supamun's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- smelling salts This is an entry taken off my best friend Timothy's blog. Once among RI's top 2 in essay writing, the maestro has conjured up another piece of literary magic by turning a dull affair into a juicy tale. m always sleepy when going for my driving lessons, which is obviously sick dangerous. since smelling salts would be a ridiculously extravagent solution for people with similar problems (and im told there are many), ive discovered, quite accidentally, a much more pleasant, effective and cheaper option that will help us all. i was driving to tampines today with the dullest instructor ever, whom i also happen to believe to be deeply suicidal. he maliciously tried to lull me to sleep at the wheel with his robotic monotone so he didnt have to die alone, and after a long and tiring day at work, i was dangerously close to falling into his deviously hatched scheme. i had already used up all my farts after the first 45mins, so i couldnt amuse myself to stay awake, and i realized i was in deep troubie. "turn left" Bozo itoned like the Tin Man he was, he and his wretched heart of steel. half aslp, i swerved my vehicle to the left like a drowsy Senna, yawning brazenly. luckily for me, i was too lazy to brush my teeth this morning, and i was immediately hit with a foul stench like death itself. the smell of rotting pieces of meat stuck between my glorious enamel wafted up towards my nostrils, stinging me awake. realizing i had chanced upon a gem of an idea, i licked my finger when Bozo wasnt looking, and sniffed deep. u can sniff glue, snort cocaine or eat ear wax, but there is no greater high than the scent of ur last meal decomposing within ur own mouth, and i remained awake for e rest of e lesson. i hope this works for all other learners out there. gd luck to us all 10:37 p.m. - 2007-08-09 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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