lingo of my inner voice

Sunday, May 22, 2005

Tribute to My School Principal

My school principal was the best thing that ever happened to my ma'm. Ohh don't take it wrong. The thing is: this man hasn't ever bothered to see what is happening around the school so Ma'm had THE actual bossy authority. He used to come once in a blue moon in the school, aur woh bhi late duh!! He was extremely miser and selfish.
Mr.-idontrememberhisnamebecausehewasnotworthit- had a bad-est share of memory, he couldn't even remember the names of position holders(..and I felt so bad). Whenever he addressed his speech in the assembly, it was so muchos wali long speech that students collapsed one after another and after such 3-4 crashes of dizziness, he would sense a wake-up call of wrapping up his speech. The only nice thing that I remember about my school is LEARNING. Btw I sometimes wonder that why I always played cheapsters LEAD roles in my school plays, may it be a beggar, a servant or micheal jackson(with loads of makeup) :lol: Those were my sixty seconds of claim to fame(maybe more than that because I was damn popular man =P)

PS: Sometimes it is very important to write a bad post, reason??? its a secret.

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