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color me blind
There was a point to this story, but it has temporarily escaped the chronicler's mind. - So Long And Thanks for All the Fish by Douglas Adams |
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A female member of the homo sapiens species
(warm-blooded, omnivorous, currently alive) Diet includes walrus diarrhea, preserved portions of man-made worms cooked in boiling water and the outermost layer of flesh of eggs that have been incubated, raised, beheaded, plucked and fried in oil. Extremely unpredictable, high-five on sight. tagboard
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I am so dead for LSCEP. It seems that my family has developed this 'default answer' to every question we're asked. -before dinner- Awdreetoo: Eh, where's mum? Me: How am I supposed to know - downstairs what! -later- Awdreetoo: Hey, you got see my palette? Arrick: I dono leh, eh, in the sink. For some reason I was laughing at this. o_o I have no idea either. Because my dad usually knows the shortcuts to the places around JB, the GPS usually gets ignored. And it's always crying out in a tired voice, 'Recalculating...' We have a bet on how long it would take before its patience wears out and it screams 'Thou fools, I wash my hands of this matter!' and eject us all out of the car. So we go out of our way to avoid the routes the GPS suggests. Which kind of defeats the purpose of having a GPS. People are scary. Because, sometimes you just don't know what they're thinking. Telepathy doesn't work either. The only way to understand that is to become one of them, and that I'm never going to do. The countdown to june hols is beginning. Lectureship first, then homework chionging, then two weeks of insanity. With PBL and CCA in between. Gah. |