I stuffed 5 cookies in my mouth and then I sat and ate them all. It was the monsoon of 2010. Chocolate cookies. Square shaped. The rain. The muck. The muck, the colour of cookies. I said to my mother. The mother looks at them cookies and says: You might as well eat the muck :|
Boy: So, what was your name again? (acting all pricey)
Boy: Oh....okay (faint recollection type expression)
Me: And yours? (hunting for a pen)
Boy: You don't know MY name? (looks at me like his name is seen flying in the air at all times)
Boy: I'm xyz. -Name changed to protect identity-
Me: (Blank expression, no reply, starts doodling in her book, gets up, goes over to the next vacant seat, continues doodling.)
And ladies and gentlemen, this is how you show people their place.
Lesson for the day.
You know the thing I like the most? Doing that. I'm always looking out for potential show offs.
I love bursting bubbles. Their bubbles.
Unless you are a show off, I'm a pretty cool drink to hang out with :]