troglodytes!

by bezzle

LIKE is watered-down love.

Like is mediocre.

Like is the wishy-washy emotion of the content.

Athletes don’t do it for the like of a sport.

Artists don’t suffer for the like of art.

There is no I like NY t-shirt.

And Romeo didn’t just like Juliet.

the above came from a blackberry ad in the sunday life magazine.  i thought it was funny.

yesterday, finished our yearlies!  well duh, i guess. 

wasted twenty minutes of our history exam time yesterday because we got lost and no one in the HSIE block had the grace to put room changes into the daysheet.  the supervising teacher was odd, i thought he was drawing emoticons on the board, but instead it meant to read:

“0 for looking at other papers and hearing”

and on the first 0 he drew a sleepy face and ears, and another sleepy face on the o in other.

more football after recess (where we played cards and no one found us!) and it was less painful than last time, and everyone started trying to kick goals.  cloud jarred her fingers.  found a new (or was it the same?) frank, and now we will recognise him

double history was just watching gallipoli (it was funny.  it is sad, but i think more funny on the surface, until you think deeply about war.  and yes, the guy who looked like mel gibson was mel gibson.) and then another movie about the german side of the war.  i was playing with cloud’s touch and then victor came along and started playing.

then came the funny bit.  i was walking up to carmen and started chatting, then it turns out victor is behind us.  so we keep on walking, and i split to the stairs while victor follows carmen.  then he yells across to me

“aren’t i your favourite grandson?”

and me, being deaf (yes, getting old) takes a while to digest what he just said.  meanwhile, a random year seven guy in front me says, with genuine disbelief,

“you have a grandson?!”

my gosh he believed him!

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