<Kabuki_Dude> Shit... My teacher just sprung a surprise psych
test on me. It was a damned describing game... Like: There's a
forest, describe it. I was being a jackass and said that the
forest was burned down and blackened.
<Kabuki_Dude> Then she asked me how I went through the forest.
I said that I ran through it denying all logic and reason.
<Kabuki_Dude> She asked me to describe a vase in the forest,
so I said that it had a penis on it.
<Kabuki_Dude> Then she asked me to describe a barrier blocking
the way. I said that the barrier was my mom with a pickaxe.
<Kabuki_Dude> About 3 days later, my psych calls me and wants
to 'talk'. Apparantly, my teacher called my psyche with the
results of my test.
<Kabuki_Dude> Here's how it went down: The way you described
the forest was the way you viewed life. The way you went
through the forest was the way you went through life. The vase
is your view on relationships, and the barrier is how you
think you're going to die.
<Kabuki_Dude> Needless to say, my teacher keeps her distance
from me now.
