Khail. 21. Finally a uni student!
Sometimes, all we really need is someone to talk to! And maybe a couple of laughs for good measure. Let's be friends, yeah?
I used to be puzzled by how my cousin takes an eternity to finish his lunch every time he eats in the office. At first I cast it off as something normal, I mean I used to take the whole afternoon for a single meal too. But today I have a much more grim and all too clear understanding as to why he can’t seem to eat like a normal human being.
Simply put, well, eating the food from your container is akin to chugging down dish washing liquid. That’s putting it lightly. And here I was so happy that I’d get free food! If I didn’t know any better I’d think you were trying to poison me. At this time I can feel my innards cooking up a riot. I can only hope I get home before things run amok.
Here’s a little hint: TRY RINSING YOUR DISHES PROPERLY SO WE DON’T INGEST DETERGENT OR WHAT NOT FOR SUSTENANCE.
I remember this particular time in the second grade when I was asked to read about snakes.
A good number of my female classmates spent most of the time cringing at the sight of these serpents. I distinctly remember Ashley crying because she thought she got venom by touching the snake’s picture - we were 8 at the time, okay? On the other hand, my male classmates had fun jeering at the girls, else mimicking the King Cobra when agitated.
I, being the weirdo I always was, was enchanted by how snakes can eat things many times larger than they are, and how they can shed skin. I took keen interest in the latter. So much that I tried looking for ways to shed skin like the snakes. When asked to do a presentation in front of the class about what characteristic of these creatures we found most amazing, I decided to shed skin.
It took me quite some time before I found that dried glue could be peeled off of most surfaces, even on skin. And so I did that in front of my class. Most of them were scandalized saying that what I was doing was gross. Again I remember wailing because a number of them thought I was dying. My teacher, though, found my little show amusing enough to give me a perfect mark. She commended my ingenuity, or something, I forget. And so just a few minutes ago, 11 years after that class, I decided to shed skin.
It was awesome.
with killer colds and a really sore throat. I now realize why I’ve been coughing my innards out recently - my tonsillitis was brewing. Getting sick is such a chore, and to be sick on a Monday? Oh joy.
On other news: I finished my transcription last night. Yaaay.