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Once again, im entering a post which is somehow directed to the victorian readers.

A certain "Guru Cemerlang" has invaded our land, our territory, our pride and joy, our dignity, our school, Victoria Institution. Her title itself has more authority to even say "fuck you, im right, you’re wrong" to the principal and she still manages to make the principal, or any other victim for that manner, think that he/she is the winner of the situation ( provided that the fella is a blur fella or something ).
Yes, the power of manipulation of words.
You say something to her that objects to her opinions and/or ideas, she will definitely, twist it to a certain degree that somehow, You ARE wrong to the administrators point of view.
Hah, funny thing about people that always give others advices, is that they just dont want to accept any from others.

Now, changes have been made. New, fucked up rules and regulations to be followed, codes of conduct.
No -body contact- whatsoever Especially in forms of hitting, punching, slapping or others in that sense.
No sling bags ( as mentioned before ), no phones and gadgets whatsoever, no rooms for clubs/societies (yet..and if there are, they are inaccessible during school hours), no double standard between form 5 *seniors* and the others (which has been taught, brainwashed and thrusted upon us all since form 1), and the best of all, A-newly-proposed-idea for the prefects board, <which may not be the best idea to post in here>, for the sake of everybody.

If you fail to comply, and kantoi’ed for breaking the rules, caning will be done by our beloved diciplinary board teachers. Which contradicts the very first law that they have introduced recently.
They are defying their own idea, their own logic, their own way of thinking and doing things.
By specifically saying that we are not supposed to have any form of physical contact with our peers at all, whereas in the same time they are granting the license for certain teachers to whack us with canes and whatever if we did any mistakes or broke a rule.
What do you think, if you see someone who’s smoking, is lecturing a boy who is holding a cigarette in his hands, about the dangers of smoking and telling him not to do so ?

I remember Mr. Gana giving his trademarked make-you-feel-guilty speeches and lectures to me, my class and my friends. Condemning us for being hypocrites. Proclaiming his love for the school tradition and culture, holding the vi crest embroided in his own shirt, and saying that we are destroying what is left of vi. Hey dude, my respect (and most probably others too) for you has disappeared. YOU YOURSELF condemn the freaking hypocrites so much, and you, yourself are one of them. Face the facts, dumbass. Your actions, of enforcing the ‘ideas for improving the school’ which was deemed a perfect plan from our Guru Cemerlang has actually brought about the dawn of the eventual fall of victoria institution.

Wake up guys! WAKE THE FUCK UP!!
What happened to "Batch Unity" ?!
United we stand? Bersatu teguh, bercerai roboh?

Its because of our little disputes, arguments and misunderstandings that are breaking us apart. The batch is freakingly divided. I know very sure that you know what im talking about, and you can see it clearly. Dude, because of these gaps, holes and distance, foreign bodies and invaders can easily enter and create havoc.

When i think about this, it reminds me of Mahatma Gandhi. I remember doing a whole case-study about him and the independence of India for a whole season of autumn back in the UK for history class.
Unity man, unity, thats the key to the whole game.
"Strength does not come from physical capacity. It comes from an indomitable will" - Mahatma Gandhi

Yes, exactly. The willpower should be as hard as concrete, that cannot be shattered. To not give up, is to succeed.

He brought independence to India by rallying up the indians, and protesting with peaceful methods. The British has made many new laws and rules/regulations that cannot be complied with the indians, and through Gandhi’s methods and rallying, the whole community flocked and united, and everybody disobeyed the rules.
Now, Are the British going to arrest and execute every single man from the city, the country ? That is downright impossible.

Yes, it applies to us as well. Its the concept. THE CONCEPT.
For example : If the whole batch wears a sling bag to school, are they going to confiscate every single last one of the bags and stuff it in Semang’s office or something? If we choose not to follow the new ideas and suggestions from some random stranger to the school’s traditions and culture?
We have to stand together. Unanimous votes for a motion will never go unnoticed. Yes, to stick together is a hard thing, considering all that we have been through. From the best of friends during forms 1 and 2, and now, the worst of enemies in forms 4 and 5.
Funny how things end up.. But the cooperation is for the greater good, a purpose, to stand up and prove to them how much it meant for us to uphold the tradition.
How it turns boys to men. How the process involved in the school activities eliminate negative values of little boys, mama’s boys, and spoilt brats. Vi has the ability to do so, if it is unleashed to its full potential and trust by the seniors themselves.

From my point of view, we need a leader. I personally think that Ashraf actually has the ability to rally us up again. Unite the batch. Forge the broken bonds of brotherhood. If you’re reading this, i hope that you get the message im trying to express out.

This is a Democratic Country. A Democratic Society.
We, the people, the students actually Make the things happen here.
We, Run The Show.
We, Know whats going on.
We, Have the Right to have a Voice.
We, Have a Right to be Heard.
And WE Will Be Heard.

I plead to thee, victorians of 03-07 to stick together in these times of trouble.
And screw the fucking hypocrites that claim to the whole world that they are making the school a better place. A tough phase, yes, where some have fallen, and some still goes on..
But with cooperation, unity and the complete united strength of the batch, im sure we’ll make it through.
This.. reminds me of the fitting motto on this year’s FC T-shirt.
"Faint not, Fight on"

Well then, i hope that you do the same too..
My fellow victorians.

Its been awhile since i last posted, and that Taiwan underwater earthquake thing, ruined my mood to blog about 2006.

Ah, now then, the first day of school.
Woah man, the air smelled so different as i filled up my lungs, inhaling the fresh, morning air. The sun was right there, on the nice spot, shining its rays at the right angle, with clouds to cover some of em, and breezes of air went past my hair, as i take a damn good look of my school.

Form 5. I never thought that i would actually reach here, to be regarded as a senior. To actually Stand here, right in the moment there, with other boys looking up towards you, with that degree of respect mixed with a hint of fear in their hearts.
It seemed like it will take forever back then, to be standing here as a Form 5. A big-enough title for the victorians, that has enough authority to make boys younger than you submit to your every bidding.
We own the school now. I thought..

No more ‘boy, you..’ or ‘you, come here, and do this..’ .
No more prefects yelling with volumes of more than 100 decibels right at your face, killing off your sense of hearing on the spot.
No more..

Then, something caught my eye…
Woah, look at them.. The freshmen.. form 1 boys.. I remember when I was one of them.
"wow.. what a big place.."  are one of the first thoughts conjured up in my head 4 years ago.
So innocent, so pure, untouched, untainted by the cultures and traditions in our "prestigious" school..
Hahaha! Look at them, running around, playing tag, jumping over and crossing the blue railings along the roads at the school grounds..
Man, after the orientation, i would love to see who, among these boys would dare to cross the railing later on..

Ah, moving on, Form 5 lines, it was so freakingly awkward. I was not alone. All of us were in a state of shock, we didnt know how to react or what to do. It was as if you attended your first ever funeral of someone you care so much, you didnt cry, you didnt feel any regret or sorrow, you’re just , there, emotionless and thoughtless.
It went on surprisingly smooth and with no problems or hassle, and by that, i mean 1/2 of the whole batch was pulled out to the back.

And my instincts were proven right again, the late-night-last-minute attempt to dye my hair black again was worth it. Raids have been conducted by our most ‘beloved’ teacher, Mr. Othman or popularly known as Semang, Gana and Sam. Haircuts were everywhere! There would always be remnants of hair along the corridors of the Form 5 block. Guaranteed.
A normal sight, just another "first day of school" for us victorians, i guess..

However, while some things remain the same for the past 5 years,
there were changes made as well. And sadly, it just had to be MY batch.

Here we got, the prefects board. Oh, the best out of them all, the 30+ students who have authority and power even more than teachers themselves. The ones that control the school, that uphold the school values and ethics.. and you get the picture..
Ahh… I remember when i was a Form 1 lad, there were only around 15 prefects, and might i say, they were one of the best ones ever. I would remember their faces and names, the ones that gave me detention classes, yelled at me, made me do push-ups.. and even 1 prefect at the time is enough to handle our lines.
But even the most prestigious board succumbs to the problems we encounter in this era.
Now, the number of prefects are twice more than it was 4 years ago.
Got a fella who just entered the school for less then 4 months got into the board, fellas with family ties and money, fellas who hisap’ed (suck up) the right teacher at the right time, fellas who went for late interviews and should’ve been disqualified,  and others…
What was used to be a very controlled intake and the process of selection that was known throughout the years to be the toughest..
Pfft.. I guess you cant have ‘em all eh . . .

The intake of new teachers have certainly made alotta changes here in VI. What do you get when you get some random teacher from some other random school, and try to make them live in the VI culture. What would happen? Clashes of course! We think differently than they do.
"Oh, back in <insert previous school name here> i used to do it like this.."
Pfft.. we dont give a damn on how you did things over there.
The ones who are unable to adapt to our way of living, have usually made appeals, complaints and motions to change the things over here.
And now, whats happening?
Sling bags are not allowed, too stylish.
Certain school shoes are not allowed (like mine), yes, too stylish.
And they’ve violated one of the golden rule out of them all, banning mobile phones.
Hahahah! Lets see you make that happen. PIBG, load your guns and prepare extra ammo, we’d need those in the next general meeting.

Form 1 orientation sessions. Whats happening? Teachers and parents are allowed in and around the hall ? I dont remember that happening 4 years ago. It was just the prefects yelling, and us, being petrified and obeying every command. But , now ? Being watched and every move observed, what’s happening? The teachers have lost trust in the students abilities to handle things. We cant do the things properly, is it ?

And lastly, one of the drastic changes of all.
The ones who would always encourage us to fly lines, the ones that were in a pact against the prefects, that try to go against everything they say.
The boys that were once green.
These people are now, asking US to go for lines.
Gus, if you’re reading this, well, your blog post, meant alot.

And of course, there are many more yet to come.
Man cannot deny change, for it is inevitable.

What do you think? Has anything changed in your school?
If so, What is it then ?