To start off, an old rhyme with shit added ;D
Sticks and stones may break my bones
but words will never hurt me.
Unless those words mess with my head
and make me wish that I was dead.
Then give me those sticks and stones.
I'd rather have the broken bones.
Today I had a chemistry exam and the only thing going on in my mind was Permanent December by Miley Cyrus.
It catchy but doesn't help me work out the mass of Silver Nitrate that will dissolve in 100ml of water at room temperature.
Yes Miley, you've been all around the world, yes Miley, they just aren't the same. Now Miley, tell me what sort of solid is Solid Z. Yes Miley, it is like a permanent December, yes Miley, it is colder than you remember and you wont let me go. Now Miley, molecular mass and empirical formula of antimony trioxide. Okay Miley. I'll leave the light on for you. Oh Miley, you've been to New York and LA? Did they have antimony trioxide there? You were wrong when you said you didn't need me? How sweet.
I did finish the exam and I think I did well. I understood it all. Antimony trioxide is Sb2O3 if you wanted to know.
Work. I have a job. Yes, someone employed me.
I'm a check-out chick. Oh the people you meet.
I have a Batman Band-Aid on my hand merely for decoration.
This guy came through my check-out and said
"What a cool Band-Aid!"
and to that I was all "I know! I'm not even hurt, I just wanted to wear the cool Band-Aid"
He was like "Some things are best left unsaid. At first I though 'Poor girl, got hurt, but HEY! She got a cool Band-Aid'. Now I'm thinking, 'Poor girl, she's lost her sanity'."
And he walked off. I felt told by a 50 something looking man.
I HAVE A BOOB SCAR.
Story of how I got it?
My cat likes to bury herself in the clothes in the wash bin in our bathroom. One time I stripped, got in the shower and a minute or so in my cat woke up, I hadn't realised she was hiding in there, she heard the water running and freaked out. She tried to climb out the bathroom window, but it was shut. She ended up getting stuck in the blinds. I sensed she needed help, being loving and all I jumped out of the shower, fully naked and dripping wet to go help her. SCREW TOWELS. I then learnt, cats hate water and nakedness. My naked body was covered in scratches and blood and my cat looked traumatized. And it scarred. Yeeeah.
Demon cat who hates naked and water!
Old guys hit on me. It's creepy.
Then there are the crazy bitches who want a motherfucking mop the only day we don't have motherfucking mops and has some super bitch freak out at me, as if it's my fault we don't have mop heads.
Sorry for a somewhat lame ass post. My mum's worried about my mental stability and I'm not in a good place at the moment. I'll try and be more creative. I'll go eat some shrooms or something, just to have some interesting shit to tell.
If I end up in a mental institution, I want you to know you've got to feed my cat. She'll die like my goldfish. Apparently food is important to goldfish. Who knew?
UPDATE: DUUUDE. Sucking on thumb tacks is a bad idea. I think I just got a tongue and cheek piercing. Goal: DON'T SWALLOW ANY! Ouch. The roof of my mouth just got stabbed.
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