being the imp that diego was, he desperately tries to reminisce his highschool science teacher...and attempted to incorporate this to the nature of his job as of the moment: (an attempt to prevent the thought of continuous non productivity)
diego: teacher, teacher..wrong spelling wrong?
ms. punane: kailan ba naging tama ang mali?
diego: deer caught on a headlight*
this ridiculously random thought presented two talking points:
• that day diego fell in love. with sarcasm. nearly fifteen years after, she became his bitter suicidal enemy.
• had he the power of google he would've retorted with the eloquence of jamaican vocabulary via google translation.
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