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you gotta have faith.

October 23, 2009

man, im really my apologies if this is

a) nonsensical, b) boring, c) a waste of time, or d) all of the previous as nothing is above.

Fridays. Gotta love Fridays.Except me of course, because uni has found yet another way to make my life utterly, irrevocably, so damned difficult.

It was a tiring day to begin with. Blessedly, the pod was charged and in ready to be whored out and belt out some pumping music. But that’s not the point. I was tired. You see, yesterday I sporadically decided after many months of thinking-about-it to start a blog. Which I did, and some of you loved. which I love. I stayed up till almost2 I think (after pulling an all nighter the night before), checking out how to use this whole blogging system. and chatting to my BFF, Arezo. Until that is, I had a flashbulb moment that went something like this:

“heeeeey its not Friday night tonight, Its Thursday tonight instead!. That means I have class tomorrow with crazy nazi menopausal teacher who likes to teach me everything except what we are actually supposed to be learning.”. splendid.

instead of waking up at 6, i woke up at 8:48. great, 12 mins to get ready. actually made it on time, only for the train to get delayed for 15mins. I got to class, and guess what, instead of learning about whatever the content for this weeks chapter was, I learnt about the whole HSC scaling system in relation to the bell curve. Yeah, how much am I paying for this subject? Something a lot much. which so easily could have been put towards more cds and shoes. I just bet that question is gonna be in the test next week.

On the way home in the train, I was really grumpy. As per usual, I let my rage out by telling off and questioning the universes’ ways while staring out into the sky and clouds. I ended the conversation with a ‘I hate you, you can just go and stick it’.

Boy was I stunned with what happened next. Turns out, the feelings mututal. As soon as I ended that sentence, I saw a cloud. A cloud with small fist sized ball, and a relatively thin long piece protruding from it. no, not a penus. The universe was giving me the finger. im positive. A mutual eff you.

Like a boy who gets stunned and then suddenly likes a girl more after she sticks it to him, I found myself smiling at this giant up-yours shaped cloud and thinking that the universe may not be so bad after all if it can humour me like that.

As george michael said, “oh [universe] baby i reconsider my foolish notion [of hating your unfair ass]… yes i gotta have faith”.

7 Comments leave one →
  1. Arezo permalink
    October 23, 2009 12:59 pm

    YAY! I got mentioned…I feel loved 😀

    Hey! Its CDs, shoes and the p-word (not penis either) *wiggles eyebrows*

    My god woman, you crack me up. “Mutual eff you”…loved it!


    PS: just finished talking to Voldemort, so i’m on a natural high *winks*

  2. October 23, 2009 9:52 pm

    Haha thank you!

    Oh p-word… Is this the thing that u by oh so often?!

    Yay to another mode of communication!

    Thanks heaps tho ay? 🙂

  3. October 24, 2009 1:09 am

    my dear Arezo,

    I don’t know why you feel the need to explain these things to me, what else would u be doing at that time of the night/day but talking to voldermort?!

    I swear, I think that’s the best nickname i’ve given someone!

    Thanks for the comment 🙂

  4. notbelle permalink
    October 25, 2009 9:43 am

    me loves it!
    i wish the universe gave me the finger.

    • October 25, 2009 11:14 pm

      thanks bud.
      yeah, im not sure the universe giving me the finger is a compliment or not. but atleast it knows i exist, right? and thats a start.

  5. October 30, 2009 2:50 pm

    will be waiting for your further posts.. i loved the pic of the rabbit at top, its really cute.

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