we don't have sophomore year in australia - we have year 10
anyway, at the end of year 10.... i find some disk in some computer in a teachers' staff room and found it had files with scores of students' little comments on themselves for use in the school yearbook
two dudes i hung out with sometimes at school had their self-written comments on that disk like:
'most embarrassing moment: falling of my skateboard'
i changed that to: 'finding out i was a girl in biology class'
and suchlike, a few more changes here and there
days or weeks later we had some big ceremony for our scrappy year 10 diplomas saying we were good to go to community college and become welders...
everyone milled around outside after the ceremony and got their yearbook and started ogling them, i watched my friends faces with interest.... clearly i wasn't autistic as i was able to read their facial expressions and body language masterfully........ how amusing....
one anglo-saxon lad thought to himself he would like to beat me up, welcome to try cowboy, ha ha..... even though i hadn't even changed his comments... maybe he felt some gay, or racial love for his fellow humans, our brothers on this giant planetary school of life
needless to say my buddies were shell-shocked......... but i ask you: what's wrong with finding out you're a girl in biology class?
true story
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