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I was reading through the condensed (and I clear: Wikipedia) explanation of Alice in Wonderland (not due to the movie, mind you), and although the literature has yet to give me the required headaches, the elucidations and science of Lewis Carroll’s rather tamely subversive literature successfully elicited headaches out of poor old moi. Ask why. [...]
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I found a rather interesting echo to my sentiments early Sunday morning. See, I was at CBTL picking the brains of someone and it turned out that we had the same idea about cancellations—that they’re simply annoying and a pain in the goddamn arse. Don’t get me wrong. Accidents, emergencies, or simply wouldn’t-make-it-because-something-important-came-up-but-I-really-wanted-to-go is okay. [...]
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I’m 24 and I stutter to 18 year olds. Well, not really stutter. Just mind block and can’t communicate well. Saaaaaaayh. But then, like in the Boy Meets Boy book, you can flirt with the best of them, but only when it doesn’t matter. Okay. For clarification, I am not out to ensnare minors. I [...]
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I cannot believe I got a beating from Mark when he dropped by in the office today. He’s now working in Fort Global, and is almost making it his responsibility to look after me every once in a while to ensure I’m okay, and now he’s trying to forcefully beat some sense into me when [...]
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Here’s something they never teach you at primary school. Someone will always be not over someone. Deal with it. If you get lucky, and if you’re good enough, you’ll be the one to change her mind. If you’re not, you’ll be the subject of a little bit of a playground tiff where in you kiss, [...]
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