"ohhh happpyyy dayyyyy ....... "*sing* ..... wait. Maybe the song should be rewritten and called "oh weird day". This day was one of the weirdest of its kind.
I started as usual, doing some exam prep, but not for long, because I had to get my SPACE BAR fixed. The IT guy called me and told me that my new keyboard had finally reached the shop. I also had to pick up one of my assignments that were returned today, so when I was on my way to the IT guy I just HAD to drop by uni to pick up the assignment, just in case it was a bad grade - like I had anticipated, my following shopping tour would give me some time to relax, before I would get back to studying. Sooooo I went to uni, no tutor in sight. I picked up my assignment and I thought I read my name correctly, but whatever opened the assignment and saw a scribble that looked somewhat like an HD and I thought "nawww ... impossible". I checked my exam paper 3 times over and yes it had my name on it and no the corresponding percentage confirmed the scribble to be an HD. I was obviously stunned. After the stress and fear and anxiety and what not I had gone through especially during the time of the assignment, I had NOT expected an HD, anything but that. I was happy, but automatically came up with at least 10 reasons of why this HD was not an actual HD and really it was all just a big coincidence that the tutor gave me that grade.
ANYWAY, so I proceeded onto my IT shop to get my keyboard fixed and IT guy and me started talking about how dirty keyboards can be and then he told me about a really yucky one with lots of hair and dead skin cells and all that, which he tried to clean but just didn't manage to clean, because it was so dirty. Interestingly, our conversation then proceeded onto how many bacteria there are on one's feet and how much more sterile urine is than saliva. The friendly IT guy didn't make me like my new keyboard any more. I hate American keyboards. The "enter" key is so small and I keep missing it so instead I type "\" *annoying*.
Then I went to the local shopping mall to do some stuff and went to get some food too. I got my food - ULTRA BAD food- and while I was in the process of getting it I saw this weird dude who kept staring really obnoxiously, but I couldn't be bothered. I scanned the seating area for a nice secluded spot and sat down somewhere in the food court, closely followed by starer guy, who sat down a bit further away, facing me. Everytime a chick walked by he stared so openly it was weird and then nodded as if in agreement with whatever it is that he was in agreement with.
After a while, I moved onto grocery shopping and that went smooth as far as I remember. Dropped by the coffee shop - where the lady wanted to put butter on my Mocha, before I finally made my way to the Uni once more... .
I reached uni and went to the reserve. JAM PACKED! It annoys me how the library gets so full towards exam time. All that comes to mind is "HYPOCRITES". All semester long people don't do JACK SHIT and when it comes to the exams everyone is "super studious". Whatever. I found my spot next to stinky guy. WOA. I am NOT exaggerating. Eventually he was getting attacked by flies - I did find that quite amusing. Upon killing a fly he pulled out a wet towel to rid his hand of fly-body material, then wiped his face, (I thought "fair enough its hot thats cool), but he then wiped his armpits *shock* (I thought "weird ... "). He must have noticed my shocked facial expression, because he looked at me and then PRETENDED as if he just naturally had his hand (with a wet towel), stuck under his arm ... very matter of factly ... because that's just what people do. NOT! I decided to give him some privacy and stared at my screen - still watching him from the corner of my eye. AND GUESS WHAT only SECONDS after THAT wet towel had been under his arms he wiped his FACE again! YUCK! Random Elmi eventually joined me and left as quickly as he came, because the guy was unbearably smelly.
Hours passed, where I did some this and some that. Sometime after dinner Elmi and me went to some IT computer lab, obviously filled with some IT weirdos, watching an animated cartoon. The guy knew the character's lines by heart and would say them before the character would say them ... aiyoo ... and giggled at his PC screen in a very hyper laugh. Elmi later established that he must have been around 30. WEIRD!
At some point even the most patient me has had enough and so I left to go home. It's now 2:30 am and my flatmate is watering the garden. WEIRD! Please dear Weirdness. Don't carry over into the next day. Stay in the past. Thank you.
[Tune]
Meiko: Sleep
I started as usual, doing some exam prep, but not for long, because I had to get my SPACE BAR fixed. The IT guy called me and told me that my new keyboard had finally reached the shop. I also had to pick up one of my assignments that were returned today, so when I was on my way to the IT guy I just HAD to drop by uni to pick up the assignment, just in case it was a bad grade - like I had anticipated, my following shopping tour would give me some time to relax, before I would get back to studying. Sooooo I went to uni, no tutor in sight. I picked up my assignment and I thought I read my name correctly, but whatever opened the assignment and saw a scribble that looked somewhat like an HD and I thought "nawww ... impossible". I checked my exam paper 3 times over and yes it had my name on it and no the corresponding percentage confirmed the scribble to be an HD. I was obviously stunned. After the stress and fear and anxiety and what not I had gone through especially during the time of the assignment, I had NOT expected an HD, anything but that. I was happy, but automatically came up with at least 10 reasons of why this HD was not an actual HD and really it was all just a big coincidence that the tutor gave me that grade.
ANYWAY, so I proceeded onto my IT shop to get my keyboard fixed and IT guy and me started talking about how dirty keyboards can be and then he told me about a really yucky one with lots of hair and dead skin cells and all that, which he tried to clean but just didn't manage to clean, because it was so dirty. Interestingly, our conversation then proceeded onto how many bacteria there are on one's feet and how much more sterile urine is than saliva. The friendly IT guy didn't make me like my new keyboard any more. I hate American keyboards. The "enter" key is so small and I keep missing it so instead I type "\" *annoying*.
Then I went to the local shopping mall to do some stuff and went to get some food too. I got my food - ULTRA BAD food- and while I was in the process of getting it I saw this weird dude who kept staring really obnoxiously, but I couldn't be bothered. I scanned the seating area for a nice secluded spot and sat down somewhere in the food court, closely followed by starer guy, who sat down a bit further away, facing me. Everytime a chick walked by he stared so openly it was weird and then nodded as if in agreement with whatever it is that he was in agreement with.
After a while, I moved onto grocery shopping and that went smooth as far as I remember. Dropped by the coffee shop - where the lady wanted to put butter on my Mocha, before I finally made my way to the Uni once more... .
I reached uni and went to the reserve. JAM PACKED! It annoys me how the library gets so full towards exam time. All that comes to mind is "HYPOCRITES". All semester long people don't do JACK SHIT and when it comes to the exams everyone is "super studious". Whatever. I found my spot next to stinky guy. WOA. I am NOT exaggerating. Eventually he was getting attacked by flies - I did find that quite amusing. Upon killing a fly he pulled out a wet towel to rid his hand of fly-body material, then wiped his face, (I thought "fair enough its hot thats cool), but he then wiped his armpits *shock* (I thought "weird ... "). He must have noticed my shocked facial expression, because he looked at me and then PRETENDED as if he just naturally had his hand (with a wet towel), stuck under his arm ... very matter of factly ... because that's just what people do. NOT! I decided to give him some privacy and stared at my screen - still watching him from the corner of my eye. AND GUESS WHAT only SECONDS after THAT wet towel had been under his arms he wiped his FACE again! YUCK! Random Elmi eventually joined me and left as quickly as he came, because the guy was unbearably smelly.
Hours passed, where I did some this and some that. Sometime after dinner Elmi and me went to some IT computer lab, obviously filled with some IT weirdos, watching an animated cartoon. The guy knew the character's lines by heart and would say them before the character would say them ... aiyoo ... and giggled at his PC screen in a very hyper laugh. Elmi later established that he must have been around 30. WEIRD!
At some point even the most patient me has had enough and so I left to go home. It's now 2:30 am and my flatmate is watering the garden. WEIRD! Please dear Weirdness. Don't carry over into the next day. Stay in the past. Thank you.
[Tune]
Meiko: Sleep
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