warm welcome

this is so cool! we used to have a gangwar, now both oppositions are under one roof.
fawesome. its so PENETENTIARY!!

one of our fellow mhssian comrades said:
orh, we cannot do alot of things here. everythings different.

and it already put me off, the instance the assembly started .
reading time, the students creed, polyphonic-ringtony bell chime, pink slips, daily tie-wearing flag-raising ceremony, oh yea. they even got ERP! and i brought my cash card. lucky.
dude! what kind of a sick school is this.

but when i step into my class. its a whole different experience. i feel as if i was thrown into the deep recesses of satan-infested hell. everyone is as satanic as Satan himself, classroom is a mere war-torn wasteland, teacher's yelling is inaudible, . and i got to admit that it i kinda feel right at home. sweet home.
noisy, distracting and bad study environment. but hell, ive always been through in this kind of atmosphere all along. i was raised this way.
the reason is that my class is populated with monkshillian. the final batch of normal academic. the reverse-pioneer. the crap of the crop. but cream when it comes anything unrelated to academic.
and to describe my classroom, its like a fortress. highest floor, at the end, overviewing others, above all. awesome. its like we are like in a maximum security zone, quarantined well away from innocent lives. and the class though its messy of course, but since its our temporary stay here, why not "utilise" the furniture, walls, upholstery and windows. like rock bands in a motel. and yeah, my class is always rockin. all class have a class motto, and we have a THE motto:

The Will To Win.

ill get used to it real soon. got some demonic pics, contemplating whether i should upload them or what, but its a no-doubt its gonna be a volatile subject. read: informer.