토요일, 5월 15, 2004
the title of this post isn't appearing for some strange reason. it says all hail me the klutz, but that's ok, now you know.

the story started this morning while i was walking up to my little desk in the library -- to study, presumably. now, there's this guy i always see around town. i even know where he lives (stalker alert! haha) because i've seen him come out of his house before. yeah, that's the amount of times i see him. hence, we know each other by sight, and though we've never exchanged a word between us (i believe he takes law as well), there is that sense of recognition when our paths do cross. so, what about the guy and the staircase then.

it was late morning, and i was walking up the stairs. one more flight of stairs to go when, out of the blue, the door flew open and this guy walks out. thanks to my flip-flops, which are so worn that they curl upwards at the toes, one side of the flip flops catch onto the metal-edged tip of the stair and i fall over like a ton of bricks. ok, so i don't weigh a ton, but that's the main idea. then i hear a voice behind me asking whether i'm okay, and i nod my head furiously, eventhough the pain in my knee is now threatening to make me pass out. he repeats his question, as if to make sure, and that's when i manage a 'no, not really.' that's his cue to help me up and smile in a nice-guy way, asking whether i need him to take a look at said knee that is currently covered up by denim. nope, nope, nope, i'm really fine now (nope, nope, nope, pain is really killing now), and hence we bid each other goodbye and i trot (more accurate: limp) off to find solace with my watson's plaster.

amazing how a little graze can hurt so much.

besides the fact that i now know that if i fail my exams, i'm still quite charming (ha!), there was the issue of my lunch. my lunch was brought kindly by faz, who was ok until the time i met her outside the library. i don't know what happened, but i thought, being the rather thick person that i am, that she was a little annoyed. usually i don't get things like these unless they're very acute, hence the analogy works. i don't know what's up, but i would like to know about it.

meantime, it's time to go back and try to get with freedom of expression.