could somebody spare me some oil?
Look at what mugging has done to me....
i know my shirt says "i survived the night", but that is just something i wear to give myself strength (actually its from the Blacks Midnite 7s)
I was mugging just now when i discovered that i HATE STUDYING. there's a burning urge inside me to set my books on fire. And maybe while i'm at it throw in a few of my profs into the flames and watch them wriggle and writhe and scream like strangled toads (as i've mentioned before, one of them already talks like a strangled toad). wow... that would be a fantasy come true. Then while all my books are burning i pop a marshmallow on a stick and roast it over the flames of knowledge, and dance to the symphony of my profs screams. I know all of you are thinking, OMG THIS GUY IS A SADIST!!! but... before you say that, take out your own books, go online and look up pics of your own profs. what do you wanna do? I'm just putting into words what you dont wanna say. is there anyone out there who TRULY enjoys sitting in front of books all day long?
Actually... i take back my last line. Everynight whatever the time is when i look out my window i see this girl studying. It's as if she doesnt need to eat or sleep as long as she can get her books. probably if i ask her whats 2+2 she'll come up with logarithmic algebraic equations when she presents her answer. and it looks like engineering is stuffed with her brethren (yes, she IS one of the leaders of the invasion).
Anyway, back to what i was saying at the start. I am planning to do exactly what i have mentioned above in the weeks after i graduate. (ok, i'll try not to include my profs or i'll be charged with murder) BURNING BOOKS. What better sight is there than that? an inferno of algebra and probability and mechanics. burn books BURN!!!! then cooking a burger over the flames. whoo... shiok.
speaking of burgers... i'm hungry...
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
FARTED @ 12:51 AM
