Fixing

Ever experienced the moments when blood just doesn’t seem to flow into your brain? Okay, that sounds overzealously severe. What I mean is, ever encounter those moments when your brain just couldn’t seem to light up a bulb despite how much you squeeze, nip, grasp, flip it inside out?

It’s like as if your brain had just fallen into a black hole and you spontaneously transformed into an idiot.

Sadly I’ve encountered this tragedy recently, for example during Physics yesterday. I was observing my lecturer scribbling some formulas on the board *scribble scribble scribble*. The more she scribbles those formulas, the more I felt distant and soon enough to realise that I was already in Mars.

Bummer! I whispered to my friends behind me: “Are you guys seeing alien language with starts orbiting above your head or am I the only one being unable to understand what the crap is she writing?”

Dennis: “It’s okay you’re not the only one".”

Gosh! What a relief! Sometimes I do feel as if I’m the only idiot especially when I encounter a dead end while brainstorming. Nevertheless, I just have to accept the fact that our mind has limits. We can’t possibly understand every single thing at once? Who are we? Einstein?

Exams are approaching, I better get this rusted brain of mine fixed before I turned into a real idiot. But then if I were a flee brained, I’d probably hang myself. Before I do that, I would most probably think twice… Why? Cause’ I haven’t get my hands on the iPhone 4.

How can I possibly die just like that?