ENFUEGO!
Today has definately been one of the more bizarre days of my life.
Example:
I was supposed to take the AP Government test today. Unfortunately, the school caught on fire in the exact wing that we were taking the test.
Yes, I coudn't take the AP test because my fucking school caught on fire..... wtf. Perfect instance of the use of WHAT THE FUCK.
I don't even understand. This incident, however, proves three things.
1. I am psychic (I knew a fire drill was going to happen as soon as the buzzer went off in the gym creepily like that....well....I guess alot of people thought that....so....This just proves that AP/IB kids can make things happen just by thinking it. Basically, we thought the fire into existence
2. God is listening to me. I was freaking out last night because I didn't have enough time to study...and I was like I JUST WISH I HAD MORE TIME!! And now I have more time. It is at times like this that I once again realize that Neil Gaiman and Terry Prachett are the only ones who understand the world.
God does not play dice with the universe: He plays an ineffable game of His own devising, which might be compared, from the perspective of any of the other players [i.e. everybody], to being involved in an obscure and complex variant of poker in a pitch-dark room, with blank cards, for infinite stakes, with a Dealer who won't tell you the rules, and who smiles all the time.
-- (Terry Pratchett & Neil Gaiman, Good Omens)
