Moan, groan, again

I can't believe I actually submitted a Students' Council form... I thought we'd already been through that. I had a talk with my KI teacher today, he told me basically stuff I already knew but hadn't really thought about--as in really thought, the way normal people would before they throw five bucks down the drain and set about photocopying and writing and photocopying.

Students' Council means Student Slaves, or Cheap Labour. And I know that...I know that...ahahaha, I mean, I've already seen how they've got to do all kinds of ushering crap during events, ie. Founder's Day, which I plan to skip next year.

Worse still, BOTH first and second- intake orientation made me really depressed. Like Bernard Marx in BNW, just that they're (the other kids) actually the ones who are most like the readers and I'm just a bloody wet blanket who can't HELP it. But hey, I like it...

But Student Slaves also means something I can put on my SGC (school graduating certificate)...it's a bit of a difficult choice, especially since I'd like to take H3 Literary Criticism and I still haven't gotten down to making any literature notes (for H2), and I've got Debate as a CCA (curse it all, it doesn't look too promising, I've been left out of the swing team for my own school's inter-cols--but there's always EXCO to look forward to, IF I get in). And plus, if I get into SC, I might be able to plan some not-so-corny events.

Bleargh.

Interesting superfluous point: when I went to hand in the form in SC room (Council Room, they call it, a really grand name for a place that's practically overflowing with cheap plastic cabinets and other junk--which is what happens when forty people share a little room), I saw the fellow who was in charge of my orientation group. He quickly went to the back of the room and disappeared from sight. I wonder whether or not there was a correlation in all this? And what does he think I could possibly do to him--say hi? (and hells no I wouldn't)

And there was some really annoying Christian pop song playing as well, called Hosanna (I know becuase they play it just about every Monday during chapel). As a result of this, I couldn't concentrate on my physics practical lesson which came afterward because it kept playing my head...and it's playing NOW, again--!!!