Occurance: 0130 hours.
Location: On the messy bed.
Situation: Completed physics for the day, transition break before starting on mathematical halucinations, lies, and deceptions.
Report:
Physics fiasco had just ended. Bed had been temporarily 'cleared'. Physics notes abandoned directly to the east, math's weapons of brain destruction situated south west on the bed along with stationaries.
Following incident took place:
Lies down on bed, creditless handphone being skimmed for no reason. After some time, I got fed up of the handphone and left it alone.
Moved my body a bit for better relaxation positioning. Realized a certain discomfort, a bit of numbing on the rear end, ie my ass.
Reached under my bum and found my mechanical pencil.
ME: OH lucky I found you! What if you broke? Exams next week you know!
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(continues) Hey, at least you're a HOT pencil now right?!
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...
(continues) OH GAWD!!! I'm talking to my PENCIL!
*smacks forehead*
Important!: Subject was found alone at the scene.
5 comments:
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whatever happen...life goes on!
it is a great way to destress... talking to something that doesn't talk back ;)
it is a great way to destress... talking to something that doesn't talk back ;)
least i gain comfort knowing that im not alone coz i do talk to myself sometimes =))
hahaha yes yes...a comforting ear it has, but a rude mouth it hasn't!
dilah, i wasn't talking to myself, i was talking to my pencil..two different things...so u are still alone hehehhee :P
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