Test Run

My blog is dead. I can infer that my soul had died. It has been revived. Thank you MLIA. Dam you Red Bull. I will sue you if I get diabetes.

Anywho, the point of this post is to start on my proposed project on writing a story about my beloved class, 09v13. Be-loved. Interpret. Also take note that the main point of each and every post on this blog is primarily to waste your (the consumer) time and for me (the producer) to enjoy all benefits (e.g. Laughing at the idi... lovely & awesome people who read my blog)

Let's start.

Uniquely OneThree. Chapter One: The Beginning

It all started when 24 students from various different school were gathered together in one class on one fateful day. I don't remember when that fateful day was, as I have STM. However, I do remember that it was the day where each of the 24 people were to have a turn, or rather a twist in their life. It was our individual decisions that brought us here, together, but it was a greater being that got 24 of the most crazy and partly awesome (in our own way) people into one class, one political entity. The second part is an example of how awesome we are. I'm not quite sure what a political entity is, unfortunately. This is probably because I forgot to pay attention during Lang Arts class. Anyways I never understood our teacher's Chimology which she conveniently did not explain and instead let us wonder what the hell she was talking about. Sometimes small scraps of paper, which for some REALLY strange reason got a teacher pissed when I wrote notes on them, really help me understand the topic and get my juices flowing. By juices I mean saliva. Thankfully many of the people in the class sleep during lessons, and one very awesome and unique fella donates packets of tissue to those in need.

I have really no idea how I got from humble beginnings to drooling. Therefore, thus, hence, henceforth, in conclusion, I'm starting a new paragraph.

My class, 09v13, is an extremely awesome class. However, our definition of awesome might differ from your definition. We use a totally different dictionary. Our awesome is actually not awesome, its average. (I <3 MLIA). Well one very philosophical monkey once said, "If everything is right, nothing is left". Digest that. How I interpret that very simple quote is that 'There is no such thing as perfect, no such thing as being happy and awesome all the time, no such thing as being high forever. Because if everything is right, nothing is left for us to ponder over, to feel guilty about, to change for the better, to share our hardships.' A very inspirational speaker once said, as he quotes from another source, "When 2 or more people go through the same life-threatening, fearful and scariest moment of their lives together, they develop a close bond that no one can break." (It goes along the lines of that, I hope you get what I mean. I really hope so.)

This class has gone through many phases or 'eras' as I like to call it, but we have pulled through them and.... probably did something that made us change for the better. We have lost trusts, gained stronger friendships and gone through life changing moments, for some. But I have to say, I really am proud of 09v13, so far. Actually I'm more of amazed then proud. I don't think being proud of this class is a good thing, seeing our ever so slightly improving results. Well more will come in the next chapter, which would probably be about how awesome a certain group of radical "terrorists" who basically wreak terror to themselves and provide entertainment to others.

Au revoir!
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