oh my gah................
I don't have any classes today, so I've basically been chillin' for the past 6 hours or so.
I don't have anything to write about.
I'm just bored, to tell you the truth.
Really bored.
The most exciting thing I did today was leave campus without asking to pay my bills and mail some Christmas cards to my family.
I paid my bills, but sent no cards... there were 3 too many people at the post office.
Literally, 3 too many people.
I walked in the door, saw 2 people at the counter and 3 people sitting down.
Those 3 people sitting down were an indication to me that I would have to sit down along side them and wait... something I was not willing to do.
Oh maiiii gahhhh...
Ni how ma... leon lai... meh-un du-bu...
I am so bored.
Can you tell how bored I am?
I'm practically lying down in my chair, my eyes half open, my jaw is completely relaxed, but I am tactful enough to keep my mouth shut... I don't want any drool to ruin my lovely coat.
Me legs are stretched in front of me and every once in a while I flex and rotate my feet to get the blood circulating again.
There have been a couple times when I was picking at my hangnails or drawing circles and filling them in when I looked up to find a kid waiting there to say "hi" to me.
That must not look very good.
Sometimes I hold a pen and take out a piece of paper with English written all over it and just stare, pretending I'm working on a lesson.
I'm not sure if people fall for it, but I don't really care.
Most of the time, I just sit there, eyes glazed over, daydreaming.
This Saturday, Christmas Eve, I'm gonna watch a ballet with my family.
What a snore.
I fell asleep during "Phantom of the Opera" and the circus... and I'm gonna fall asleep during the ballet.
I don't discriminate.
When I think of the ballet, I think of English people drinking tea and eating crumpets.
I don't know why... maybe because these are all supposed to be proper things.
That's another thing that reminds me of English people, the word "proper."
Hey, I wonder what reminds people of me...
KQED?
Cats?
Not very exciting, but I guess it's better than, say, a dung beetle.
What the hell am I talking about?
I apologize for all of this nonsense.
Although, if you, my dear reader, have made it this far, you are probably as bored as me... you should reconsider how to better spend your free time.
Stop sitting in front of the computer checking blogs.
Go out, get some fresh air, let the sun touch your pastey white skin...
I don't have anything to write about.
I'm just bored, to tell you the truth.
Really bored.
The most exciting thing I did today was leave campus without asking to pay my bills and mail some Christmas cards to my family.
I paid my bills, but sent no cards... there were 3 too many people at the post office.
Literally, 3 too many people.
I walked in the door, saw 2 people at the counter and 3 people sitting down.
Those 3 people sitting down were an indication to me that I would have to sit down along side them and wait... something I was not willing to do.
Oh maiiii gahhhh...
Ni how ma... leon lai... meh-un du-bu...
I am so bored.
Can you tell how bored I am?
I'm practically lying down in my chair, my eyes half open, my jaw is completely relaxed, but I am tactful enough to keep my mouth shut... I don't want any drool to ruin my lovely coat.
Me legs are stretched in front of me and every once in a while I flex and rotate my feet to get the blood circulating again.
There have been a couple times when I was picking at my hangnails or drawing circles and filling them in when I looked up to find a kid waiting there to say "hi" to me.
That must not look very good.
Sometimes I hold a pen and take out a piece of paper with English written all over it and just stare, pretending I'm working on a lesson.
I'm not sure if people fall for it, but I don't really care.
Most of the time, I just sit there, eyes glazed over, daydreaming.
This Saturday, Christmas Eve, I'm gonna watch a ballet with my family.
What a snore.
I fell asleep during "Phantom of the Opera" and the circus... and I'm gonna fall asleep during the ballet.
I don't discriminate.
When I think of the ballet, I think of English people drinking tea and eating crumpets.
I don't know why... maybe because these are all supposed to be proper things.
That's another thing that reminds me of English people, the word "proper."
Hey, I wonder what reminds people of me...
KQED?
Cats?
Not very exciting, but I guess it's better than, say, a dung beetle.
What the hell am I talking about?
I apologize for all of this nonsense.
Although, if you, my dear reader, have made it this far, you are probably as bored as me... you should reconsider how to better spend your free time.
Stop sitting in front of the computer checking blogs.
Go out, get some fresh air, let the sun touch your pastey white skin...
posted by thecatcherintherice at 2:45 PM
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