Sorry for missing last week, everyone!
Ah, so it is school week.
Instead of ranting, or telling you about my friends or whatever, I’ll do something worthwhile. I’ll write something meaningful.
Start noticing people. Start noticing the cleaners and the teachers and the IT staff that wear way too much cologne.
Start noticing the students who pass through the school like strangers. Start noticing the new shoes, and the ragged ones – the old ties strewn across the floor, remnants of perhaps a fight or a friendly game.
Notice the scars on the wrists and the scabs on knuckles. Glance at the sky, glance at the floor, glance at the underneath of tables.
Trace your touch over the surface of a table and feel the scratches of “JOHN WAS HERE 2014” and “AMY LUVS SIHAN”. Perhaps leave your own mark on those tables, as long as you don’t get caught.
But start talking. Start noticing, start glancing, start touching. And start feeling.
Don’t be a stranger. Don’t forget anyone, don’t let anyone forget you.
This school, it’s a safe haven – it’s a hell.
This school, this school – it means something.
It only means something, if you let it.
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