Where'd all the good people go?

Gaddammit. I cant believe how the absence of a few members from a club back in highschool was enough to kill the drive that they (including me) worked hard for. Not even the iron fist of Jess was enough to keep things in order. The older members couldn't do jack shit either due to the influx of squater noobs brought about by the enforcement of a new 3rd year policy which states that they need to have a club in order to climb the damn highschool ladder.

Fuck it.

The 'Speakers & Actors Co.' used to be a group where I could enjoy myself in. A group where I can unleash my Gawd given talents for all to revel in (Yeah. I'm that good). Friends who share the same passion that freaking burns my insides out.

These guys...



Were Family...

Sadly, from what I heard that kind of bond dont exist anymore. Its been replaced with chaos, disorder... the works. And from what I heard, the advisor (Ms. Huertz) is doing little to quell this destruction of art, talent and creativity.

I actually thought the club would bloom under her command, guess I was wrong. I miss Rocky. Rocky rules.

But honestly? I hoped that some kids would fill the gaping holes that we left when we graduated. I hoped that mini-Mikes and mini-Tyrons and mini-Besa's would dominate in our place. Yet one could only hope for so much...

When I left CSA on the way to Greenbelt, I was riddled with a shitload of questions...

"How did it all go to hell?..."

"Is there anything that I can do about it?..."

"Jesus Christ, where'd all the good people go?..."

Sigh.

I'ma gonna to ponder if I can do anything to fix things..

Well, laterz

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