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Unbelievable.
6:50 PM June 23, 2007

Thursday afternoon. A McDonald's counter lady actually denied my request for more ketchup. 0__0 I didn't know that was even possible, or allowed. I had just finished giving my order and was about to take my tray to my table, when I remembered to ask for extra ketchup (as anyone who's ever seen me eat a pack of fries on my own knows, I consume quite an admirable amount of ketchup). The lady actually said no, and that they actually have a one-is-to-one policy with regard to ketchup giving. etc. 0__o Yeah right. And then when one of my companions asked another staff member for ketchup, the request was willingly obliged. -_- Hmph. Very accommodating.

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Thursday evening. I was up late trying in vain to answer this rather difficult question for my accounting class the next morning. With the combined effort of a tired, number-congested mind and the lack of sleep from previous nights, I got myself stuck at this certain problem, which I strangely knew (and I just knew..) that I would be called on to answer. (I was already imagining what I'd say, the excuses, the pleas..)

The quandary was in the fact that the variable cost (which in theory should be multiplied to the units of production) was given already multiplied. So in my sleepiness, I was multiplying 100,000 units of production to the given variable cost of 140,000 , getting as a result a figure way to large to make sense given the problem, till I eventually figured out that 1.4 was the variable cost, not 140,000. 0_0

So after losing sleep on that, I retired and my insomnia kicked in, keeping me awake till the wee hours of the morning with mortifying images of some cooking disaster which should never, in theory, have the power to keep anyone awake as it did to me. >_< *if you want a more elaborate description of the disaster, ask me in person. I have no intention of mortifying people in this blog unless they wish to be mortified.

Friday morning. I was barely awake and for some nature-defying reason, my teacher DOES call on me to recite that exact same number I dreaded (though I had finally figured it out) to answer. I could barely read the numbers I had written on the board. Gawd. My teacher had to ask me to explain twice, and one of my classmates remarked that I seemed 'lost'. 0_o

I knew I was psychic. :p

come fly ~ gen

Lol. I get those weird feelings too sometimes. :p It's kinda freaky when it does happen and even worse when you shrugged it off as nothing and it did. >_<

~ Signia | June 24, 2007 9:18 PM

maybe it's because some people hoard to many ketchups and they just rely on the mcdo's for their supply instead of buying

~ Anonymous | June 25, 2007 3:39 AM

hmmm...you've know you were psychic since high school gen...although, you liked teasing me with your psychicness by reading the overhead projections that I didn't know was being projected and i was this close to believing you had powers. O_o

jichan~ *huggleS*

~ Vigile | July 03, 2007 12:17 AM