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Sunday, May 20, 2007

So Much Time

Damn!!!!!!!!

I am sooooooo cranky!!!!! Gah, you won't believe how cranky and pissy I'm feeling right now. I feel like throwing a little diva tantrum here.

Diva tantrum: screaming and wailing like a banshee, lying on the floor banging fists and kicking legs, tears optional.

I just am feeling frustration and boredom in general. Frustrated why? I'm not sure, but maybe it has to do with everything not going where I want them to go.

I'm paranoid about my performance in exams. I don't want to take any supplementary papers. I really hope I won't have to, but I am especially worried about IBE and MIB, of which there isn't any supplementary for the latter, meaning I'd have to retake the whole course next semester if I fail. Obviously, I do not want that. Seriously, it'll suck.

Life seems to be going nowhere right now. I feel like I'm stuck in a rut. And I'm not even sure what that means. I think I get like this whenever there's a long holiday. Holidays make me depressed. Because I usually have nothing to do, and too much time to think. I think too much!!! Why isn't there an 'off' button to the brain? It would be so useful. How? Let me list out the applicable scenarios:


Playing Dumb

Parent: Boy! Come here!!
Son: What?
Parent: Don't you take that tone with me, you come here when I tell you to!
Son: *irritable sigh* Yes sir?
Parent: What's this that I found in your closet?!
Son: *peers at porn magazines guiltily* Err..
Parent: Well??

Brain Switch: OFF

Son: Durr... Me dunno..
Parent: Don't you play dumb with me Bobby!!
Son: Bobo no play.. *drooling*

Cover My Back

Bill: Hey Kris, I gotta talk to you.
Kris: Yeah what's up man?
Bill: I'm gonna ask you something alright, and you gotta tell me the truth.
Kris: Er, sure..
Bill: I think Lisa's cheating on me.
Kris: ......
Bill: Thing is... I think she's cheating on me with one of our friends.
Kris: (Damn! I told Mark to leave me out of this! Dammit! Ok stay cool)
Kris: And your question...?
Bill: Dude, I think it's either Mark or David. Since you're rooming with Mark, I'm sure you would notice if he's been seeing Lisa lately. So...?
Kris: (Damn damn damn) Well we haven't really been hanging out lately...
Bill: Oh, so has he been unusually busy lately? Anything out of the ordinary?
Kris: Uhhh welll...
Bill: Is he on the phone a lot more? Has Lisa been at your place more frequently lately?
Kris: Err...
Bill: *getting suspicious* Kris, come on...

Brain Switch: OFF

Kris: Ooohhh birdieeee
Bill: Dude, what the hell, leave my hair alone, and look, about Mark and Lisa-
Kris: Ooooo *yanks*
Bill: Dude stop it!!!!
Kris: Heeheee Billy angry *yanks harder*
Bill: FCKKKK that hurts
Kris: *toying with a fluff of what used to be Bill's hair*
Bill: Screw this man, I'll just ask Mark myself.
Kris: *releases fluff into the air* Fly birdie flyyyy

Meltdown


Stressed Ned: I wish they'd stop dumping so much stuff on me...
Wife Thelma: I'm sure it'll be over soon honey..
Stressed Ned: You don't get it!!! It's not easy!! I have so much hanging on this project, and yet they're piling up other stuff on me!!!
Wife Thelma: I'm sure it's hard but-
Stressed Ned: *ranting* What do you do anyway?? Stay at home! You know nothing!!! I'm the one who keeps this house running!! I pay the bills! I pay for the food! I pay for the kids' tuition!
Wife Thelma: Now calm down dear-
Stressed Ned: It's easy for you to say, 'There, there, it'll be okay' but it's not that easy!
Wife Thelma: I know it's not, dear it's not my fault so-
Stressed Ned: Dammit does no one appreciate what I do in this house?! *rants some more*
Wife Thelma: DAMMIT just calm down and SHUT UP *grabs Ned by the neck*

Brain Switch: OFF

Relaxed Ned: Mmm..... *visibly deflates*
Wife Thelma: There isn't that better?
Relaxed Ned: I want cookie
Wife Thelma: Not now dear, it's late right now
Relaxed Ned: Cookieeeee
Wife Thelma: I'll bake a batch tomorrow just for you
Relaxed Ned: COOKIE *starts crying*
Wife Thelma: Aw shit, ok ok stop crying

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Hmm... That was such a load of crap. I have such a gift of bull-shitting. A natural bullshit-artist. Yay me. Ok gonna go read my Stephen King and nap after that. Ciao.

ps: Alyaa!! Hope your dad's doing fine!!! *hugs*

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