PPC

With the start of the new term our misadventures have been few and less dangerous as we are used to. However we are not lost Wk 2 was marked with the establishment of the PPC [if you do not belong to the PPC you shall never know what the PPC is]. This has been a funny occurence during lunch when a set of 5 boys walk down the midlleof the quad waving their oloured sticks and having people just stare as though "F*** they are retarded" and we simply reply by going "I should of got another". But we the PPC are still dissapointed by the Canteens mis-handling of our vital source of energy not yet have we recieved 1 that has no ice or the stick isn't covered from it melting then freezing. NOT HAPPY JAN!!!

Also the introduction of hand-ball into lunch timehas been a welcomed accompaniment. Where many a people sit or stand around to watch Aaron our simple minded friend, try to hit a ball in mid-air or yell at someone else for hitting it so hard. His inability to put hand to ball (haha read that again (=......) is so bloody funny even Tristan our twiggly little stick has been known to last one rally and to even touch the ball.

P.S NIGGA STOLE MY BIKE (party boi)

Fun: gone

Well, recently, after the holidays of it still managing to be well hidden, our hockey stick as mentioned in previous posts, one week back in, we hide it in a different spot. Then it's gone.

That's like, our entire source of fun at lunchtimes gone. What are we gonna do with our unwanted pieces of fruit now? Throwing it at kids isn't half as much fun as showering them with it.