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The Days Of Our Lives

The past...the present...the future!

'The Truck Of Bad Days' Theory

 

Imagine this scenario -

1. There you are calmly walking by yourself in the Somalia desert.
2. All of a sudden, a truck appears out of nowhere and rams into you head on! BANG!
3. The truck driver calmly reverses, showing no remorse.
4. BANG!! Another head on collision!
5. Again, the reversal.
6. BANG!!!
... and so on and on and on ...
This is what I feel like when I'm having my run of bad days. And by bad days I don't mean my social life; I refer to those periods of time which every academic student faces at one point of his existence. The Higher Power keeps hitting you with this massive truck over and over again, and before you are able to wiggle your little toe (Aaah...Kill Bill!), the truck comes back and smashes into you again...and again...and again.

You survive only to realise that its too late - you are stuck in the middle of the Somalia desert, all battered and bruised and the truck-driver took your water away. Some survival, huh?!

My truck hitting has just begun! (EGADS!! The horror!!! The horror!!!!)

P.S.: Goodbye Cruel World.
 
This entry was posted on Friday, November 11, 2005 at 1:27 PM.
 
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Saturday, November 12, 2005 11:29:00 PM Posted by Blogger medusa

mine too    



Sunday, November 13, 2005 1:22:00 AM Posted by Anonymous Anonymous

u dont like getting banged??    



Sunday, November 13, 2005 3:03:00 AM Posted by Blogger GrasshopperBoy

by a truck?? NO!!    



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