The race war that never was.

I don’t know about every school in the world, but I am going to pretend that I do, in saying that; Unley High School is a lot like every other school in the world. It is like every other school in the way that there are different groups; a lot of these groups of coarse are divided by race. You have the Asians who don’t really get along with anyone but other Asians, and they kind of stick with each other and don’t really say much to anyone else, they mind their own business and stay out of everyone else’s. I’m not going to bother getting into the little groups, just the other two big ones. You then have the wogs, who are what they, are, guys and girls from all over the world, and by that I mean they come from Greece, Italy or Lebanon... oh, and Rick is from Germany. Then you have the Aussies, which consists of pretty much everyone else. They are the three racial groups, unless you want to call rowers a race, which I guess they are in a way but technically they aren’t.

So there have been quite a few birthdays recently, a lot of people turning eighteen and the only way to celebrate a birthday is to get party hats and those annoying blowie horns, yes? Well the wogs don’t seem to think so. On Anna-Lisa’s birthday last week, the wogs went absolutely nuts when the annoying blowie horn things, which I’ll just call blowies from now on, and while the Aussie’s think it’s all well and good to blow a blowie to celebrate someone’s birthday, the wog’s think that lunch time is a time for them to sit peacefully and talk about rims or something, I don’t know. On Anna-Lisa’s birthday, the wogs went absolutely ballistic and raged at the Aussies for distracting their lunch time and to put it mildly, they really take things too far.

Today was Dajana’s birthday, I decided to go out of my way to buy her party hats and blowies to help everyone get into the party spirit and yeah, it all went pretty well. By pretty well, I mean that one of the wogs threw an apple at one of the Aussie benches, it completely missed and then Punda threw an apple that hit Rick right in the side of his face, which was found amazingly funny by everyone except for him. He got up and was ready to smash Punda before Henri put a stop to his German rage. Even Big Bustly Bubs was keen on getting involved on this race war, but before anyone knew it, the crowd was disbanded by teachers and the race war that could have been, didn’t go ahead.

Even though T-Bag (professional internet user) pointed out that party hats don’t hurt anyone, as of today there is a ban on party hats and blowies. It is devastating that some angry wogs had to put an end to what was meant to be a birthday celebration, but all I can say is I’m keen for Cam’s birthday tomorrow.