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On days where I'm super irritable (or irritating), getting miffed at just about everything, gotta love the other two Dhanarajees for just listening while I whine and nag incoherently about my cockroach problem (solved), work I have to do for my mom (undone), how awkward it would be to call my dad's friend for FYP, about how boring 90210 is and how I hate every single freaking character. And not judging me for still continuing to watch a show I claim to hate. Or how inspiring Take That is. Or how I've recently stopped listening to Take That (truly a struggle), and discovered new music in exchange.
Gotta love how Jovita offered me her bed and her Mac so I could finish a very exciting episode of Downton Abbey while she was sleeping, so that I didn't have to spend a night in my bed worrying about a cockroach falling into my mouth, or my ears.
Of course, in return I have to listen to Jovita's daily struggles with the 966 bus - the climax of the story usually is 5 minutes into the story when she tells me that yes, she did indeed get on the bus. Or Jasmine's own struggles with her fellow intern who randomly asks random people if they can join them for lunch. Or listening to Jasmine mull over a dilemma to sleep at 9 (so she can not think about work), or sleep much later so that she still has more time awake where she's not at work. She always chooses the first option despite my fervent support for the latter.
Sigh, at times when I feel other people think I'm stupid, weird, speak incoherently and give me weird looks or don't take me seriously as a result, the two dhanarajees totally make me feel normal because all three of us are essentially stupid, weird and speak incoherently. The two of them more so than me of course...
Gotta love how Jovita offered me her bed and her Mac so I could finish a very exciting episode of Downton Abbey while she was sleeping, so that I didn't have to spend a night in my bed worrying about a cockroach falling into my mouth, or my ears.
Of course, in return I have to listen to Jovita's daily struggles with the 966 bus - the climax of the story usually is 5 minutes into the story when she tells me that yes, she did indeed get on the bus. Or Jasmine's own struggles with her fellow intern who randomly asks random people if they can join them for lunch. Or listening to Jasmine mull over a dilemma to sleep at 9 (so she can not think about work), or sleep much later so that she still has more time awake where she's not at work. She always chooses the first option despite my fervent support for the latter.
Sigh, at times when I feel other people think I'm stupid, weird, speak incoherently and give me weird looks or don't take me seriously as a result, the two dhanarajees totally make me feel normal because all three of us are essentially stupid, weird and speak incoherently. The two of them more so than me of course...