hocus pocus... FOCUS!
The previous 3 posts were mind-numbingly bimbotic, now that I've read through them again.
They evidently included:
1) Girly gossip about celebrities
2) Swooning about a guy unabashedly
3) More swooning, about an inanimate object, though. (my new bag!!! XD)
Noooo! I don't want to bear any resemblance to a bimbo!!! Like, ohmygosh!
Now that I've come to the topic of bimbotic-ness...
I wonder.
How did this derogatory term come about?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bimbo
WOW! Wiki actually has an article on it. Impressive. Now for some unimpressive plagiarism from my favourite site.
"Bimbo is a term that emerged in popular English language usage in the early 20th century to describe an often attractive, non-intelligent woman."
Phew. The first verb is not applicable in my case. Case closed. Don't you love definitions?
(but here's a shocking fact. In the English language, this word was originally used for stupid men.)
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Ok, moving on to the main topic for today.
Wah... how saccharine can young love get?
(btw, that's fructose, a monosaccharide which is apparently the sweetest of all sugars)
Nina and I were studying in KFC today, when a couple stepped in and sat down a table away from us. The both of them are decked out in their respective school uniforms. Hmm, the guy's in shorts! Nina quickly infers that he's in lower sec. Woah. Very young love.
Romeo and Juliet droop over the table languidly. They stare absent-mindedly into space, avoiding each others' gaze. The chivalrous Romeo then decides to get off his handsome stallion of reticence, swiftly slicing through the icy barrier to interaction with his majestic sword in the process.
The ice has shattered.
He casually leans closer to his fair maiden.
No response.
Unaffected, he reaches out slowly, and holds her hand.
She looks into his eyes. He senses sadness, and smiles meekly.
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