Old Tie Chronicles

I haven't written here in a long time -blah blah blah- introductory statements...

I sit here barefooted (I somehow lost my socks)and cross-legged in a corner in the Top Hall, surrounded by dancers and Major Lazer, once again truant (I do that more and more these days) pretty much in a generally crappy mood. You see I am now experiencing one of those moments when my tolerance of  this damn school is at a low. 

Now for some context.

Tomorrow is Jamaica Day... and the Drama Club Wedding. As the Drama Club president that makes the upcoming day one shitstorm of stress and responsibility. Naturally we are were going to do a play during the Jamaica Day celebrations. Yes. Were. You see I am now 100% certain that the school has decided to do everything wrong this year, and so instead of celebrating Jamaica Day we'll be having the Jamaica (almost) Hour, since they decided to limit the "celebration" to an hour... then request 15mins from that hour. Thus Leaving 45 mins for the CELEBRATION OF OUR CULTURE AND HERITAGE, because that must be all that it deserves... 

This pissed me off. It still pisses me off. And as a result of this hostility (I mean what else could it be?) towards it all, we (myself and those who were helping me plan and practice the play) decided that we wont be presenting that day. I really hate the decision for 2 reasons:

• I don't want to be remembered as the Drama Club president who never did anything for Jamaica Day. It sounds petty and probably it is, but I remember the president before me, and her inactivity, and how I hated the club that year (though probably still not as much as I hate it now...) But I don't want to be remembered as "that president". 
• This year was my idea year. Where Drama Club is concerned I have had my best ideas this year from The Death of a Don to the The Heritage Story. I as really proud of myself for coming up with these ideas and even my ability to visualize and script to some detail these ideas were things I was really excited about. However, none of them will come to fruition while I'm here. Hopefully it will be possible in later years, but I won't see them. That deeply saddens me. 

But OK, no Jamaica Day presentation, at least I'll have the wedding. Well since I wasn't in complete control of that I was a bit behind concerning its planning and everything. I took a role as we were short of people, ok. But now, the day before the production we have little to nothing ready. Ticket sales at this point seem pretty dismal and I'm just pretty down. Obviously this is still my fault as the president. The club's falls are my falls, the club's triumphs are the club's triumphs. At least those are my sentiments.

Overall I'm pretty tired. Tired of everything.

Now I've been wearing the old tie all week. Most people haven't noticed, but more and more people are asking me "Why're you wearing the old tie?"

To me it's symbolic. Though I guess in the end it doesn't mean anything.  But to me the tie now symbolizes the "Old Chesta". The one I loved. The one that was fun. The one that never pissed me off ever goddamned day. As if wearing the old tie will bring it back .  I know it won't, but it doesn't mean I shouldn't wish it could.

So I will wear the old tie. Hell if I can I'll graduate in it, I will. Because the Old Chesta is the one I wished for 7 years to graduate from.

-Me

  

/r/WritingPrompts

Basically /r/WritingPrompts is a subreddit, where people post ideas or premises for stories and others write using these ideas/premises. It's really cool and if anything it makes you write even more. Practice makes perfect. So I'll basically just write the prompt followed by my submission. Enjoy.
-Me

Prompt: "Instead of trading money for everyday things we trade memories."

Prompt: Write a short prompt about what it means to be from where you are from





Prompt: A guy comes face to face with death




Last one (though it's so incomplete I was actually in pain while I posted it. )

Prompt:   A world like Avatar: the Last Airbender except instead of bending the elements, people use musical instruments to perform magical acts based on what instruments.

Februarius: New Beginnings.

I've been meaning to write a blog post for some time now, and the idea was to recap and talk about the resolutions I made in my Ianuariis post. But, in light of recent developments, I realise I don't need to dedicate a whole blog post to that; just a paragraph really. Or a sentence. And all that sentence needs to say is "I've regressed in every facet of life I pointed out my need to progress in." Because this is what happens when you make New Years' Resolutions, you set up yourself for failure and disappointment. (Oh, all Primary school teachers are turning in their graves/beds right now.... starting several consecutive sentences with But, Or, Because, this whole paragraph is a disaster. Well Done, Mike.)

Before we go into the major discussion (yeah, the first paragraph wasn't enough this time) some more general announcements. Firstly: unfortunately The Death of a Don won't be possible this year. The more I pumped effort into it the more I realised that to present it at high quality wouldn't be possible in the time we have. I do have two smaller, less complex plays, one of which can be produced before the year goes out, so there's that. Secondly: I'M PLAYING A MAJOR-MINOR ROLE IN "WHERE IS MELISSA?" Right now, a month before production, I'm playing a role that commands one of the most complex parts of one of the most complex scenes, AND MY PART DOESN'T EVEN HAVE AN UNDERSTUDY!! I am so psyched for this play, almost as much as I am nervous about it. The closer we get to production and the bigger I realise the event is the more nervous I get. Plus I'm doing choreography. I've been pained up since yesterday too. Most importantly, however, is that this play has a serious and important message and I'm honoured to be a part of it, in any capacity. Lastly: I'm not starting my serious bog for a while, so don't hold your breath, however I've been working on my writing and after this post I'll put up some of my /r/writingprompts work, for you to see my skizillz.

Now for new business: I need to start over. Getting back my grades from last year had an immense effect on my parents, and even one or two of my teachers. More than I thought it would have. Therefore it has incited in me some very important thoughts, and after talking to my father just a while ago, will cause some actions to be taken. Some I won't be comfortable with. However for the greater good, my greater good, they must be done. Thankfully I don't have to drop out of WIM? but my time has to be better used.

I need to start over. This year has had a greater toll on me than I thought. My teachers, except for ~2 of them, aren't doing very well and school life is about as stressful as schoolwork. Drama Club has zero therapeutic effect now and I continue to suck at my prefect duties. School is now, what it has never been for me. Difficult. Schoolwork got difficult starting last year, but school on a whole has always been pretty easy. Now I pretty much hate the place as much as I hate my house, and they are trying very hard to usurp the place that my house has been in my mind since childhood, as the place I would do anything but go to.

I need to start over. In January I said I need to start taking school seriously, now I need to start doing it. That Carib IA, my labs, studying. Especially now with WIM? and all these responsibilities, less of my time is actually mine. So I have to start using my time better, regarding my schoolwork. I'll work out how my writing practice, and the time for my future designs will go, but everything is on a tight leash now. I need to be on point now.

So now, I make a second commitment to my Time. You must be used better if I'm to be successful this year.

-Happy February.
Me