MIME
The other day something had triggered my primitive instinct. I was on the verge of jumping down from Finnegan Suite and let myself to fall freely - but of course; there would be a loud 'THUD' when I landed flat on the ground. I pictured myself doing just that before realizing that the Finnegan Suite is clearly fixed on ground floor. Oh, maybe I was losing my sense of propriety. Why? You might ask. Why in the world would I want to fool myself in front of everybody at the main campus? Well, my answer would be - due to pure tension felt all over my cerebral gyri trying to finish up the MIME assignment.
MIME is just like an itchy spot on your palm, you can scratch as much as you want but you could never get the same sensation as you would when you scratch elsewhere. To put it in other words; I like learning MIME but I could never understand it.
I know those two previous sentences have nothing to do with each other; but - who cares!
The other day something had triggered my primitive instinct. I was on the verge of jumping down from Finnegan Suite and let myself to fall freely - but of course; there would be a loud 'THUD' when I landed flat on the ground. I pictured myself doing just that before realizing that the Finnegan Suite is clearly fixed on ground floor. Oh, maybe I was losing my sense of propriety. Why? You might ask. Why in the world would I want to fool myself in front of everybody at the main campus? Well, my answer would be - due to pure tension felt all over my cerebral gyri trying to finish up the MIME assignment.
MIME is just like an itchy spot on your palm, you can scratch as much as you want but you could never get the same sensation as you would when you scratch elsewhere. To put it in other words; I like learning MIME but I could never understand it.
I know those two previous sentences have nothing to do with each other; but - who cares!
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