Friday, July 29, 2005

The Author has decided that being gloomy about her Chinese Os won’t do much and has decided to stop.
She has gone back to her ‘Think Happy Thoughts’ ideology.
Yeah! I am very happy today!
I have discovered that being happy is much, much easier than being sad. After a while, you forget what you’re so sad about, and that’s just lame. So, I have decided that being happy is easier. Go the lazy me!
Yes, the Lazy ones shall Rule all in due time.
As some famous guy said, ‘Good guys finish last but we get to sleep in.’
Also the Author apparently scraped some of her skin off while doing something which she for some, inexplicable reason, cannot remember. So she has a plaster on there. A very durable plaster which has lasted for some time.
The Author is vaguely impressed.
Yeah, she got that quote from the famous guy from some bunch of papers which had this hellish number of quotes. I shall try to find it and put some as my nickname as they are really funny.
Also, she has her own funny quote of the day.
I would just like to say that if I ever ever write a book, I have to create a character like Adeline. She is absolutely childish, immature, yet vastly intelligent, incorruptibly lazy, logical but still stupid at times.
Might I add at almost all times?
Anyway, she can blow everyone off with her pro debater skills but still make everyone laugh just before a test.
Yes this is the author’s funny quote from Adeline: ‘Please pass to the front… HOI.’
We were doing this quiz and we had finished and were passing it up. Adeline said that, trying to get the attention of Liew, who sat in front of her, which sent me into a fit of giggles. Everyone, well my partner that is, took a small step away from me.
You see, that quote itself embodies Adeline’s and I think, my family’s entire spirit. See we’re polite yes but deep down inside we’re mad raving rude people who are dying to whack each other up!
Okay I can’t really explain it, but every time I see that quote, I start laughing.
The Author begs that should anyone see her while she is in such a state, just walk away really slowly or turn back to whence thoust cameth fromst.
Yeah. MS Word doesn’t recognize those last three words, no.
And what else made me happy?
Does anyone know how to pronounce awry? Is it ‘au-riii’ or ‘a-wrye’? We had a discussion on that. Adeline and Miss Kaur were sparring /discussing whether the examiner would know how to pronounce that word. The correct pronunciation is ‘a-wrye’.
Thus Miss Kaur said that we should ask the examiner: ‘Do you want me to pronounce it correctly, or how the majority pronounces it?’
And then smile sweetly at the poor person who will probably start to sweat mildly.
And I have forgotten what I wanted to type here.
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Yes. People have noticed that I don’t use forks. The Author will now proceed to let everyone here have a sneak peek in her caramel filled mind.
Everyone sanely insane would say that spoons are evil and should be squashed, made into pretty bows and shredded upon by the Forks.
But I say No!
Forks are the Evil Ones!
They have twisted our minds! Actually the Spoons are the nice Ones. I like a spoon because it’s round and friendly and you can put it in your mouth without hurting yourself. And when you’re sad, a spoon smiles back at you, making you happy. And when you’re happy, the spoon’s sad, which makes you sad again but then it cheers up again which makes you happy which makes it sad and….
Erm.
Yeah, you get my gist.
Anyway, the forks are in an Alliance with the Infamous Pokey Sticks! The Pokey Sticks are a far worst version of the Author’s Poke. The Author’s Poke is just painful and the Author also gets a bad deal out of it. The pokey Stick’s version of Poking is much worst because they are for one, sharper and meaner.
The Author held a Pokey Stick hostage for about two years before the Pokey Stick ran away to be with it’s fellow Pokers. Pokey Sticks are Evil. I have realized that. Therefore be warned. Do not take friendly to Forks.
They are Evil.
They will not hesitate to Fork you.
Beep.
Also, I have been thinking up of stories. But see I have a problem. I think up of all the stories, he characters, the plot and everything and then……………
I don’t know what’s the title?
Man I must be really weird. I have everything and the only thing stopping me would be:
Publisher: This is okay. I’ll publish it.
Me: Yay!
Publisher: You have a title?
Me: Aaaahhhhh…………………..Crivens.
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.
Gandhi believed in equality for everyone, except the paparazzi and photographers.

Posted by norbert at 7/29/2005 10:34:00 PM