit) and now I'm short of a pair of running shoes. I'm also getting back into the swing of swimming and running 5 times a week, that sort of thing, to sort my body out. By sort, I mean lose weight semi-obsessively. While eating like a cow. For sure. If my post seems very out-of-character it's mainly because I would say this week has been 6 days long instead of 4, so I've been extremely exhausted. Not to mention the tirade of homework I've been thrown. It's a right nightmare, really- along with trips to the hospital for various reasons and feeling really bummed out that poly starts next week for my friends. That means everyone is going to be busy and I'm gonna be a lonesome potato.
Back to the main point here.
I still remember typing how upset I was with council at times, and how I felt I wasn't bonded to them at all- and maybe I'm still not, to a certain degree of closeness- but I am very, very proud of having served my council term to the very end and having participated and whatnot and made this decision to be part of the 28th SC. I mean call me a prude it wasn't about serving the school, who cares about the school? Up till now, it is and will always be about serving the people around me. Because what good are we if not to help get another person's voice out there? It's not about the SGC it's not about whatever the hell it's also about the memories and doing things and meeting people and connecting and generally getting out there and doing something different.
And I cannot thank the people enough who have made this entire journey possible.
I just can't imagine going to school and not being able to hide in the recesses of the council room, or collapsing onto the couch after a really hard-worn day. Or playing Civ 5 with people who would strategise with me, or talk nonsense, or go through work together, or mug for exams with. I can't imagine suddenly not being asked to do Assembly duty, or getting scolded for a messy room. Heck, even getting scolded is something I'll miss. I'll miss turning my badge up just right, I'll miss standing in front of the mirror and fixing my tie, I'll miss going on stage and telling people the announcements.
I'll miss the people who made this term totally unforgettable. Who made school life just that much easier, that I had high fives with, that I sometimes got frustrated with, that I took millions of polaroids with, that I spent sending emails and proposals and generally just getting batshit with. I'll miss it all, I think. Every funny picture, every funny moment, every time we didn't know what more they could throw at us. There's no end, 28th, to what we have achieved till now. I can't express how much you all mean to me now. I can't express it to the end.
And so, on a special note, I dedicate this post to my 28th. (I say my, because hell, you're a part of my heart.) (And they'll never see this because none of them have my blog address) (or my facebook.) (I think.)
Thank you for the journey.
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