“Lately I’ve been over-thinking topics worth writing about here. Just realized I could just talk about my day.
Like every other Sunday. Far too much work thanks to my buddy Ms. Tination of the Procast clan. What? I’m just trying new ways to express overused words. Hey, let’s see you do better! So yeah, lotsa work to keep me company (or the stress of it at least). Energy playing pranks on me. Okay, you’ll have it when you sit up. Hah! So you actually fell for it. No worries, you’ll definitely have some when you take a hot shower. Okay, really, you fell for that one too? Come on, this is too easy. I’m going back to sleep.
Eventually I made some coffee, which didn’t do much except make me more hungry, and I only had a tuna can + bread and no drink which just wouldn’t float with me. Reluctantly I decided to once again, do the hard work of standing up. Walk to the closest co-op store which just opened a few days ago at the ground floor. (I’m on the first floor) So after a whopping set of stairs, I found myself in front of the co-op store, which I named “AQ” by the way. Friend of mine owns it. Name’s Abdul Qadir, but it didn’t catch on. I mean, you’d think telling my inner voices would do the trick but apparently I have to socialize and tell people. Pfft, talking? Too much work. So yeah, just my lucky day, the co-op was closed. After stomping on the ground for around 2 seconds, ’twas decided I was destined to walk to Upten (food court + Laundry + Shops + Clinic, etc. area). I mean, tuna sandwich with no drink just won’t do, water? for wusses. Real men drink Ice Tea. Umm … yeah, I’ll get back to you on that.
My devious inner voice, who really did insist on being referred to as my devious inner voice (apparently the concept of naming hasn’t dawned on him yet) joined the fun of amplifying my misery by suggesting I do some studying while I’m there at Upten. The weather was better than perfect. He did have a point, and my argument of ‘Arrgg but I’m tired’ was of little help. Packed my bag with various survival tools and began my journey to the center of the world! … umm, *Upten!
‘Twas like the weather had a crush on me, or the vice versa but that would be weird. Lots of logic accumulating in this piece of writing eh? My iPod’s shuffling was as usual nothing short of awesome. Oh I prepared a few hundred songs before leaving, the journey ahead required it. Manic Street Preacher’s (an 80’s indie/alt rock band) A Design for Life drew first blood. Followed by Darker My Love’s Two Ways Out, Snow Patrol’s Take Back The City. By the end of Hans Zimmer’s At Wit’s End I was already devouring my rice and chicken meal gruesomely with a fork and spoon. One could argue the journey was quite short but to me the more logical choice was, Hans Zimmer’s song was forever and a half long. Still, brilliance was not sleeping when Zimmer was composing that one.
Anyway fast forward, done eating, went to the Uni mosque to study. When I say the mosque has it’s own indoor lake, you should assume the levels of awesome it surpasses. So yeah, the mosque has it’s own indoor lake.
Started raining precisely at that moment.
~2-3 hours later, the rain still didn’t light up.
Note, I packed post apocalyptic-zombie attack equipment (my laptop) and yet forgot to bring a damned umbrella. 30 minutes pass while I sat under the Upten dome staring at the rain, listening to the giggles of the potential “the one’s” around me, and day dream of being one of their Prince Charming … ya, not exactly … I was playing Tap Tap Revenge III on my recently bought iPod Touch. Ignoring the fact that I was surrounded by humans. *shivers in disgust at thought* As the popular interwebs phrase goes: I for one, welcome our alien overlords any day.
– An Orc for life.”
That was written on October the 20th, 2010, though it’s incomplete. For the life of me I cannot tell you why there are 6 more posts collecting internet-dust in the drafts folder. Perhaps they are quite irrelevant to what I actually wanted to say, perhaps the first sentence of the post above was just incorrect or perhaps the most likely of explanations, I just ran out of care-juice.