chit chat yakity yak

today i had a good time just sitting on the grass and watching the sun play with shadows on our faces. for once the grass was greener on our side of the world.

tho all of us just HAD to keep pulling it out (inside joke).

i realize that i love to talk. nonstop. i cant help it. i like talking. i dont care what i talk about i just like to talk. i can talk with fullstops, dont worry. but after the fullstop, theres always another sentence coming right up. no breaks. just a whole lotta bull. i could go on and on talking about nothing and come out sounding shallow and stupid but i wont care coz i just love talking. it keeps me going. yeah, talking about nothing keeps me going like how the dynamo keeps the light on the bicycle going (does it?). you dont have to give me a topic. ill just talk. even if the essence of what im saying to you the whole day could be rooted to one word or sentence

just like how the whole paragraph up there could be summed up to
"i like to talk"

oh and thats why i dont really like exams.
i have to sit still for 3 hours. and not talk. which is why most of the time, whatever i write on the answer sheet would be exactly what i would be talking about in that 3 hours.

complete and utter bullcrap.
which is a nicer way of saying bullshit come to think of it. why cant we just say bullshit tho? i think bullcrap and bullshit brings out about the same kinda rudeness. which is the not-so kind. i mean, who cares if you say bullshit or bullcrap right?

ok i shall stop.

this is bullshit.

or bullcrap

whatever.

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