‘Are you running?’

For the student council, that is.

It’s interesting how a mundane lecture on election procedures could spark off such a flurry of discussion, 90% of the banter consisting of the question in the title. Perhaps it’s the juicy notion of a chance to boost one’s ego up real high. Or perhaps the appointment reflects well upon the bearer, listed in a future CV.

I’m not running, of course. Haven’t been much of a leader since, well, forever.

That grants me an audience’s perspective of the brouhaha, I guess - a position in which I am able to scrutinize, criticize, tear apart the dreams of my fellow students in my mind. A position which I relish, thank you very much. I’m so much better at venting dissent than administering regulation. Especially when the establishment is not in line with my warped sense of law.

Tyring to jigsaw the disconnected, incongruent emotional and philosophical miscellany of my mind is already driving me insane: how so am I to establish a code of conduct and implement any pertinent changes for the better in an institution of a few hundred people, when I have already proven unable to do as such for my one single individual? And this individual we’re talking about is one I’ve known for close to 17 years. Innate in identity, but foreign in the schizophrenic entropy of its inner workings, which I have attempted to reevaluate time and again to finally solve the question: who the heck am I? Reevaluating, but always failing to arrive at conclusive answers.

The paradox is that it’s me I’m talking about. I’m doomed to a circle of confusion. An ouroboros of tragic irony.

I feel so weird now. I think I’ve genuinely forgotten what it was to be me. I shall analyze this frustrating feeling underneath my skin soon - but how to?

Anyway, getting back to the council self-nominations:

Of course, a few stooges will try to flex their muscles of self-esteem, suffocating their brains in the process, and campaign for fun. I just fail to see the point. Counter-establishmentalism, you try to portray? No one will be fooled by your guise. Try wasting your time blogging, it really is a healthier reprieve. Type out something controversial enough and you’ll have the whole world’s attention beaming down on you.

I can’t believe I’ve digitally written so much on school politics. This is so not me.

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