Post by malakye on May 31, 2007 14:12:21 GMT 1
A new start. Fresh, Crisp and well new. Starting at a new school was in my eyes always fun. Meeting the new people, seeing all the new places. Its was fantastic at times. Especially when in a new country as well. This was for me, most likely the best day at school i would ever have. I would be in the school for long anyway. I was only here for the rest of the year how ever long that was then i was free to go to the football, baseball or whatever and kick some seppo's heads in with my ol' man. This was going to be an awesome year. The British revolution was in coming.
Walking through the corridors i was dressed in a new attire. I had on my bright shining white K-swiss trainers. Those where partially covered by my Dark blue baggy jeans with a white fade. Those where held up by a superman belt. The buckle was black and silver. Cheap steel really. Over that was a simple mix of two tops. One was a Grey long sleeve top. The other a red short sleeve top. It had a logo on the front. Two DJ decks with the words jungilist movement on it also. Accompanied to that was my Headphones around my neck covering my simple cord necklace with panther claw. The headphones where blaring out a typical British tune of my liking. The Streets. The irony of it all.
I looked around. This school was bigger than my last, a lot bigger in fact. Everything here was bigger. Which to be honest was cool. Everything seemed cool. Simple calm and cool. I thought I'd fit in a well as i could. Until i talked that is. Wonder if these Seppo's would understand anything that came out of my mouth. I doubted it. I really did. I didn't know anyone other than people from London who could understand me. Cockney rhyming slang. Good and bad i suppose.
I decided to look around first. Try to see what was within this schools walls. What it had to offer and what it would be like to be here. So i walked along the halls. Looking through class rounds doors. Trying to get a feel for the place. Trying to instigate wither or not i would indeed enjoy myself. Looking from one room to the other gain my attention, So when i turned i turned into another student. Our shoulders clashed and my tall sturdy frame shook the other student a little.
"Sorry China!, Didn't catch ya there, I was just hav'in a butchers at the class rooms, didn't mean any Barney rubble China."
The student looked at me with a look of disbelief. As if an alien was actually talking to him.
"Sorry again i must have forgot. I'm from The great U.K mate. I speak in cockney rhyming slang mate. Let me explain to ya." I would say trying to make myself not look like a freak.
"China, means mate. Butchers, means look, Barney rubble means trouble mate."
The students just smiled shook his head and walked off saying 'no worries' and 'see you around'
After that i carried on walking down the halls. My music playing, my head now bobbing along to the slow beat.
I would mutter something as i walked along
"Seppo. I.e septic tank for Yank" I would chuckle after i did this as well. America would be fun.
Walking through the corridors i was dressed in a new attire. I had on my bright shining white K-swiss trainers. Those where partially covered by my Dark blue baggy jeans with a white fade. Those where held up by a superman belt. The buckle was black and silver. Cheap steel really. Over that was a simple mix of two tops. One was a Grey long sleeve top. The other a red short sleeve top. It had a logo on the front. Two DJ decks with the words jungilist movement on it also. Accompanied to that was my Headphones around my neck covering my simple cord necklace with panther claw. The headphones where blaring out a typical British tune of my liking. The Streets. The irony of it all.
I looked around. This school was bigger than my last, a lot bigger in fact. Everything here was bigger. Which to be honest was cool. Everything seemed cool. Simple calm and cool. I thought I'd fit in a well as i could. Until i talked that is. Wonder if these Seppo's would understand anything that came out of my mouth. I doubted it. I really did. I didn't know anyone other than people from London who could understand me. Cockney rhyming slang. Good and bad i suppose.
I decided to look around first. Try to see what was within this schools walls. What it had to offer and what it would be like to be here. So i walked along the halls. Looking through class rounds doors. Trying to get a feel for the place. Trying to instigate wither or not i would indeed enjoy myself. Looking from one room to the other gain my attention, So when i turned i turned into another student. Our shoulders clashed and my tall sturdy frame shook the other student a little.
"Sorry China!, Didn't catch ya there, I was just hav'in a butchers at the class rooms, didn't mean any Barney rubble China."
The student looked at me with a look of disbelief. As if an alien was actually talking to him.
"Sorry again i must have forgot. I'm from The great U.K mate. I speak in cockney rhyming slang mate. Let me explain to ya." I would say trying to make myself not look like a freak.
"China, means mate. Butchers, means look, Barney rubble means trouble mate."
The students just smiled shook his head and walked off saying 'no worries' and 'see you around'
After that i carried on walking down the halls. My music playing, my head now bobbing along to the slow beat.
I would mutter something as i walked along
"Seppo. I.e septic tank for Yank" I would chuckle after i did this as well. America would be fun.