originally, this was just meant to be a summer blog, but I feel compelled to keep it going just as a way to express myself whenever I feel like it. As aformentioned, whenever I feel like it, which means, not too regularly, but I do hope it entertains and informs some people.

Sunday, July 02, 2006

this happened a long time ago, but...

I'd still like to share the story. Ok, so this happened during exam week, during the Chem Diploma to be exact. Funny thing, once everyone gets out of the first part of the exam, everyone is effin' paranoid as hell over every little thing, so as human condition goes, everyone finds comfort in reasurrance, so what do we do? We fucking ask everyone and everybody(who is credible in the feild of chemistry here) what they got, and we compare answers. Oh, I just love watching and making fun of the human condition. But that's not the funny story, this just leads up to it.

Ok, so everyone's out of the exam and all us IBers head to the library lounge(duh! where else would we go?!) And everyone says they're going to study, but in reality, no one ever really does! Half the time we debated when to go to lunch and who would come with and where, the other half wasted on doing calculations on our TI-83s figuring out what we needed in part b to just keep or achieve whatever mark we wanted. Don't you just love how IBers think?! You think it's all about the studying, when really, it's 50% preperation(cramming due to procrastination) and 50% worrying and analyzing every possiblity of wrongs and rights. My math can be debated, but I don't really care!

Anyway! Continuing. You'll start to notice how I take forevet to get to the point of a story.

So it's after we all went and ate lunch, there's the occasional few actually studying, a group of people playing cards(someone always has to play cards in this situation), a few people chatting, and there's me trying to catch a few zees before the exam. Now, all the chairs in the lounge are taken by others and are crowding around a few desks, so my solution to a seating dilema: you sit on the table when the janitor isn't looking. So I went to sit on the table, and I wanted to bring my knees to my chest, and next thing I know, I hear a "rrrrriiiiiiii", and wouldn't you know it, I RIPPED MY PANTS!! Boy, did I feel like Spongebob Squarepants(please tell me, you people know the allusion I speak of). So here's a pic to share of my ripped pants.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

O_O you took took a picture of it too!?
haha that mustof been of real laugh.
I don't think your the kind of girl that who'd flip out over it.
Bet you didn't change out of it to till after the second exam, though its not like you would of had time to change anyhow.

And i just noticed... you gotta a cute butt :P
So typically male of me to notice that huh ^_^;
~V

9:04 a.m.

 

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