Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Futuristik!
Ammmm soooo sleeeppyyy. The Cheong household is emitting this foul stressed-over-university-admissions odour. You can smell it from Israel I swear. Pa is the dramamama (hoho oxymoron!) when it comes to these future things, "Can you come out for dinner, we need to talk about your future." Scholarships smallerships, these things are like Loch Ness Monsters - you hear about them but you never actually see them. Commonfolk like us don't stand a peanut of chance, only the highly skilled with night vision goggles and a hugeass submarine somewhere in the North of Scotland do. Head spins ... I am the size of a cashew nut ... Tomorrow more The Simpsons!
tried to hunch; 3:49 AM