Out of the blue, I find myself googling idioms.
Bend Over Backwards:
Do whatever it takes to help. Willing to do anything.
Having flooded my friend’s wall, even though they wouldn’t be reading it any time soon, sending a text into outer space knowing it won’t get there for coverage but sending it anyway and just, well, raping their wall…
Dead Ringer:
100% identical. A duplicate.
Having almost called another friend at 6 am to say “I’m gonna miss you” and “Try and smuggle a friggin cell phone it’s a fun camp for God’s sake and not strike-against-modern-technology-to-get-dusty-and-have-fun-being-homesick camp!”, to find out that I thought tomorrow was today so I could have woken them up at 6 am only to make a complete idiot out of myself as usual…
Doozy:
Something outstanding.
Having found out that today’s the 17th out of sheer coincidence, because for some reason I’d believed that if yesterday was the 16th then tomorrow’s the 18th, considering that you’re standing somewhere on time’s butt crack. Or it could just be that my subconscious wanted to wipe 17th off the calendar, for that’s when my long lost, no-shit-giving friend ,who could be reading my blog only to see that so many people know her as the one and only wicked witch of the west by now, is coming back.
Eighty Six:
A certain item is no longer available. Or this idiom can also mean, to throw away.
Having worked with a friend on a joint article, narrated through the eyes of a 7 year old autistic boy after finding that yet another person I click with is fleeing the city/country within the two weeks during which fate has decided to give my social life a bone crushing massage. Do I look like a fucking people person to you?
Finding Your Feet:
To become more comfortable in whatever you are doing.
Having had a headache, on and off, during the last withdrawal week so that your head doesn’t remember what it’s like to be headache-less anymore. In addition to another passing-out inducing, headache-invoking cause, headaches are really beginning to grow on me.
Flip The Bird:
To raise your middle finger at someone.
Having done all of that, I bend over backwards to try and find my feet and feel all doozy without the headache only to find that the prospect is a definite eighty six and that karma’s flipping the bird on me.
Dead Ringer luck.
4 comments:
Wake me up, I don't care.
And I'm not smuggling the cell phone because it ruins the experience. It's just a week! Your chance to do stuff without me on your back! (The expression's on your back, right?)
Luv you!
If he has "Roaming" on, he's gonna receive it. And pay for it.
He asked to contact him via Facebook and E-mails, so do that, k?
And he's not going to read them until his plane lands.
Love you! <3
maho I just called and the annoying phone lady person 2alet in he's not within the coverage limit a2 7aga, fa yes, like I said in the car. =/ No roaming, no phone. gah
and I'm gonna wake you up bokra whether you like it or not ba2a! *hugs you so hard till she hears something crack*
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