did i tell you that my wrist is injured? if you don't know, well now you know.
ok that was really random. hmm. i don't have much to say today. i mean, there must be a topic to talk about. but if one is really a good blogger, then he can blog about not having a topic to blog about, and that is just damn lame. but it takes skill. but i don't have no skill with regards to blogging about not having a topic to blog. technically, if one blogs about not having a topic to blog about, it is in fact a full fledged topic. then it would go round and round in circles, confuse even Einstein, and in fact, turn all seagulls dumb. ok that seagull part was random.
so in the spirit of blogging, i will try my best to produce a post despite the fact that i have nothing to talk about. in fact, if i click Ctrl + S now, it would already be a post, but i would like the define a post as something that i am satisfied with. this said, it would mean that a post has no yardsticks and to limits. and in fact, i am confusing myself now as i don't know what i was talking about in the first place. pardon me. i need a breather.
although you see this paragraph before you in a matter of seconds, i actually took a 5 minute break to consolidate my thoughts to produce a good blog post. or at least i tried to think about points to make a good post.
this is already 5 minutes later. really. i'm not joking.
i thought of something to say.
today was hilarious. my school has this cool gym. i talked about it before. so anyways. my school is now merged with the JC yes? so today, the JC peeps came over to our side to use the uber cool gym. and this of course consisted of the guys and the gals. so they were in the gym. i was walking along. and i saw this funny sight. there was this guy, i'm guessing a construction worker (reasons are obvious, cause there was some work done near there). he was looking through the small glass pane into the gym, looking at, well, the girls. i guess so, unless he's not straight and was looking at the guys. that's not the funny part yet. i was staring at him, and he didn't notice. obviously too engrossed. i wouldn't say he's a dirty old man cause he's young. i think. anyway, he finally turned around and he saw me and he had this like "oh shit" look on his face and he walked away as fast as he could. so i spent the remaining 4 hours fearing that he was so pissed he would get 10 people to whip my ass with their hammers or something. but obviously, that did not happen, or it would be my mother typing this containing my eulogy.
that is hilarious incident number one.
now for hilarious incident number two...
it is that y'all just scrolled down so long, and now i'm telling you there ain't no hilarious incident number two. ha.
ok that was hilarious. now don't beat me up.
ok ciao =)
posted @ 7:25 PM |