White Rose

that's two songs, for a change. my two least favourite songs on the album. Of course I had to do this to prevent unnecessary confusion.

Durza made sure that i didn't go mad, but he was very, very close. This one time a soldier left a white rose in my cell. It was the only act of kindness during the whole time of my ordeal. That night, the rose grew into a vine which grew and burst through the ceiling, and reached to the moon. it was my escape if i could just reach out and grab the vine. But no matter how much I tried, I couldn't move at all. And then I looked away and it was gone.


I hope they weren't expecting me. I hope they didn't wait and wonder what became of me. I hope they weren't disappointed.

I realised that for the rest of this term there will be no fridays. maybe if it's a home game and I can leave early enough, but I doubt that. This is the end of it. No more discussion, no more perspective and unrelated conversations. No more politely declining free bibles. I hope they didn't expect anything from me. I was only in it for the wisdom. Other passers-by only wanted the free lolly. I represented the school well. I represented myself better.


Things are changing around the physical-here. Cleaning up. Throwing away things.
English essays and notes I never revised, the maths working-out scrawled on the back of them, newsletters, receipts, all gone.
My non-swimmer yellow band (which looked like a daffodil HOPE band), gone; my phone's terms of use and instruction manual, gone.
The tower I made from year 8 VA which earned me a merit, maybe the clay dragon too, the failed page of Mark's creative writing piece, Harvard's "how was your day" calendar which I never used because it was the same face every day, the sheet music for You Never Give Me Your Money and Badge, and the envelope in which I carried Mr. Smith's books. Gone.

And there's plenty more things which need to be cleared out.


I have a drawer which stores sentimental things and things which I won't use but still need. It's getting full. Maybe some of those need to go as well.

It's the bottom drawer of the table I made in year 9 woodwork. I still remember the days. So much has changed. It's sad to know that in a couple of years I'll be looking back at senior years and the things which I thought mattered.

Inside are:
-several FF albums
-the packet which contains my braces (which were made of nitinol, an alloy of mainly titanium and nickel)
-empty red pockets
-bank related things
-an uncompleted list
-gradelove letters
-my year 10 timetable
-the torch I used for DoE
-endwar, that game which I played for a while (but has a failed multiplayer player base and limited single player)
-safety goggles from woodwork/engineering
-my old, ancient, slow, couldn't run anything without huge lag except KoL, laptop; from 2003/2004 - 2009/2010
-the pen from the outing which I broke then fixed then never used again, except for the newspaper word-jumble thing which I never finished while we were waiting for a train to epping from macquarie, where I didn't know where the train station was and went the wrong way but thankfully you caught me, and I made a huge reference to Nat's video about running instead of walking, which I think only one of you understood, with my twin paper cranes from a chinese note, which my relatives folded and taught me how to fold when I went to China back in the end of 2008...
-school certificate folder
-spare retainer cases
-conductivity tester from engineering
-"WINNING EDGE STRATEGIES - TEN KEYS TO ACHIEVING SUCCESS", from Brett Sanders, speaker on year 10 welfare day
-the year 10 diary I never used
- and probably some other things hidden under all of the stuff

I guess I could throw away some of those things when I need room.



There aren't many things better than playing and even match, slightly favouring you, then them, then you, then them, and then losing. The best part of in person competition is the sportsmanship. Good game. Well played. Good game, everyone. Well played, everyone.
You got me.
I'm out. Well played. You deserve the win.
I'll see you monday