Kris Jasper and the High Schools

And that was Tuesday. I was in Bullring waiting for my friend GM when I saw them things called students. I think they're in high school because they looked poor. Well friend GM accompanied me coz I purchased a protector for my phone. Im actually paying £15 per month for this i-phone's insurance, I dont know why I still bothered to look for a protector.

I know Im not a behavioural analyst, but there's no law that will inhibit me from doing it anyway so I studied them things called highschool students. They just reminded me of my own school. Perhaps it was an outing of some sort, but as always, the first in line of them bunch are those noisy, short students. Whatever it is that they lack in vertical length, they definitely compensate via their vocals. These are your usual annoying, loud classmates.

Just one step away from them are the geeks and the nerds. They dont care about the hazards as they probably had risk assessed them in advance so they're in front. Actually these are the people who will be financially successful later in life. They might rake in millions after inventing an anti virus software.

Then 5 steps behind them are the eyecandies, crazy hotties and their jocks, also the crème de la crème. Just to bring any Public Display of Annoying Affection to the maximum level, they're in there. While walking, you'll hear those jocks bully the geeks and and the shorties, while their hot girlfriends smile and bitch at the same time. These are the people whom you think will be saved by sports and waistlines from the sorrows of this world. Very little do they know that their tinywaist will enlarge and they might have more fats than muscles later on... They still do not know that it's actually a person's brain and spirit that will make him successful. And perhaps, they never will discover it as they're either busy bouncing/kicking balls, or unfortunately die at an early age due to anorexia.

Then with them are the sidekicks. They're there to protect their masters. Not too close to be associated with them, but also not too far to be missed. These are the students who probably are mentally wishing that they can play balls like those jocks and actually has a secret crush on those jock's girlfriends (or maybe on the jocks as well).

Then behind them are the losers. The lowest in the ranking, the bottom in school's social heirarchy. They're either too fat, or too thin. They're the weirdos, perhaps your classmates who drools all the time. Them who has that green discharge that comes out of their nasal cavity since you can remember, them who has that foul odour, them who are really quiet and always looking sad but you dont actually care why, Him who talks to himself and sometimes answers himself back... These are the students who might end up working in photocopying machines, or they might just end their life very early. Whatever options they'll go into, I will never know....


Frankly, seeing them actually breaks my heart.


So I left the site and went inside Debenhams to spray Eau de colognes to myself.


Thank you.