Elevator Music?

So I thought I should start from here. Feburary 14, 7.43pm and my third Valentine’s Day at St Nicholas Secondary School.

The thing about having Valentine ’s Day in a girl’s school is that you have no boys to gush or waste your energy on. Well, there is to be no such thing as a wasted hallmark holiday! So, how do we solve the problem.

Some girl from the ancient year 2000 : Eureaka,I know, I will give every one sweets and say I’m celebrating the love of friendship.( excitedly whispers it to
a friend who is not paying any attention to the assembly. Something about morals
right?)

Girl’s Friend : (makes a face) Ew, isn’t that like lesbian.

Some girl : ( whacks) No. We are celebrating sisterly love you know the
thing in our pledge. What was it again?

Girl’s friend : jie mei tong xin?

Some girl: Right, that’s the one. I've got to start reciting the pledge
soon.

So they happily gave some sweets and WHAM it became a tradition.

Funny how these things come about. So once a year in our school, its gets a total revamp and turns into candyland.

Our teachers say the darnest things. It would be difficult to collate it here. But today he bought in a poem which I ignored because I was too busy squirming in my seat.

You see, he had a brilliant idea of doing a dramatic reading which was a fact lost in the course of shock that he was doing a dramatic reading with another female colleague.

A love poem no less.

It’s a little like cutting yourself with a blunt butter knife because hearing them is a little excruciating. Not that the gesture wasn’t ,erm ,kind.

You should know how it is.

On the other hand. 37 roses.

Irritatingly sweet