Ah. The strangest thing happened today.
While Alex and I were walking to the station after Bio, we caught up to Stephen Mai and began to talk to him and I found out the strangest thing.
Me: "Heyyyyy Stephen Maiiiiii."
SM: "Hey."
Me: "I just realised in the time I've been here since year 7, I've never had a conversation with you before."
SM: "Ahh. Urh. Yeah... Don't you hate me?"
Me: "Eh?"
SM: "Iunno, I thought you hated me or something."
Me: O_____O" "Why would you think that?"
SM: "I dunno, I just always thought you liked like you really hated me or something or like, I thought you looked like you wanted to kill me."
Me: "...Well that's new."
Alex: "See? I told you at ABC. He doesn't hate you."
Me: "Eh? You've discussed this in tutor before?"
Alex: "Yeah, one time he asked me if you hated him or something."
Me: "Oh."
O___O" That's an interesting response. I wonder what it is about my face that made him think that. Can't be good. >,>
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Thursday, September 10, 2009
Monday, March 9, 2009
The Second: Pullus Eximius
*sigh*
You know what I hate?
Bones in my food. >,>
You know, it's bad enough that I have to concentrate when I do homework (what homework? xD), but then my parents make me come out to eat, and I should be getting a break from having to exert effort, right? WRONG! Instead, I am forced to, yet again, exert work [which can be expressed in kJ] not only to put the food in my mouth, but to spit the bones out. =O As if wasting precious energy were bad enough, I have to put my most supreme brain to work, to pick out bone from flesh in my mouth. What kind of world is this, where I can't even relax during dinner?!
I'll tell ya! A twisted world!
Fear not however. One day, I'll breed some sort of pullus eximius, with solid gravy bones, that chemically react to form gravy when cooked! =D That way, it not only neutralises the hassel of having to spit bones out, but also the hassel of further flavouring the meat! =D
Isn't that an exciting prospect???
Hmm. You know what else would be mega-hectic? If I was immortal! =D
If you really know me, then you'd know that I love the rain. More than most things. I especially enjoy standing in the rain. IMAGINE THAT! I'd be able to stand in the rain as long as I want, without getting a cold! =D
Actually, if I was immortal, I'd be able to go to Africa, and be like, some godlike figure, not unlike that Kony guy! =D (except I wouldn't mass murder people, mutilate or otherwise, or be held accounted for 19 counts of rape >,>)
I'd get like, megacool coloured contacts, and like, they'd all try to shoot me, and I'd be like,
"Bleh."
and the bullets wouldn't do jack, and as I'd advance in on them, they'd be all like
"El shite!"
and bow down to my massive aura of hecticity.
I.e. I'd finally get a base in the middle of some bombass African jungle, and a bunch of Bleck ppl to bow down to me.
So, any ideas on how to make me, and me alone, immortal? =D
Oh wait, why ask you people? I almost forgot.
I'M the Unfailure Evident Majikal Strageging the Golden.
heh, sore ga suteki da ne?
-anh
Future Absolute Value of Kony
(taking into account that an absolute value, is the positive of any number)
You know what I hate?
Bones in my food. >,>
You know, it's bad enough that I have to concentrate when I do homework (what homework? xD), but then my parents make me come out to eat, and I should be getting a break from having to exert effort, right? WRONG! Instead, I am forced to, yet again, exert work [which can be expressed in kJ] not only to put the food in my mouth, but to spit the bones out. =O As if wasting precious energy were bad enough, I have to put my most supreme brain to work, to pick out bone from flesh in my mouth. What kind of world is this, where I can't even relax during dinner?!
I'll tell ya! A twisted world!
Fear not however. One day, I'll breed some sort of pullus eximius, with solid gravy bones, that chemically react to form gravy when cooked! =D That way, it not only neutralises the hassel of having to spit bones out, but also the hassel of further flavouring the meat! =D
Isn't that an exciting prospect???
Hmm. You know what else would be mega-hectic? If I was immortal! =D
If you really know me, then you'd know that I love the rain. More than most things. I especially enjoy standing in the rain. IMAGINE THAT! I'd be able to stand in the rain as long as I want, without getting a cold! =D
Actually, if I was immortal, I'd be able to go to Africa, and be like, some godlike figure, not unlike that Kony guy! =D (except I wouldn't mass murder people, mutilate or otherwise, or be held accounted for 19 counts of rape >,>)
I'd get like, megacool coloured contacts, and like, they'd all try to shoot me, and I'd be like,
"Bleh."
and the bullets wouldn't do jack, and as I'd advance in on them, they'd be all like
"El shite!"
and bow down to my massive aura of hecticity.
I.e. I'd finally get a base in the middle of some bombass African jungle, and a bunch of Bleck ppl to bow down to me.
So, any ideas on how to make me, and me alone, immortal? =D
Oh wait, why ask you people? I almost forgot.
I'M the Unfailure Evident Majikal Strageging the Golden.
heh, sore ga suteki da ne?
-anh
Future Absolute Value of Kony
(taking into account that an absolute value, is the positive of any number)
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