Lemme Tell You About Us (Part 1)

I like to believe that T-Ooze began on the day(s) the five of us decided to join the school we are going to graduate from (on 30th May, 2009). This is because if going to this school was someone's conscious, rational decision then they surely have, at least, a certain amount of guts, imagination and a pinch of freakiness!

Now, definitely, I am not going to name this school of ours but I will decribe it a little:

Look for the city's most uniquely beautiful building. Let's call it Building A.

Once you get there, go around and look for the tiniest, ugliest, shabbiest, most dilapidated, highly unaesthetic buiding in the vicinity. You've found it? Yeah! This is our school and Building B.

"So what?", right?

Just enter...

It's 9 am. It's the time when, on paper, the students are at their best. It's the time when, officially, classes are going on, teachers are busy teaching and students are engrossed in absorbing knowledge.

But, lo behold! There's a whole big bunch of students blocking your entrance to the gate.

If you want to, you can stand aside and listen to what the hullabaloo is about.

You did that? No, no you don't need hearing aids these students had really just arrived. What about that guy who just sauntered in? Umm.. his dad's a minister.... umm.. what did you have for breakfast today?

Ok, so we were talking about going inside....

Once you step in, you'll see another crowd. If you care to, you can ask these kids what they are doing hanging around school. Most of them will roll their eyes or stare at you for being this dumb. The younger ones might tell you that they have their P.E. right now.

No, please don't ask me to tell you how P.E. and having a free class are related.. Besides, it won't be politically correct. ;)

Anyway, I think you should try some of the classes.

You might have some rather raw experiences but eventually you'll manage to access one or the other of the classes. The Maths teacher allowed you to enter! Aha! Just take a seat, wait and watch. Yes, yes you are not mistaken. It's not a Current [personal] Affairs class (sic).

If you are too... delicate to enjoy the gossiping you might try going to the I'C'T Lab. Why are you crying? You feel insulted because a teacher yelled at you for entering the lab as it has been converted (temporarily) into her private property?!?! Puhhleez, get a life! It's an everyday thing here.