Let's start right where we left off last week.
"Hey, you're back
already," she said. "Lucky you, I did all the cooking and
the dishes."
"I did it on
purpose," I said, "I always black out just on time to avoid
doing cores, it has been working all my life and you're my new
slave." I said sitting on a chair at my desk and looking for a
fork.
"Right! Don't expect
me to be doing all the cooking and all the cleaning though, I was
just hungry," Amy said.
"That was a joke,"
I said. "I wish I could be doing to on purpose, just I'm not
even sure of the purpose of it all anymore."
"Did you really
think that fainting ever had a purpose? I mean I know you said that
your brain got used to it and you don't feel too good it you don't
get your dose of it but for anyone else around, it's perfectly find
to be conscious most of the time."
"I know, but it has
become and habit and that's not really something I have control
over," I said.
"I think I'll be
really annoyed if I was to miss out so much of my life, life is
already so short and I have so much to do. I realize that even more
now. I spend the day reading which I would have considered a waste of
time before. And that was so much fun compared to whatever I'm used
to," Amy said.
"You are telling me
that organic chemistry is better than going out at a party with your
friends or shopping for shoes?" I asked in disbelieve.
"I wouldn't go that
far, maybe," Amy said slowly, "But I do realize that if I
was to go to parties every day, especially one like Thursday night
and if I was to get new shoes everyday, they I wouldn't even have a
chance to wear them and that would be pretty lame. I mean there is
more to life."
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