Saturday, August 9, 2008

Radio-huh?

Now playing: OK Go - It's A Disaster

Lolz. Thanks again Kris, for having an 'exceptionally' oblivious friend. Radio-huh?. XP

.....Lol..... I never really thought of it as this way, considering that I always went about without concerning myself with any PARTICULAR thing, but damn..this time it really did hit me, Jill and I actually... We really are a group of massive screw-ups aren't we?? - our group of friends.
And the only probable reason I can think of as to why we still can afford to be friends is simple - because our stories are pretty much the same, they're all big, monolithic screw-ups.

It's definitely weird, seeing supposedly 'everything'..
Facade, a very obvious one at that.
At least there aren't 'No fricking way..'s anymore

But you know what, screw what people think. We're fucking screw-ups, each and every one of us. And I don't think there's any possible way to deny it, you could try, but there's always gonna be that lingering thought of 'what if's' always coming back to hit you.
You can't give anyone up.
Resistance is futile blah blah blah.
Decimation however, is very much impossible, and not to mention inane.

What's the point? I really need to know.

Kristal, you can't tell the person. The third person observer. Let me stress on the '3' part.

...

6 hours at school on a Saturday can lead to really weird discoveries, and barely-logical-but-still-is-there type of theories.
Mehh, like I said, bunch of screw-ups. And screw-ups are prone to screwed up things.
Unfair? That's life. A big, arrogant bitch at that.

Anyhoo, school was uber boring. And just for my dear deskmate Jill, I brought that humongous A-Z Health book, I think my bag's pretty much torn now.
And Puan Lin's absolutely LOATHSOME. She read my fucking Paper2 to the whole class yesterday, WHILE I WASN'T EVEN THERE HOMG I HATE YOU INVASION OF PRIVACY!!. My Paper2 was actually kinda screwed. I got full marks for SectionA&B but lol, I got a 2/10 for my literature. Factual distortion lol.
Riigghttt..Is it my fault that I forgot how some really boring novel about a king-impersonating guy and his two fanboys saving a hopeless ruler whose future-wife's name sounds like a yogurt drink?
Clearly, no.
Personally, I would've easily written about Sapt and Fritz and their gay relationship. But nooooooooooooo, I had to bother my poor brain by writing some crappy thing about the relationship between king-ripoff dude and yogurt chick.
*grumbles*

Right so, you're not gonna die, Jill. Tachycardia doesn't necessarily mean death, or even thalassemia for that matter. And fyi, active birth is completely normal, tapeworms too. So quit being revolted by it. That and irritable bowel syndrome as well. Completely usual.
Seriously, I couldn't help but to laugh whenever Jill flipped a page. It was like this..
Me: *does Science*
Jill : *flips page* *horrified cum repulsed face* EWWWWW
Me : *looks up* Lol. That's a breech baby.
Jill : Doesn't it hurt?
Me : *explains thoroughly*
Jill : *flips page* *repeats WTF-NOO-EWWWW face*
Me : *looks up* That's vaginitis.
Jill : Why does this book have so many vaginas. Shheeeshhhh, guys have breasts too.. STOP USING WOMEN!!
Me : *snortgigglegrins*

Then after that I was attempting to get a frostbite by wrapping my index finger with a torn bookwrapper strip. Naturally, being the un-self-destructive person she was, Jill tried to get it off. Sheeeesh, so experimentally-challenged.. =P
So this happened.

Me: WHY WON'T YOU LET ME GET A FROSTBITEE!!??
Jill : *tries to get bookwrapper off* Oh. What's that?
Me : *blue-finger-breaking gesture*
Jill : EWWWWWWWWWW............ I wanna do.


But 5 minutes later, after practically giving Joevy a heart attack and making Carey follow suit, I took it off since it was starting to hurt like hell. A small sign that my finger was gonna break any moment, but it was numb right after. For some reason, I just love looking at my finger go blue.

I'll weigh you down
I'll watch you choke
You look so good in blue

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