Two Fourteen

So school has opened . .  ..I did not go to any class if there were any. .  . yadda yadda yadda. . . blah blah blah Have you watched Megamind? If you are a fun of funny animations then you should. Just watched it now and for some reason it really cracked me up. Story of a villain Turned superhero to save the love of his life. Stars Will Ferrell Tina Fey Brad Pitt… The graphics are by DreamWorks so they are definitely on point. So much on point that I think tonight I am dreaming of Roxanne. Damn that chick had an ass! Fuck. So much load you can see it from the front! The graphic designer must have been a nigga to put that much ass on a white skinny chick. I am guessing that is the main reason I watched it. But the humour is fresh. Despite the fact that they used Mark Twain's death quote and pretended it was theirs. But then maybe they were just making fun of that quote. You know it, right? That ‘the rumours of my death have been greatly exaggerated’ quote. Anyway lemme know...

     So my classmate wakes me up at around 10 and ask me why I am not in class and I am like huh?      Apparently the classes had already started and there I  was… in bed. Obviously I could not make so I decided to try and make it for for the 2 O’ Clock . I am excited to see my classmates for the first time this year (yes this is 2011 just in case you forgot.) We catch up on what we missed and what shocked me most is that not all of them got cured after getting infected from the field trip. Them sore throats, flus, sprained feet and what nots were still persistent . What!? The only ones that got cured were the ones that went to the sub-health clinic that was in that area. The ones that ignored the clinic , like yours truly, carried their ailments to this year. Ain’t that a bitch.     We decided , to save time (and somehow money), only one of us should go to the school clinic get tested and then whatever drugs they get, we shar...

       So tomorrow we open school. Kind of excited about that. Yeah. Not really. I have tons of work once we open. 3 reports and one uber report concerning the field study we underwent! Hell I do not remember anything we did and why should I? Didn’t Gandhi or someone influential say that we should not dwell on the past. And I am pretty sure that things that happened in 2010 are in the past. Because, you know, we are in 2011! We should look into the future. Like where am I going to get a fucking hostel! Its times like this that I think girls’ lives are very easy. Two girls can comfortably share a 4 x 6 and it will not be found weird when you find them spooning. When in reality they may have spent the whole night tossing each other’s salads. (Sounds wrong in plural). But if it was a girl and a guy then they would definitely be said that they are fucking. And if its two dudes sharing a bed . . . where is the damn petrol and matchbox! Heavenly Father. ...

So here is an update of what's been going on.       My neighbours internet access has been cut off. He had not paid for it for the last three months or so. He says he has not been getting the speeds he was used to. It was as if someone was hacking it. Anyway, since he lost it I have been cut off from home-internet forever. No more countless hours spent refreshing my Facebook home page only to realise that no one has liked my status (Dexxe has woken up. Yawn) ever since I posted it 11 seconds ago. Anyway, I decided that maybe this was a sign from above (my internet neighbour lives up stairs) for me to read an Actualbook. So I started on novels. Thing is I never realised I could actually read a damn novel in 6 hours. Was shocked really. I did Mary Clark Higgins Pretend You Don’t See Her and Sidney’s Sheldon’s Morning Noon and Night . Earlier I had read some dude’s novel about banking and murder but it really sucked compared to the former two. Then I tried some ...

     So I am swimming underwater when suddenly I get the urge to sneeze. I try to hold it in but I cannot. So I sneeze. As I open my mouth, water rushes into my throat and wakes me up from my dream. I open my eyes and everything looks a bit hazy. I blink blink to try to make everything come into focus. My vision is still blurry. Its only a second later that I realise that dust is clouding my room. The room is full of 2010 dust. In dire need of a general cleaning. By somebody who really should be me but naahh. I do not see that happening anytime soon. I will just stay like that until my body becomes accustomed to the environment. Adaptation. So I am not going to do anything about this runny nose or the bloodshot eyes or the the sore throat.      I come out of bed and I am shocked by the amount of silence I hear. No sounds of my bro running around on a caffeinated sugar rush. No sounds of my sister replaying Rihanna's Oh NaNa on the telly. I j...