Running Naked Through Corn Fields

Not to worry for i, unlike many of our human brothers and sisters, would never subject anyone to actually seeing me running naked through corn fields.....

This phrase tattooed itself to my brain during this dreaded Year 13..... you see, i had the best time in year 12, my senior year at school.... infact, i had so much fun that when my results came in at the end of the year i was informed that i had failed 3 out of 5 subjects.... my only option was to repeat the year...and not have (as much) fun

Now in the words of a great guy "being held back has changed me" (-Ace Rimmer) from knowing everyone in my year level and never really having any confrontational problems with anyone to knowing a handful of people and being confronted with all that getting to kno you crap that wears thin after the very first time someone asked me "so why did you come back?".... hmmmm? gee i wonder why i would go back to the place that i had festered for a decade..? hmmm? to raise purple monkeys maybe? It was all a matter of Pride, Primitive, i know. but the harsh reality nonetheless.

So for a year, i attended school as most of my friends moved on to bigger and better things jobs, uni, travelling.... quite depressing really!

and all the time everyone and i mean EVERYONE said to me, oh don't worry it's going to be over soon..... this sort of statment was the single most infuriating thing anyone can say at a time like that.... my response was usually an outburst of "well its not over now!!! which is when it counts!!" followed by some daggery eyes of doom much like kuzcos from the emperors new groove...tut tut, very childish, i kno!

Another factor that didn't exactly sugar coat the situation was the population of girls brought up on Bratz dolls and boob tubes that looked me up and down when my back was turned but serpently smiled and joked when the more facial side of my body was facing them....

These things plus the monotonous drudgery of actually going to school and having to abide to petty rules was enough to send any teetering bottle off the shelf!

So during the whole year i dreamed of the very last day when i would explode out of the front office of the school crank up "Now I'm Here" by Queen and walk to the furthest point away from the building that encased me for 11 years...... when this day came, although i was walking through the very populated city streets, my mind envisioned the freedom that only Running Naked Through Corn Fields could possibly equal.