Wednesday, December 24, 2003

Good day.
A time comes, but it comes rarely in history, when the fool multitude, the uncouth masses (such as yourselves) get the singular pleasure and humongous honour of reading the writing (or, for that matter, typing) that issues forth from a hand that you know to be so much superior to your own. So it is that you are doubly blessed, for not only do you have the aforesaid honour, but you are also privy to the musings of the great and glorious Leader of the Bloodfist Klan, me.

Marshall Law has been declared by big C at that godforsaken place. The panic alarms have clearly been sounded. The state of alert is depth con three, and the cry for man battle stations is heard once three periods. The reason for the hue and cry the great and glorious school tradition of The Priya March. The evil will always attempt to suppress the good, and it will always fail. So it was with Mahatma Gandhi and his March to Dandi, and so it is with us and Priya. The first act of suppression has been the expulsion of six defenders of the cause ( class XII students) from the school because they went to Priya after school. 'After' being the operative word here.
She sent people with video cameras to priya!! I have personally seen the video and can swear to the fact that there were teachers literally rounding up students against their will and taking them to The Frozen Throne (Big C's office). The images of those poor souls lined up at the Throne will be engraved in my memory for ever. The forward guard, those that constituted the company that captured the students, had many an evil soul in it, including one who, I believe, deserves special mention. He is the one computer teacher that I honestly dislike. I will not mention his name but he has a mole on his nose that makes it look like he is doing a great balancing act with a football.
Also, chemistry class today was like the skies over Burgundy in WWI. If the planes were not made of paper, I could have sworn that Baron Manfred von Richtofen and his eleventh chaser squadron had, indeed, flown again. The teacher made the unforgivable error of leaving the extra assignment sheets unguarded.
We came in second in the computer quiz, but that is totally Da Geek's fault and I am, of course, blameless in the matter.
I believe Christmas is around the corner and St. Nicholas is expected any time. So to anyone and consequently everyone, Merry Christmas.
AZGEZ BLOODFIST WAS HERE !!!

P.S. - Baron Manfred von Richtofen - The infamous, Red Baron.
Eleventh chaser squadron, German air force - The Red Baron's personal squadron, also called Richtofen's flying Circus.

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