Bad Habits

Of posting multiple times a day after not posting for weeks upon weeks.

I am very ashamed of the following story, but on the internet, shame turns into celebrity, that that guy who sang that euro pop song and was everywhere.

It wasn't the greatest thing to be known for, but hey. Any publicity is good publicity right?

So after watching the movie IKIRU, in Philosophy, the professor was preparing us for the next movie, Run Lola Run, which our class will be watching tonight.
IKIRU isn't the most jolly of films, what with stomach cancer and existentialist themes, but during one of the saddest parts of the movie, I started to get congested. Purely the result of being in the basement of the Humanities Center, I assure you.

However, at the end of class, the professor mentioned that he thought he heard sniffling.
It was me of course, but it wasn't because I was upset. Just because my nose was stuffy.

Not wanting to be known as she-who-cries-during-movies, I immediately followed with:

"Oh, that was me. I was just constipated."

.....wrongwordwrongwordwrongword, Mel. Great job.

I was completely horrified, and corrected myself. It was too late.


I fear that I shall be known as she-who-needs-to-poop-during-movies-but-cannot for ever more.