I have decided that I'll use my tumblr account for other purposes, and this one shall be used for blogging important matters and whatever shit comes to mind.
Right now, I find myself lacking that type of shit, as usual. So I'll just go ahead and rant about whatever I can find in the deep confines of my brain, if I have one.
My mother is out, so I'm in the house alone. My boyfriend called earlier than usual, and woke me up 2 hours earlier than I was supposed to. I went right ahead and took my DS and started playing Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney. As the hours passed, the light on my DS went red, and as I was about to plug it in, I began thinking about god-knows-what, distracted myself and touched the metal part of the plug just as I plugged it in, and there you go. Electric shock. Not very pleasant. And it's not the first time either.
I remember when I was about 5 or 6 years old, I did the exact same thing, only that time, I stood for about 3 minutes with a blank face staring into space wondering what the fuck had just happened. Then I just started crying and sobbing. Wimp.
I should be studying, but I'm not, as usual. No surprise though. Last time I studied was.. what? 2 weeks ago for a Political Science test which I failed anyway. Stupid teacher. I swear she's the fucking antichrist. No, I'm not quoting Donnie Darko. I'm dropping out of that class. In fact, I already did. That woman looked like she could be the sweetest granny ever, or at least that's what she made us believe on the first day. I even thought she would bring homemade brownies and cookies to class. That's how sweet she looked.
And now I have to cook. That's dandy.
Right now, I find myself lacking that type of shit, as usual. So I'll just go ahead and rant about whatever I can find in the deep confines of my brain, if I have one.
My mother is out, so I'm in the house alone. My boyfriend called earlier than usual, and woke me up 2 hours earlier than I was supposed to. I went right ahead and took my DS and started playing Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney. As the hours passed, the light on my DS went red, and as I was about to plug it in, I began thinking about god-knows-what, distracted myself and touched the metal part of the plug just as I plugged it in, and there you go. Electric shock. Not very pleasant. And it's not the first time either.
I remember when I was about 5 or 6 years old, I did the exact same thing, only that time, I stood for about 3 minutes with a blank face staring into space wondering what the fuck had just happened. Then I just started crying and sobbing. Wimp.
I should be studying, but I'm not, as usual. No surprise though. Last time I studied was.. what? 2 weeks ago for a Political Science test which I failed anyway. Stupid teacher. I swear she's the fucking antichrist. No, I'm not quoting Donnie Darko. I'm dropping out of that class. In fact, I already did. That woman looked like she could be the sweetest granny ever, or at least that's what she made us believe on the first day. I even thought she would bring homemade brownies and cookies to class. That's how sweet she looked.
And now I have to cook. That's dandy.
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