My sister amazes even me, which should be pretty difficult by now, since my expectations are the lowest of all (in the family or otherwise). And yet, when she still manages to stoop lower than that, it leaves me speechless, mindnumblingly shocked, and totally mindblown.
This happened to be one of those incidencts.
So my sister just started an adventure that scared even the over-couragous me (becasue if my siter was infact about to set out doing this…then what may become of the world as we know it?). and that adventure was reading. yes, my sister started to READ. even i am shocked.
and yet, that is not todays particular incident of shock, oh no. However, while on the topic of her reading id like to ellaborate a bit.
Still disappointed and depressed over the books she decided to read, im still not sure how i feel about my sister reading terrible books i hate like Vicky Angel by Jacqueline Wilson (a book that manages to be controverisal to almost all world-widely famous religious beliefs about life-after death) instead of something truly epic like my re-reading Harry Potter. i mean, realllyyy? Wilson’s…shtuff over Harry-inspiring-kids-to-look-forward-to-their-eleventh-birthday-for-a-letter-from-hogwarts-Potter?! really?!
ahem. so er…yeah =P to the actual incident of shock now…
The rooms cool, but both the AC and fan are off…so i tell my brother to turn the fan on. Hadia, isntantly starts complaining, saying that itll mess with her book. so i ask her HOW in the world the fans managed to do that. She responds- and here it comes- with how if the fans on, the pages of the book will begin to flip, because theyll get blown away by the fan. Just just- what? So she ellaborates, exasperated, asthough this is something as easily understood as needing food to live. that basically, the fan will blow air towards her book (factually incorrect. the fan does not blow air, it turns, causing already existing air in the room to move.) and thus turns and moves the pages, making it totally IMPOSSIBLE to read. DUH.
um…how about just trying hold the book properlyy?? you know, in such a way that you can actually READ it without worrying about the pages being moved by something normal like having a fan on in the summer…
and then she showed me how she held the book. it was like she was pinching it tentively, like it might try to bite her, or that shes considering how much cooler itd look on the floor…, anyways, basically, if i so much as turned the fan on, the might might have flown out of her hands.
As a porffesional and awesome mega bookreader nerd-mhmm, self bestowed title, course =D- that i am, i couldnt even COVNEY the level of hugeness of the facepalm i wanted to and nearly did attempt having witnessed and HEARD all of this…but out of fear of smushing my head and killing all my brain cells, making it pretty unlikely to get into say Yale or Standford or even THINK, i decided not to. it was a VERY close call at that too.
aaaand she just did another face palm worthy moment just now as i was typing all this out…she asked me if i wrote in the book shes particularly reading right now and not the author cuz the FONT HAD CHANGED when they showed what was written…um, i cant explain it too well, what i mean so ill show you and examples. (cuz like im all about the examples ^_^ )
so then i elegantly scrawled a message across the corner of her page. the message read,
Oi, what do you MEAN by Percy Jacksons not awesome?!
^the above scrawl being in an actual different font…it didnt work here for some reason =Y
SO YEAAAH…it was like that. but it was basically a girl writing a message with frosting on a cake or something. it couldve been ketchup on a hotdog too so…yeah, whatever, she basically thought i wrote it…just no…no.
ladies and gentlemen, my sister. wohoo.
keep your facepalms ready.