I couldn't count to dix.
But that expression?
By the end of high school I could pronounce it perfectly.
Let's just skip me, teacher, and ask Vince how to say "I need to go to the bank," instead.
Why do people applaud when someone in a large room breaks a dish?
Are we that into catastrophe?
Yes, yes. Someone dropped a mug.
The tilt's still at 23.5*.
Go back to eating your fucking omelette.
Early September leaves MUN clogged and gagging on new students.
Frosh week (or whatever they call it here) is my favourite.
A bunch of terrified people trying to look confident.
Some of them still have their braces on.
I'm sure you'd get the same vibe at the Canadian Idol tryouts (what a handjob).
If you ever happened to stumble into that hotel lobby.
*Would you believe I've comitted the ol' axis to memory?
2 comments:
I don't know that I've ever heard applause for a broken dish (unless its me making fun of family or friend for being an idiot). I also do not know what "the tilt" is. I think I understood the rest.
MUN is wicked this time of year. If it was warmer, I'd go over and do some frosh-gazing to see whats new in shorts this year.
You didn't spend enough time in mealhall.
The Earth's axis, b'y.
Degrees.
It's the slant you're on right now.
Me too.
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