Only that day i realised that i have a gift, inherited from my mother's-spouse's-sister's-aunt's-grandma's-longlost cousin's-secret lovers daughter. It presumably skips several generation, so everyone in my family has it. And the gift or curse is genetically imprinted into my very core, so there's no chance of recovery lest I kiss an ant and wait for it to turn, i mean transmogrify into human. Alas that would never happen since i would never in a thousand years be able to find it. No, not that mutated ant, but its lips to be kissed.
So with the curse i shall live. I had 20 odd years of practice anyway. But then again, how do one get better at procrastinating? and live to tell its lethal consequences.
I think i might be up to the challenge, since I have already wasted two and a half days and still counting of doing nothing but watching the idiot box, and i have 42 hours of community attachment to be completed, of which i have made up my mind to complete only 21. I have Marketing assignment to be done, tonnes of notes to read and 2 lab reports to be completed.
And i feel like eating sushi.
My hormones are haywire -.-
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