Imagine typing using only one hand… your left hand. What’s with the devil’s right hand? Well, the ring finger got hit by a SOFTball. Oh yes. It was soft as a cushion… not. It HURTS! I told you I suck at PE. Well actually, Mariel calls it beginner’s luck, I call it equivalent exchange. How? We had a practical test [my partner is Ana May] and I got 2 out of 3. –Insert Fireworks here- Really. I’d be glad if I just even caught one ball. So yeah. A nice score in PE but what’s the exchange? A throbbing ring finger [given the circumstances, I would’ve preferred the middle finger… just for kicks], a displeasing score in Biology quiz [not a failing grade but still…] and an afternoon of ice bags. Yahoo.
And shoot. Bad timing. Tomorrow is the frog dissection in Biology. Oh Kami help me! Here I am researching some info on the Anatomy of a Frog and I can’t even look at the freaking pictures… what will happen tomorrow will a real and up-close frog!?!? And I’m supposed to bring the camera!!!
Stupid kismet.
Remember the frog prince? Well, the princess got guts to kiss or maybe just to even touch the animal! It’s times like these that you’d wish you were born a sadist than an empathetic human.
So, equivalent exchange?
I just realized this isn’t alchemy.
So anyway, I have a vision of what will happen tomorrow. The frog’s not going to croak. I am.
Wanna bet?
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