I realise I do the stupidest,most useless things when my exams loom around the corner.(like, tomorrow.) It’s like suddenly I have all the time in the world to do things that I’ve put aside for months.
I’ve been taking photographs of that inflamed incisive papilla of mine for the past few days to see if there’s a reduction in size. It hurts like a bitch. I’ve been consuming 4 panadols per day to get rid of the pain. Can’t afford the time go to the dentist(oh the irony) what with the exam and all. I actually took a photograph of it(zoomed one) and showed it to my dean. He said it is very normal and by cleaning it a little and flossing it somemore, it’ll go away by monday. And today is Monday. 🙁
And then today when I was half way studying, I heard “Paddddlle Pop! Padddle pop! Super duper yummY~!” from a distance. I took my keys and ran out of the house to look for the paddle pop man.
I saw him drive away from the other side of the playground(the play ground is about 50m wide). I felt so sad because I really wanted to eat some paddle pop ice cream at that time.
Then I stayed very still, very silent, trying to make out the jingle of the ice cream man. I heard the motorcycle turn into Andy’s row(the row in front of mine) and then I ran over and tried to flag down the ice cream man. He drove past me without noticing me!! Niama!! Doesn’t mean if I don’t look like a kid I don’t want to eat paddle pop right??
His motorcycle was all the way at the top of the road and I was still running behind him screaming “Paddle pop!!! Ice cream!! Ice cream!!”
….-_-. Then only he did a three point turn to come back to me.
Shy la. But at least I got my paddle pop ice cream in the end. LOL. I don’t know what made me want to chase after the paddle pop man when I heard the jingle while studying in my room. I haven’t chased an ice cream man/roti man/angel cake house vans since I was in primary school. Seriously, it’s the exams.
And also, there is this RM5 new note in my purse which is torn. It has been in there for ages after getting rejected time and time again by fussy hawker sellers. I’ve been meaning to cellophane tape it up for damn long already..and today I finally managed to get it done.
Flawless, no? I feel so proud of myself.
I’ve also found the ‘time’ to go download some free themes for my z610i. I now love my handphone even more!!
Damn pretty right??:D
Let’s see, the other stupid thing I did was going over to Lie Yuen’s room to engage her in a game of zet zet zet, bom bom bom. (it’s a handgame that all malaysian kindergarten children should know. and love.) I had to refresh her memory. And she wants to play it again. Hahahhahaa.
And also, during exam season.. the weirdiest of thoughts will fleet through my head. NOT oral biochem, NOT dentistry, NOT microbio, NOT pathology..but stupid thoughts. Behold:
1. The perfect way to get your blog famous: Become a HIV/AIDS patient who chronicles the life of an infected person. Start from the moment where you purposely go and get yourself infected and document the pain and the sufferings. Confirm BBC and CNN will highlight your ‘issue’ and there will be medical debates about you. Don’t try this at home kids. It only belongs in the realms of my head.
2. If you really have nothing better to do and feel extremely stupid… when someone(whom you hate, or whatever) introduces his or her parents to you. Point at the two parents, act shocked and gasp, “YOU TWO ARE NO LONGER VIRGINS??!!”… in the same way most of you do when you find out that your peers have lost their virginities.
*this stemmed from the thought about how some people get disgusted when they think of their parents going at it. Because I mean, even old people have needs right? No? Don’t get it? Nevermind. :\
OKAY TIME TO STUDY. ARGHHH *SLAPS MYSELF UNTIL MUKA BERLEBAM*