The yelp of an injured dinosaur


Im not really sure why im actually bothering to write this since I have only four days to a levels. Going by any sane persons logical plan, I should be mugging my a**e away, but here I am typing this nonsense. I give in to the most illogical and whimsical cravings and instincts.


Currently if you would actually like to have an update on my oh-so-interesting-on-the-surface-but-its-actually-just-a-façade-in-actual-fact-its-just-mundane-and-boring life, I think I would have a ten page report for you, if interested. Its almost like that bloody irritating but annoying hilarious chicken in chicken run, which narrowly escaped death.


It said, me life flashed before me eyes [*in a mortified tone]
And then, after a pause for comic effect, the irritating thing actually muses, rather aptly,
IT WAS REALLY BORIN. [rather dryly, in fact]


Well, I still havent gotten to my point yet. Sorry for being long winded. Yes. So much to my own chagrin and my younger sister’s delight something bloody interesting actually befell upon me. kudos to whoever who actually bestowed it upon me.


Thanks to this, my left toe is of an amusing hue of blackish-blue-i-don’t-know-what-but-i-refuse-to-admit-it-is-of-orh-cheh-colour. yep. I very luckily had a quite the whole of the weight of a reasonably heavy wooden stool land quite elegantly and accurately on my left toe. The fact my human reaction time is probably [ok, it is lah T_T ] longer than that of a normal humans did not have to be proven and tested via this method, or similar ones. But I do realize I am, quite brilliantly, very injury prone. Band-aid-is-my-friend should almost be my lifelong slogan or something.


It certainly did not help that my sister, aka my lifelong nemesis, the devils advocate, and part-time angel all fused into one, could not stop her hideous laughter at my continued yelps of pain and anguish. it was, simply put, very, very, VERY painful indeed. So to my long, long, LONG list of nicknames, [such as wencling, doorbell, is-a-bell, ah ling, wen wen, etc, elmo tan wen lin, affectionately given by my fellow pw mates due to my lack of a PROPER English name. and you d think ELMO is PROPER. Anything but. more variations if you are interested, but too long to list] she added, giggling like a childish schoolgirl going through puberty [wait a minute, she IS ! damn.], dino.


Why? Because I started snarling and whamming my pillow and scowling at her after yelping in pain. That obviously made me resemble an injured and easily agitated dinosaur. Right. I always liked dinosaurs, but to become one is another matter totally. The closest you can get between me and a dinosaur is probably that we both like our greens [assuming a herbivore, like my favourite diplodocus ] ha-ah. Not funny.


Anyway, this coming from a person whos a bit loco [shes currently a ding-bat-lemming, but there have been a wide range of variations and mutations as well as certain hybrids ], you wouldnt be sure how reliable it is. Well you know how sane your sister can be when she wants to be a ugly rat like rodent which jumps off cliffs. Its sad, but I guess thats her calling. =shrug=


And so, to my long list of injuries, I add one more, this time, specially, to the hall of fame. Ten most stupid and most serious I injuries of my lifetime. To think I like to think of myself as an adrenaline junkie. -_-


Never mind. This minor incident gave me total and complete excuse and authority to walk around school loudly in slippers like nobodys business [actually it is nobodys business; lots of girls do it especially those from arts classes, but then again, im not a arts girl :( awww so if they wear it its completely acceptable and no one ever tekans them but if anyone else does it they get it bad. Talking about pretty girls getting an advantage. Frmph. but arts girls are pretty XD okay, digressing too much ]


Indeed. I have lost it, forgotten the actually purpose behind typing this morbid-cynical post. Truly, if you are unable to formulate a good thesis and 3 main supporting points to substantiate it and answer the question, you should not expect that a brilliant argument will suddenly befall upon you later whilst you are halfway through.


So I shall end here. By the way, my toe is still that hue of blackish-blue-i-don’t-know-what-but-i-refuse-to-admit-it-is-of-orh-cheh-colour.