... But that's weird too! D: Someone save me from myself (and the power of imagination). ._.
And my dad has the best reaction. =_= I asked him, 'Serious! Wouldn't you freak out if you thought someone liked you?' He replied, 'Of course lah! What? Someone likes you? (<-Why do you think of it this way round first?!) You like someone? People are saying that you like someone? Don't care lah! Don't you always not care what other people think?' AHHHHHHHH and here I thought you'd be nice and say something constructive, my dear father. D:
On a side note, I've gone and found out the etymology of his name, for goodness knows what reason. ._. It makes sense in Cantonese. It does! ...What the hell am I doing. -cries- D:
You know what, we'll probably avoid each other for a while now. ._. Especially since my dad said the normal reaction is to freak out. But I really don't...! D:
Who's keeping count of how many 'D:'s have appeared so far? D:
Anyway, I need to wake up tomorrow and finish my term paper. ._. And for CIP. Remind me why I agreed to go again huh? People should know better than to ask me for favours. Or perhaps they do know better. D: Anyone else see a conspiracy yet?
Don't think I'll completely succeed in sleeping though. ._.
Damn it, this isn't even the sort of thing that can be solved over an instant message conversation. Or in front of anyone because it'll lead to more odd thought bubbles. If this screws up, I'll have one less thing to look forward to.
...damn.
I'm rambling, aren't I.
