I don't know why if this is even funny, but I read this note on facebook about someone who may or may not be my cousin named Jacky du Preez from King's London (some school in England)...she says
a momentous day:
i've finally made the momentous decision after a long internal struggle to announce to the
world that I Jacky Du Preez am a lesbian.
Is this funny? Why did I laugh when I read it? Also, why did I laugh when Jessica was telling us in class about her sophomore English teacher...she said:
Yeah, and then he died
or something to that effect. I felt incredibly terrible at first, but then when I looked at Chelsea I didn't feel as bad because she was laughing too. It is horrible. I am horrible.
Then Jacky leaves another note, saying:
Things I have learnt today
Never forget to log off a public internet terminal.
Well, that's that.
Another thing that was sort of funny:
I forgot to log off my facebook too, and then my brother was on it and messaged my ex girlfriend from high school, and said something about how she probably looked like an angel (at her performance...she is a vocal major or something)...
At first I was sort of perturbed, but then I became worried, and thought that maybe I HAD messaged her, and had been for the past years...without knowing of it, of course. Is it possible for me to do something and then not remember that I did it? What if this was the case? What if the things you don't want to do have already been done but you don't remember? Who is to say that this is not the case? Can we really even know? Is anything certain?
If nothing is certain, then should you worry? Should it really matter?
Then I laughed at it...it is not really funny, but she messaged me back and pretended that nothing had gone wrong...I'm not going to lie to you all...that relationship was messed up. Sure, it was good for the first 90%, but then it wasn't.
I have noticed that no one ever blogs anymore. Oh well...
Another thing: I am going to go to Relay for Life and get free food. I didn't pay, nor am I on a team, but I am going to walk around and get free food. If you are one of those people who run the thing and feel like preventing me from doing so, you better bring a club, because I am bringing my judo skills, BITCH!
Well, that's that.
Another thing that was sort of funny:
I forgot to log off my facebook too, and then my brother was on it and messaged my ex girlfriend from high school, and said something about how she probably looked like an angel (at her performance...she is a vocal major or something)...
At first I was sort of perturbed, but then I became worried, and thought that maybe I HAD messaged her, and had been for the past years...without knowing of it, of course. Is it possible for me to do something and then not remember that I did it? What if this was the case? What if the things you don't want to do have already been done but you don't remember? Who is to say that this is not the case? Can we really even know? Is anything certain?
If nothing is certain, then should you worry? Should it really matter?
Then I laughed at it...it is not really funny, but she messaged me back and pretended that nothing had gone wrong...I'm not going to lie to you all...that relationship was messed up. Sure, it was good for the first 90%, but then it wasn't.
I have noticed that no one ever blogs anymore. Oh well...
Another thing: I am going to go to Relay for Life and get free food. I didn't pay, nor am I on a team, but I am going to walk around and get free food. If you are one of those people who run the thing and feel like preventing me from doing so, you better bring a club, because I am bringing my judo skills, BITCH!
5 comments:
I suppose I laughed because that part of the story was entirely unexpected and delivered in such a way that I was not at all prepared for it. Shocked, I laughed. In most circumstances, I don't think death is funny. Though I have laughed when someone met a particularly outlandish demise. Normally though, I wouldn't laugh in someone's face when they told me someone dear to them had died, though I do tend to laugh when I'm uncomfortable.
I love our class.
It was quite unexpected...I would like to think that this is why I laughed...it is.
I still blog. And I really wish I could have been in class today. Stupid work.
I blog as well, still, and will continue to do so until at least my trip here in Germany is over.
And I laughed when you repeated the story that you laughed at. It reminded me of a time someone said someone had been electrocuted and I laughed at the irony of it, since the name's nickname was Storm. But then I felt terrible and wished I could take it back.
It was unexpected. Laughing is normal. I still stand by the fact that my late prof would have laughed too. He was funny like that. He used to accuse students of being spies for the President of the college so he wouldn't let anyone use tape recorders in his class. He also used to tell us that the only physical pleasure he had left in life was sneaking donuts. He had to quit smoking after getting cancer, and had to quit drinking after his liver started to get bad. He often told us he was too old for sex so all he could do was sneak donuts when his Japanese trophy wife wasn't around because he also had diabetes from eating too many donuts, he said, when he was younger. He told all his students every Friday he'd flunk anyone who got married.
He was funny like that.
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