Sunday, November 13, 2005

Boredom breeds oddness ?

Random occurrences over the past few days:

1- My friends have this habit of insisting that they hang out at my complex... knowing fully well my dad is always home. In any case, I never have the heart to turn them away. So as we laze about one night, one of the girls declares that she needs to use the restroom.. we all groan because I snuck out of my house so I wouldn't have to deal with the where/what/when interrogation-- she wouldn't be able to come up to my place.
So we all get in the car, drive to a nearby restaurant, and after 10 minutes we're back to our secluded spot. About 15 minutes later, my other friend--a guy-- announces that he must also "go potty".. this time we all refuse to leave.. we jokingly suggest that he jump over a distant fence and do his business behind a tree... he is a guy afterall..
Sure enough, he runs, jumps over the fence and disappears while we laugh at his gullibility.. a few seconds later we hear a loud yell/scream... we thought it was a joke!.. after a few minutes he comes back looking pallid..
We look at one another.. and finally I ask him what's wrong.. (hoping he wouldn't elaborate!)..
His eyes bulging.. he tells us that he think he pissed in a cemetery!!
You have got to know my stomach was hurting from all the laughing.. no way there's a cemetery right inside this complex! We make fun of his wild imagination and forget about the whole thing..

In the morning as I'm driving by my curiosity killing me.. I get out of the car.. and sure enough..

That is such an odd place to put a cemetery!.. it's not even outside the complex.

LOOOOOL.. the remains of the dead are probably rolling in indignation in their piss soaked graves..

2- I'm walking on campus and see this girl walking in high boots and a scandalously short skirt.. I mean from 10 feet away I could see waay too much.. and she was heading for the stairs!
As she turns, I realize she's this arab girl I know..
What would prod her to do that? I was surprised thinking it's some american chic.. nevermind an arab chic..

3- I'm sitting in a Biology recitation class-- where you read and present papers-- and this guy I know is giving a presentation. He's standing up at the podium next to an overhead projector and computers, monotonously going on and on.. I get bored and zone off.
As it goes into the 15 minute mark, and everyone looks bored, I start braiding my hair. Suddenly out of the corner of my eye, I see him -- as if in slow motion-- falling to the side towards the projector. I look up and this guy has fainted and fell next to all the computers and they in turn are now tipping over on him. I look around and no one is moving.. not even the professor.
Me being the oddity that I am, I run up the stage from the baaack row like tarzan on crack. When I get there I lean over him and ask "ARE YOU OK!".. as he's looking up at me I realize he's fine. I breath a sigh of relief.. and secretly pride myself on my quick reaction time.. I mean think of it.. I, my friends, am a HERO!

Now I feel awkward.. and instead of helping him up-- I turn and start picking up the computer!

I'm gonna make a great doctor.. Dr. Leeno.. central processing unit savior!

Hero.. just keep thinking that..

A cape is in order.. perhaps an award of accolade eh?.. I'll take whatever you'll give.

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