Friday, May 20, 2011

FAILURES.

Talking about the biggest failure of your life, mine would be my fail blog-post that was supposed to be made available last Wednesday, a day before my final paper for English which was last Thursday, but only made possible by this day (hopefully) which is a Friday.

Not to mention that my fingers are definitely ugly, namely my left and right index fingers, which made my days even uglier and fail-er. Gosh, I just don’t get it about me and bad days. Today (Thursday) was no exception.

So anyway today (Thursday, still) was the final seating for my English paper, which literally means that I can forget about Atticus, Jem, Scout, Ms. Maudie, Ms. Caroline Fischer, Aunt Alexandra, Calpurnia, Tom Robinson, Judge Taylor, Heck Tate, Andy Dusfrene, Red Reddings, Tommy Williams, Byron Hadley, Warden Norton, Martin Tankleff, Karlene Kovacs, Jay Salpeter, Det. McCready, and that lawyer guy who is actually the boss of Jay Salpeter but I believed was never mentioned in any essays of any student. Sad face.

Note: That, my friend, is what I’ve got from my semester of English. That, by the way, came from the novel ‘To Kill a Mockingbird’ by Harper Lee, the movie ‘Shawshank Redemption’, and also the unfortunate event of Martin Tankleff. Serious shits I tell you.

So anyway, today was already bad, keeping in mind that I’ve literally wasted my only two useful index fingers. But if I had to rate the English paper for today, I’d give a total of 5 stars out of 7 (don’t ask why 7, I like tortoise) for time management – the paper actually managed to make me used up all the 2 hours and 15 minutes that I had. I would also love to give the paper a total of 7 stars out of 7 (duh!) for toughness, simply because it is printed on tough papers!

Okay if you don’t get the joke just omit that part, but I really do think it is ‘punny’! Haha thank you T!

But that is not my bad day story; in fact that is just the beginning. Like, who actually cares about what actually happened in the beginning right? So, after the paper is finally done, I lingered around the exam hall just for the heck of it. Okay no I’m lying. I was lingering around because some of my friends were there, they were settling about the graduation night tickets thingy.

So as I was lingering around, I got stuck with these particularly few friends of mine. I would love to say because I heard they were talking about cakes and party, but the truth is because there are none others that I can actually hanged out with, or truth be told, none that I would rather hanged out with. So be it!

After some gazillion years later (6 minutes), we arrived at the 2nd floor lobby, for they were planning to do this Biology class party which really was just a cake eating event and not much of a party for the lack of music and drinks of any kind. While waiting for the cakes, I was talking with some of my friends, and that was when my unfortunate event happened…

I was talking, with my hands moving vigorously. Don’t ask me why, but I think I have this very weird thing about my hands, brain, and mouth. Whenever my brain and mouth are working, my hands seemed to be moving too. I guess it must be because all of these activities are controlled in the same area of the brain.

Anyway, talk talk talk and then BAM!  I knocked on something. Guess what? It was my friend’s face, and her spectacles fall off. Her spectacles. And it broke off. BROKE OFF! I probably did two things that any guy would literally killed themselves over. Slapping a girl in the face and break a girl stuff. I, on the other hand, managed to do both in one shot. Talk about metrosexual.

Anyway the case ended with me paying for her contact lenses and nothing else. So that's all. And epic ending for an epic story, right? Fail.
Oh what's more is what we did after that. There were like 5 of us, and we went for lunch at Pizza Hut. We sat there for somewhat 2 hours. Talking. And mind you the combination we had, the five of us, was a rare one, definitely, but one that actually worked. So yaaayy for friendship! The sad part was that we all came from the same English class but only had the chance to test out our chemistry after we finished our final paper for English. Epic failure!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

haha.. UR SUCH A FREAK, BITCH..kinda like big fat looser..