A 'Wtf' Moment or two

(Kelso, 1 month)

A Series of Unfortunate events.

Turns out poor Kelso has colitis. Don't ask me HOW. The guy eats better food than we do.
You will be happy to know, however, that he is on his way to recovery.

My bad hair days are back.
Yes.
But that has taken a backseat in my Car of Anxiety. I am frantic with worry because my right eye has turned RED.

RED.

As much as I try to convince myself that I look dangerous and sexy with one red eye, I have to admit, that that is a blatant outright dirty lie.
I look AWFUL!
I think its due to my studying.

Much to everyones surprise (and mine) I am actually putting in many, many hours of studying. It has come to my attention that I am, in fact, royally screwed for an upcoming exam- 'Language and Cognitive Processes'. Toast sounds less dry than that. And I feel, when compared, I probably know more about rocket science.

The other day my Dad said "I can't believe I'm saying this to you, but please take a break."
For those of you who know my Dad, he's the one who's always saying
"How was your day? Study-free? Great! Good! Keep it up."
Positively dripping with sarcasm.

My mother has discovered the joys of musicindiaonline.com.
This is not good.
I am constantly bombarded with requests to play her favourite hindi movie music.
It's driving me NUTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Look, look before you start calling me a bigot against my own kind, lemme tell you..I like Hindi music as much as the next Indian does. But too much of a good thing, is well...a bad thing.

I have also had cravings for ice cream. Maybe its the exam mood thats inducing a need for feel-good food. Today I whined like a pregnant woman until my brother was forced to go out and get me a tub of Ben & Jerry's 'Phish Food'.
The whining was SO worth it.
They have dark chocolate fishes.
'Nuff said. *blissful smile*
God Bless America. There's a place for Ben and Jerry in heaven.

I haven't caught the Harry Potter flick but, majority of those who have watched it, seem to hate it. With a vengeance.
*Shrugs* I don't know..condensing a 400-something paged book ain't no walk in the park, if ya know what ah mean?

Also, some meanie commented at the previous post and said I was 'nauseatingly patronising'.
*taps fingers on the table*
Well?
If you're as smart as I am, you probably went "Haha!...Now what?"
Exactly.

Anyway, the point is
1) I can be nauseatingly patronising when I want to be.
2) The meanie obviously seems to have done his/her thorough research on what makes me tick.
3) The meanie sucks ASS
4) I've cursed you meanie. I hope someone calls YOU 'nauseatingly patronising' and I hope your heart breaks and you cry buckets and you trip and fall on a hot, steaming pile of dog poo. AND I hope both your eyes turn red, so you feel as unsexy as I do.


so THERE! *dusts hands off*

Now kiss my feet.