Back To School!!

Hey... you... YES, YOU... check this out...

I'm gonna do something... that i have yet to do in any post in this entire blog..

curious??? well, you should be.. this incredible feat will be:

I'm gonna TRY not to complain.. (note the exquisite usage of the word 'Try', ladies n gentlemen)

ahuh... yeah... u lucked out on this one, buddy...

now, i COULD go on about how my injuries havent healed yet... but i wont
i COULD start about how strenuous my workout was yesterday (even though I enjoyed almost every second of it).... but i wont...
i COULD talk bout how seriously low on cash i am these days... but will i?? Nope...
i COULD drag on n on about how sleep-deprived I am during the week, especially this one.. but will i?? No Sir...

This time there will be NO complaints...

neways, since i cant think of anything to compl..err, i mean write about, im gonna share a memory with u guys... u know how, come September or January, there's all this 'Back to School' hype for the kids... a frenzy of shopping for schoolbags and supplies.. anyways, so whenever I hear this term, it brings back a particular memory I had in high school...

lets start from the beginning:

Millions and millions of years ago, dinosaurs roamed the earth.....

Umm.. wait... wrong story...

Ahh yes, here we go:

This happened in 2001 in the UK, during my final year of high school... School was in the city of Bath, n I'd headed down to London for the long weekend.. A classmate went along to London too, to visit his relatives. This buddy we'll call Tim.

So anyways, we head down to London, me visitin my cousins, him visitin his... so on Sunday we decide to chill out n all... met up, had a meal, hung out at Nike Town for a bit, checkin out suits for graduation, that sorta stuff... neways, we're chillin out...

before i go on, i gotta giv u some foreground on the story... we got to London by train, basically.. tickets paid for by school (they'd already extricated the money from us... literally.. cheap bastards).. so here's the deal, a school staff member went along to london as well.. and to ensure that we'd all return to school on time, he kept all our return tickets.. basically we'd have to meet him for the 6.45pm train Sunday evening... a couple of the younger kids groaned, moaned, complained (take ur pick of words), but basically u couldnt do shit about it... me n my friend, we're like, yeah we got no probs... so its cool.. so we head off... its all good mann...

neways, back to the story: so the 2 of us r chillin... n somehow one of us manages to glance at a clock... its frikkin 5pm... we're like ohh SHIT!!.. needless to say, we grabbed the train n rushed back... now, we decided that since my station was further away from Paddington station (where we'd catch the train back to Bath), id grab my stuff, meet him at his station, n we'd head there together... aight, sounds cool... so we do that...

I sprinted back home, packed my stuff (distinctly remember a FHM magazine with Katie Price a.k.a. Jordan in the UK), had second thoughts bout buyin a Halal pepperoni pizza, n got on the train.. I arrived at his station... n waited... i had no mobile phone at the time... he did.. lucky bastard... so im waitin for him... 20 mins... 25 mins.. 30 mins.. alright, I decided to call him up from a payphone... call him up n this happens:

Me: Yo Tim, where u at mann, ive been waitin for like.. ages
Tim: Yo dude.. i'm already on the way to Paddington
Me:.............................
Tim: (my name)... u there?
Me: WUTTHE****??
Tim: I was gettin late, so my uncle's like u better go
Me: Sigh.. alright, im gettin there asap..

So i literally slamdunk the phone receiver back into the holder... n im waitin for the train... only i realize, there's been no train goin to paddington since ive been here...

asked some dude, n he's like, oh that train doesnt come here anymore, so u have to go here n there, n then switch over to that train from there..

so i go... actually i didnt have time to do much of anything, cuz the next train came in just then.. so i did wut the guy told me, went here n there, n switched over to that train from there...

YES!! i made it... n its exactly 6.45pm.. awesome... the train barely opened its doors, n im outta there like Ben Johnson on steroids, carryin bout 2 tons worth of bags behind me... my shoulders r bleeding... and guess what:


I run into Paddington station JUST IN TIME to see my train pull out.. not to mention, the guy with my ticket was onboard.... i'll call him Devious Bastard from now on...doesnt matter though, cuz he doesnt appear in the story anymore.... so im watchin the train with my jaw hangin loose like i just got uppercut... n i see one of my friends just arrive as well.. n im thinkin.. atleast i made it here before him.. :P

neways, now i had a problem.. i had 20 bucks on me... ticket costs 30... sooo.... wut the heck do i do? so i see this friend of mine.. n i ask him how's he goin back, blah blah... turns out he's prolly the only dude who acted paranoid n kept his ticket to himself... we'll call him Lucky Bastard from now on... neways, so Lucky Bastard shows up... i ask him if he's got some extra cash.. the guy bullshits (REALLY easy to tell when he's bullshittin) n says he dun got anything... only the ticket back
so im like 'F**K!! now wut do i do???'

Im sittin there.. wonderin how im gonna sell my ass enuff to make some cash to get home.. just kiddin... was just wonderin bout how to get back... then i see a familiar figure approaching from the distance... WUTTHE!!! ITS TIM!!

so immediately im like 'DUDE!! u left on time to catch the train... wut the heck happened'... u wont believe wut his answer was.........

Tim: I fell asleep on the train, n went all the way to the last station...
Me: (Too shocked to say anything)...................... OOOKAYYY!! (looks up n whistles)

neways... so Tim had just 10 bucks n no ticket either... so we're totally dead.. (the thought that both our money put together cud get ONE ticket did cross my mind.. but i wasnt a bastard... Yet...)

so finally, we figure out.. the best possible way to get back ASAP.. is to get bus tickets.. which were like 11 bucks each.. so we headed down there.. turns out the next available bus is at 11PM.. no choice... bought the ticks.. ended up goofing off for the next 3 hrs... eatin some home-made chicken Tim's aunt packed.. even gave some to this homeless dude... invited him to join us for some chicken.. felt kinda nice to do sumthin for a homeless dude..

neways, so finally got on the bus... long drive back home.. did some thinking... Tim fell asleep n NEARLY missed our stop, so i had to kick him awake...

turns out we had just the right amount of cash to get us from the bus station to school... felt kinda weird roaming around the school halls at that hour (2.30AM, mind u...)

Sigh, the things we do in the pursuit of education...

Oh yeah, n the next day, the amount of heckling n shit we got from our classmates for missin the train was.. well.. pretty degrading.. so im not gonna write bout that...

Forgot to mention: Lucky Bastard took the next train back to school outta london.. did wanna ask him later how come he got from the train station back to school if he didnt have any extra cash... but i decided to let it go... wutever mann... we still ridiculed him for other shit thou...