Because It's Better To Be Irrational With Me Than Rational With Someone Else ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Rambling Is A Good Sleeping Pill 1/ Stan said we are BFFs. He has my back no matter what. But then, given the chance he would throw me down the stairs. 2/ HM complains he wants a new office. He cannot deal with all this bickering that goes on between me and my new BFF. But it's because he just wants in on the action too. What action?! As far as I know, besides him threatening to throw me down the stairs, break my fingers, do bodily harm to me, there is no action between me and Stan. 3/ I took the hardest exam in my life today. Possibly the last exam I will ever take. Or as my brother said: "Silly you, life is full of exams!" Eitherway, Stan made it a point to throw stuff at me during the whole exam. Later he said that what he threw were the answers to the exam problems; and as I pointed out that the professor is standing behind him as he is saying this, he says this: "that's okay, he can't see anyway." 4/ Apparently I should be proud of myself for solving the problem that all these chemists could not solve since the 70s. But somehow I managed to forget that I even did it. 5/ I go to sleep early, I wake up at reasonable hours, and yet I feel like I have been climbing mountains while sleeping. I have been seizing again. Not a surprise. It is not like I take medications for my epilepsy. And also, as Stan said after looking through my music on my IPod, "I am not surprised you have seizures." 6/ My friends called my vacation plans gay. Only Stan thought the plans were magical, but I think he was being an ass. And these are the plans, either: How is any of this gay? Everybody sucks. And sometimes I do too. Not today though. Today I am too tired. Actually, I am not even sure why I am up that late. Ahhh... goodnighty... 1:12 a.m. - May 01, 2009 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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