i was at the library after dinner to speed read what i had left on HighFidelity by NickHornby. it was overdue already. at the super comfy couch, i heard a phone vibrate (the muffled way it does when in a bag, or on a sofa). but when i turned it was actually the person mumbling(reading) out her notes to herself. do alot of people do that? i considered getting up and moving somewhere else but that might seem obnoxious and irritating since i just sat there (the irony). so anyway i failed to finish the book by the library's full-time whistle, but i thought, oh well, i'll just return it first and borrow another copy. returned it, but the book could not be found on the shelves. oh my gosh i think it was a conspiracy against people like me who return books overdue. the librarians observed me reading this overdue book(quick check in their systems) through the security cameras and hid the other copies from the shelves to deny me the chance to find another copy to finish reading it. so i went up to the librarian...

me: hello please let me borrow another copy of the book
librarian: no.

or:
me: hello please let me borrow another copy of the book or i'll throw this thing at you
librarian: brochure

or:
me: hello please let me borrow the book or else
librarian:(phone) security?

so after considering all possible scripts i decided that all confronation will fail. oh well

the irony of fat swimming coaches! and this is brilliant: the floor beside the pools are stony and prickly so you can't run on them, cos it hurts your feet like hell. no need for "no running beside pool" signs anymore.

hello boredom

wouldn't it be great if everything was red or green - not in between; and greenish blue and blu-ish green were the same thing (fifty fifty composition), and leaves were green as they are seen, not as they are known to be. and crayons come colour labelled, art classes do without colouring, and the world came in pastel and primary. but then where would the fun be