Hmm. Now where was I. Perhaps floating around in midair somewhere. As usual. Then again…let’s delve into the conversation…
But before that, I noticed that our highly-strung Chemistry relief teacher smiles when he yells SHUT UP and the target of his wrath. Simultaneous bipolar/schizo much?
I divert. Yet again. To the most interesting comprehension passage about the EMO culture, and the equally interesting nervous breakdown Ansel underwent after finding out he probably lost one mark for vocabulary, and Jit Wu’s amazing exploits with Mr. Ye over he “perfect” graphs, the equations and handwriting. In other words, everything.
I guess I should have guessed that things like that should have happened to my parasite. The parasite. Heh.
Darn I just realized that I can’t remember enough from yesterday to continue with the awesome conversation.
Maybe it is all about DH’s mind-blowing influence.
Claire: Obviously IQ doesn’t work that way, not to mention it’s totally unreliable any way…
DH: Who cares about IQ man—the most important thing is more about what you do in your life in the future WITH the abilities you own. Like if that Haikal fella becomes a doctor like at 18 OMG then he’d walk into the hospital and patients would be staring and thinking HOLY CRAP why is the doctor younger than all the nurses???
Claire: Hmmm… how about a researcher?
*news flash*
WOW Chinese Nationals are getting more and more pro, just like our damn turnstile. Some anchorwoman choked on a mosquito when attempting to be professional and slap it to death.
*news flash over*
DH O.o: No man in Singapore when people see doctors, lawyers and researchers, they will take a look at the researcher and go like “wat a noob man, don’t earn them big bucks like da lawyer and doctor…Hey…actually the BEST job career should be a…CEO!!!
…More on this amazing relevation in future chapters….
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