Today I was faced with the difficult challenge of picking a blog to parody. I took an hour off thinking about which blog to do, then decided to check the poll(honestly, anyone with a brain would have done this first=/). When I saw that Fann had a vote more than Sanjay, I decided that doing a Fannjay *cough* parody(just imagine photos of me flexing between lengthy paragraphs) was to be thrown out of the window.
*cough*
I'm sure you all hope your votes count for something, and if you don't, well, it's high time you did. Votes do mean something to me, even if they just happen to represent the desires of the majority that will probably just be ignored by, oh, I'd rather not say who ignores the votes in our country. It's not like I'd give up the chance to drive an Aston Martin just to spend a lifetime in a jail cell for speaking my mind about my own country.
*cough*
Anyway, while planning out an elaborate post to confuse people, talk current issues, pretend most things don't matter and not take sides on fundamental arguments, it struck me that I have an econs test tomorrow. Last night I asked my econs teacher (on facebook of all places) if there was a test on Monday. He didn't see the message, but messaged me in the morning asking if I knew when the test was. Hmph... Forgetful teachers. Throw them into the Pacific Ocean!
"Hey, Sub-hesh(they really call me that in class=/), what does IMF stand for"
"Umm....(thinks for a moment).... Interacial Mother F**ker?"
And that's pretty much how most of my econs classes are nowadays. There's no more of that in-class omniscience that used to make it seem easy. I guess micro and macro are indeed miles apart. Back then it was always about wanting to know more, just to stump every one else in debates. Now it's just excuse after excuse for not hitting the books.
Well, I must have seemed like a real egoist to my classmates back in the first semester. I imagine not much has changed in the way they feel. I don't mean sound like I know something they don't, it's just that I'd rather not lose. Losing is easy. But losing well is another story. From what I recall of my childhood, I've never been a very good loser.
I was always a good eater though XD
*cough blood*
Ah, I'm glad there's always that sparkle of hope in the form of humour at the end of the day, and not just the ha-ha kind, but the burst out laughing kind. You know, when you think it can't get any worse, then something absolutely funny happens and everything else is forgotten. I don't understand how anyone can standing being miserable for more than 5 minutes. Even if there isn't humour to be found, there's always ice-cream!
*cough*
Hey, I am capable of writing short posts(but only when it's just a parody).
*cough*(i'm just kidding, you only *cough* 10% of the time. Which, considering you've been blogging for 5 years now, should add up to about 6 months worth of posts of coughing?=/)
Cheers!
P.S.
Just ignore all the grammatical and spelling mistakes, I'm not a robot.
No comments:
Post a Comment