Important ANNOUNCEMENT. Not really.
DramaTweets
In a bored state of mind, I decided to drag a couple of my classmates' butts to the mall this morning. We had a three-hour break (some of them had a break of about four hours) and the atmosphere of school got to me.
So we walked our way to the nearest mall, which was a couple of blocks away, to feel the recycled air conditioned environment we rarely have in the university. If at some time two years ago, you'd ask me to walk from school to anywhere, I'd have said no and asked you if you were out of your mind. This time, I actually find it fun to dilly-dally whilst hiking. (Topic of the journey shall not be discussed here seeing as it'd get us into trouble with the surroundings.) (Sorry guys, maybe in another lifetime.) (Haha.)
So well anyhoo, a friend and I made our way to the ticket counter booth thingy of the mall's cinema to have seats reserved for Twilight's premiere tomorrow. (No, I'm not leaving my "Twilight's gay" stand.) (I was waiting for the movie to come out during that time Twilight was cool.) (Emphasis on the "was.")
Afterwards, we - more like I - decided to play air hockey. I kept saying, "Beat me." over and over. Two different friends tried (emphasis on the "tried" haha) to beat me but ended up with scores like 7-2 and 7-3. Anyhoo, after they tired themselves over it, I discovered that I got hurt when my pinky came between the puck and the mallet. My reaction time went off in about five minutes after it happened.
The hockey gods must've been mad that I was bragging and all. Sorry, Hockey gods.
So anyhoo, lesson learned: Never put your pinky at the side of the mallet.
Ciao my ♥s. More tomorrow when I've enough adjectives to criticize Twilight.
~Your Once and Future DramaQueen
So we walked our way to the nearest mall, which was a couple of blocks away, to feel the recycled air conditioned environment we rarely have in the university. If at some time two years ago, you'd ask me to walk from school to anywhere, I'd have said no and asked you if you were out of your mind. This time, I actually find it fun to dilly-dally whilst hiking. (Topic of the journey shall not be discussed here seeing as it'd get us into trouble with the surroundings.) (Sorry guys, maybe in another lifetime.) (Haha.)
So well anyhoo, a friend and I made our way to the ticket counter booth thingy of the mall's cinema to have seats reserved for Twilight's premiere tomorrow. (No, I'm not leaving my "Twilight's gay" stand.) (I was waiting for the movie to come out during that time Twilight was cool.) (Emphasis on the "was.")
Afterwards, we - more like I - decided to play air hockey. I kept saying, "Beat me." over and over. Two different friends tried (emphasis on the "tried" haha) to beat me but ended up with scores like 7-2 and 7-3. Anyhoo, after they tired themselves over it, I discovered that I got hurt when my pinky came between the puck and the mallet. My reaction time went off in about five minutes after it happened.
The hockey gods must've been mad that I was bragging and all. Sorry, Hockey gods.
So anyhoo, lesson learned: Never put your pinky at the side of the mallet.
Ciao my ♥s. More tomorrow when I've enough adjectives to criticize Twilight.
~Your Once and Future DramaQueen
DramaQueen files this under air hockey, and how do you feel about that?, bored
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A Poem
By Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there's some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.



