It rained today. Oh, did it ever. Of all the weatherly things, rain and wind are my least favourite. If there were a line titled "the line on top of which are the things that I like most", rain and wind would be miles beneath, in the murky depths of blatant rejection.
Sometimes something happens which cancels out the rain and wind, such as a good test result or a funny joke, and thankfully one such thing happened today. Jessica W and Jessica M and I were having a conversation. Here is how it happened (more or less):
(we were on the subject of having Maori blood in our veins and how thankful we are that for most of us, it isn't so)
Me (to Jessica W.): Do you have any Maori in you?
Jessica W.: My mum and my dad are Maori.
Jessica M.: Yeah, but your mum is from Britain, and your last name is White!
Oh, and not only that, but Jessica M today instructed a mentally challenged boy on how to correctly use a door handle. I don't remember how it went, but it was funny.
Things like this don't happen enough. We have to strengthen our funny bones and utilise them more often. Too often are we plagued by awkward silences, stuck in a deadly mire of imagination-gone-to-die.
Haha, I'm only kidding. Silence isn't all bad. If I were old, I might even argue that it is golden. I just enjoy sounding like one of those overly inspirational speakers that Hollywood movies are all to fond of. You guys are awesome.
Ehehe, I make the funnies.
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