Monday, May 16, 2005

Dude, where does the time go?

Today was the final deadline for all my flatmates' assignments and stuff, so from today they will all be more relaxed and I will be the only one who is more stressed out. Sometimes I just wish it was a month earlier but with the same amount of work I have done already. I have no idea where does the time go, it just flies by and I still have loads to do. A nice debate about this could go like:

A: dude, where does the time go?
B: where does the time go, dude?
A: dude, where does the time go?
B: where does the time go, dude?

I watched this movie "Dude, Where's My Car" like a week ago, and it was just the sort of 'cognitive junk food' I needed. It's a movie about absolutely nothing. But I can't help thinking that someone should do a linguistic analysis of the use of "dude" and "sweet" in conversation. That will be fun. I especially liked the part when a French guy tries to say "I am an honourable man" with his funny French accent which confuses everyone.

Ok, have to get back to work, dude. Sweet.

Mai

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