The problem with guys like you is that you are so rotten and passive but at the sight of you, you still make me scream in my head. You wanted to know and I told you so but just like those unreactive electrodes you use for electrolysis, you gave me no response and I still look like some idiot throwing myself so valiantly to you. Over and over again. You could kill me in mere seconds and I bet you're proud of it. I was frank, because I thought it was the only way I could devoid acting like I'm a malfunctioned human around you. And I thought you said you'd understand if I told you and be frank. You ask me questions and wanted answers and I gave you answers and when I ask you questions do I get answers? I hate you. You make me shake off my principles about guys like you, you cooned me into believing that not all guys descend from one common ancestor i.e. homo jerks. Fuck you.
I have never suppressed myself from laughing before. It's agonizing, apparently. I just needed to laugh so badly, my face felt red with air.
It's presentation week for English and Nadia had a presentation on migrant workers. Migrant workers, according to her, come from Indonesia, Bangladesh, Thailand, etc. She mentioned something on migrant workers causing diseases and at that instant, Sean and Arif simultaneously turned to Uswah, who was slouching in his seat next to a vacant seat. Uswah, his arms crossed, had a funny angry-nonchalant expression. If you don't get it, Uswah's from Indonesia.
O.o
I was practically asphyxiating.
After she ended her presentation, Ms. Helen, who was sitting behind Uswah told him: "By the way, Uswah, don't worry. You're not a migrant. You came here legally to study, not to work."
LOL!
I feel like there's something in my oesophagus that wants to come out so badly but my gut keeps sucking it back in and my gastric juice is overproducing I have to get into a foetal position while squealing to get it in control.
Then, when my gut and all its enzymes get stable again, Le Chatelier said, "Non, non. C'est equilibre n'est pas exact!"
Hence my stability will shift to compensate for the change that occured. It will now favour the forward reaction; producing more gastric juice.
Tak aci, korang cuti esok. I'm not.
I'mma call in sick, penat.
Given the time in the world, I should be working (meticulously) on my research project due next Thursday.
Given the time in the world, I shouldn't be thinking about hitting Austin Lim's pretty face and run him over with my car repeatedly until he begs to be let go.
Given the time in the world, I should lucratively utilise this God-given time to accomplish my unfinished business- lab reports, fund maths homework.
Given the time in the world, I should be reading Paulo Coelho's The Winner Stands Alone.
Given the time in the world, I should be scanning through a credible magazine for world updates, not just gossips and junk news (i.e. Ellen in Paula's place? Really?).
Given the time in the world, I'll search the college for you just so I could lay my eyes on you.
