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Friday, March 23, 2007
12:49 am

OUCHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
I WANNA SCREAM!!!!!!

Probably the most painful places to hurt yourself with a bruise I've heard so far is the shin, the elbow and the inner part of your arm.

RIGHT.
Like, this is really stupid, but I was walking to the toilet and I raised my arm to fiddle with my hair, 'coz the rubber band's like... coming off, and my left elbow hit the door frame so hard that for a moment my arm was like, NUMB.

eek... I just grabbed my elbow and squirmed. Darn, now when I bend my elbow it still hurts.

AND! It was all because I was rushing out 'coz my parents wanted to go to the track and exercise. WELL, of course I'd love to go with them. But my purpose wasn't to jog. I wanna have a nice, relaxing, destressing stroll in the quiet surroundings. Then I realised, wow. This place faces some really tall trees and bushes - kinda looked like a jungle, if not for the lights we see through the trees. It IS kinda thick AND dense. There were crickets! It sounded really peaceful, and the wind blew a lot, so it was pretty cooling.

As it got darker, it got a little bit scary, but it was still quite nice to walk there. Well, I think it is quite nice to walk there at night if you've got company or when you don't imagine the bad things that might happen to you if you walked alone.

BUT!!! Like, I was darn "lucky" lah.
So MOM and DAD were really brisk walking ahead of me and I was behind them, strolling along. They pretty much disappeared after awhile, so I was alone, walking... yeah, nothing much to do, so I had the time to think about stuff...

THEN... about the "lucky"... I was walking along, relaxed and all... WHEN I WAS SUDDENLY ATTACKED BY A FLYING BUG!!! Yeah, it was quite BIG... and it flew into my hair. So I horridly swept it away. *eww I touched A BEE! That's just creeped out man!
It flew AWAY, thank goodness, without leaving a sting on me.

Story over?
NO WAY MAN!
OH, not just that bee okay! I went to a bench and (it was so random), I just sat down, so I put my hands on my laps and on the left hand, I felt something!!! At first it was on my tee, then it dropped onto my pants when I sat (I could feel it!), I instinctively swept it away when I accidentally touched it lah! Like, SO GROSS! It was a HUGE (thumb-sized?) beetle. AND it was black. YUCK.

It was like filming "Revenge of the Bugs" or something. BUT - this time I'm not sarcastic - luckily that was the last big bug encounter throughout the whole stroll. I'm not afraid of small, soft bugs, or medium sized ones. But hairy, with stings, or hard-shelled bugs with that burly built and can fly just scares the *toot* out of me. Okay, I freaked for a moment, but I didn't SCREAM. From then on, I was like some sick person touching my hair and flipping my tee just to check that there weren't any bugs on me.

Haha. My elbow still hurts. I'm SUCH a complain queen.
SO! I really am dissatisfied with my COM 225 results. Like, 80/100 is a freakin B! Like, yeah. A B!
I rather have like, at least B+ or A-. Come'on! I worked so hard for that. Obviously your questions weren't precise enough, Dr. (RAMEN)!

HOW can you give me a 4/6 when my answer is so precise? Jocelyn's ones are even better and with examples but you gave her a 3/6?! HEY. I really really wanna see your marking scheme. I DON'T think all of us deserve such idiotic marks for your stupid essay questions. How can you expect us to give examples when you didn't even ask for them?! HOW?! If you want examples, ASK for examples! WE WILL GLADLY provide you examples. Of course, we KNOW of examples to give you, and we CAN prove that.

Like, URGH!

*pissed with YOU again* - yes, everyone is. You so gotta re-mark.
GET UP AND PROTEST PEOPLE! lol. - evil laugh and we can all pull through - AS IF! Right, think optimistic.

It's wordy, this post. I KNOW. =]

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