Random: I had a really intense dream yesterday about getting at least 10 SACKfuls of those biscuit M&Ms (the ones in blue packets as opposed to yellow or brown ones) and I was desperately loading them into my backpack. Then a pelican flew past me, with a lobster on a leash tied to its leg. I'll show you.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Have you ever tried to release some of your stress by telling someone how stressed up you are only to have them tell you how much MORE stressed they are?
Example.
You: I'm going nuts! I only had 1 hour of sleep last night and I still have two more assignments to do!!
Annoying person: Don't even start! I had only HALF an hour and I have THREE more essays!
You: *ignore* Ugh I can't take this anymore, it's bad enough that I already have the flu and fever.
Annoying person: I have the flu, fever, AND sorethroat!
You: ...*HADOUKEN!*
I just like the lobster. A lot.
Oh, I didn't realise we were competing. So you win and the fanfare is supposed to be starting anytime now? Great, let me grab some confetti and smash it into your smug face.
I don't give a rat's arse whether it's true or not, I just want to vent MY feelings. YOU is friend, ME is complaining, YOU is shutting up and listening. Since when suffering and stress became so happening?
No animals were harmed during this photoshoot.
Is it because a higher degree of suffering deserves more sympathy and/or attention? Awww poor you, you slept HALF an hour less, have ONE more coursework than I do, and have ONE more illness. Whoopdedoo, get the bloody tissues out, I'm going to have an orgasm.
With the lobster.
And maybe the rat.
Or not.
We'll see.
Bye.
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