FINALS ARE DONE!!!
And. And . And ANDDD I'm graduating!
Actually a couple of the authors are/will be graduating this year. So WE-irdddd
(F.Y.I That's my new way of saying weird. I feel as though you get the most out of the word when you say it that way...You're thinking that I'm weird, aren't you? Don't be thinking I'm all We irddd until you be trying it. Shoot)
So of course one of the first things I do is come to blog. But I have nothing blog about!
I'm a blogger FAIL!
That reminds me of this really funny, fail jumping jacks video. They were jumping, but they wern't doing the jacks part. Or they were doing the jacks, without the jumping. (And yes, I am ignoring the other thing the word fail is reminding about. If you don't know what I'm talking about, I'm not telling you. Because if I tell you, I'm not ignoring it.)
Um. How about I just show you the video? Promise it's funny. In a sad way.
Oh and there's this other fail video that's more shocking then funny. Like I would just DIE if I were in that situation. Well...at least pretend to die. You will be shocked. Unless you've seen it. In which case, you'll just find it WE irddd.
And here's a jingle bell fail (Actually it's not a fail video. But we can pretend). I don't know if you'll find it funny unless you're south asian. Unless maybe if you knew Indians really well and knew what Bhangra music was.
It's not that funny the first time, but it gets funnier every time. I would know since I played it at least 8 times while cramming for my final.I blame Simply Me for all my lost time...
.................. AHHH !!! I SAID IT! I SAID it ! So much for ignoring IT! I failed at studying and doing even remotely well on that final. And all these STUPID people kept coming out of the final saying, "OH it was easy" .
OH Screw YOU and your La di da , I'm so smart..blah blah blah. Go die happy somewhere.
And no it didn't help to find out that my professor left his microphone on while using the bathroom and everyone who was still taking the final heard every detail. (Actually this has happened to me before with another Professor). Which is also WE irdd since normally we can't even hear what he's saying when he's speaking INTO the microphone.
And did you know that around every exam cram time I start tackling a philosophical dilemma? The last time, I was trying to decide which of my friends would be the best contestants for the show, The Amazing Race. I decided on Mrs. Cullen and Simply Me.
This time I couldn't figure out if Peter (NBC tv show Heroes) and I would make a good couple. And we could save the world together!
I wish we could, but sadly I decided that we couldn't. Our personalities wouldn't hit it off. He's too broody.
But the real Milo Ventimiglia doesn't drink alcohol. And I don't drink alcohol since it's forbidden to drink in Islam. So maybe.. Milo?
But I don't know Milo, and I don't like him. But I know Peter and I like Peter. Not some random dude named Milo something.
P.S. Since I'm done for now, I'll be making my way around to your blog. Yay! You may faint from happiness.