Tuesday, September 28, 2004

A little strings humour for you there. You wouldn't believe the number of jokes and moments of awkwardness that eminate from that single concept. That's the hormones for you. Heh. *** Got home from school at 5:55 exactly today, what with my friend and I hanging around Art Club to nearly 4:45 and her not having busfair on her. Tia: Hey, can I borrow a ticket? Me: Er. I had to bum off of Moni to get this one. Tia: AMELIA!!! The two of us then proceeded to run back to the school (600m dash) to see if said classmate was still around, in our respective pin-striped kakhi mini-skirt and clunky, overlarge sandals. (You can guess which belonged to whom, I should hope.) Amelia was gone and the school was locked. In fact, there was even a sign that hadn't been there fifteen minutes previous, telling us that the doors closed at 4:30, which makes little sense, seeing as we didn't leave for...a while. (Spent about ten minutes standing around the lockers, talking kanji.) Anyway, Tia phoned her dad, who came and picked both of us up, but not before we spent half an hour or so at the library. Which brings me to the Best. Thing. Ever. I had no sooner sat down in the generic library chairs after dropping my backpack on the floor, than spot an issue of Dragon sitting on the shelf across from me. It becconed. For it wasn't just any issue of dragon. It was the Ninjas/Dinosaurs/Monkeys/Pirates issue of dragon. Ninjas and pirates?! Dude. I wish I'd had the minimal cash to purchase a photocopy. *sigh* I shall have to spend many an hour searching for said stats online now. : ( Unless I break into the residence of some acquaintances of a particular Sammie-chan, as they, apparently, live across the ravine. O_o"" *** Tomorrow morning, I must go to the mall to buy appropriate clothes; I don't own anything that one could wear to a funeral, which means getting odd looks from people who think I ought to be at school. *** After reading a post by the fabled Azure-jiji (who seems to have realized I'm not n00b), I read through some of my archives. Man, I sucked. Ah well; that's what the past is for, I guess: to be ashamed of. T_T *** I never know what's going on. Ever have that prolongued feeling of, Why does the rest of the class get this when I don't, even when I do everything I'm supposed to? for eight years or so? Dah. My mom told me that "when" I become rich, I have to buy her every summer in Spain. I said OK. I shall buy her the best tent and porta-BBQ I can find. u.u I know what I want for Christmas. : O ... That's right. NEJI, it is. : D

Comments (7)