Aneurysm Out Of Sheer Stupidity Mga Nobela at Kwento

Everyone is now quiet even Georgie who is now looking at Hellen while holding hands, seriously, I want to save her, I really want to see their relationship grows and attend their wedding, I feel burdened and bothered but at the same time, I feel determined that we can do this! "I can! I want the procedure--" "--Babe...we can't just decide right away" Georgie said. "Yes, you need to still think about it but I can only give you within the day, tomorrow we need to have your decision, aneurysm, as well as dissection, is a life-threatening condition that needs immediate action"

Not moving. Ruptured aneurysm, the doctors said. No warning. Just… death. And the really disgusting part? No one really cared. His parents blamed the medical team. The university launched an investigation. Everyone moved on. Except me. I still see him falling. Still hear the sound his head made hitting the ice. Watching Sloane sink under that water brought it all back. That helpless feeling. That terror of being too late. "Don't call him weak," I said quietly.

Angel Caierre twirled in the air. “Honestly, I always knew you weren’t the brightest pup in the pack, but this level of stupidity? Even I’m impressed.” Spiky-Horn Caierre’s tiny face scrunched with disapproval. “Hey!” Caierre snapped. “You’re me! Stop insulting me!” “That’s the problem,” Spiky-Horn Caierre replied. “You’re me, and I’m you, and somehow we’re all idiots.” Caierre resisted the urge to punch the air, even though punching either of them would just make him look more insane.

Quite funny, just letting these crazy thoughts fill his mind is like one hell of a something, especially as he didn't expect it to happen, it is going to be embarrassing, not only to him but to her. Azariah had confirmed his thoughts to be stupid especially when it filled his mind so much, all he wanted to do is to shake it off, he totally wanted to do that but on second terms, he just made sure he shook his head violently to actually remove these things from his mind because he thought that he was being irrational, well, that might be the case, but it might be all risky to even think about it, he doesn't want anything to slip pass his mind without him noticing it.

They immediately flooded Stuart's video with insults and verbal abuse. "Is this what you describe as him setting a fire that resulted in your injuries? Are you sure you didn't almost die from your own idiocy instead? Even at three years old, I wouldn't have done something as stupid as that!" "I can't believe my eyes. Is this even humanly possible? Removing insulation from an apartment? Using a washing machine to wash dishes? Is that giant lump stuck to the top of your neck a massive tumor? You should get it removed before your condition gets any worse."

“Almost let me question my judgement for following you, but it’s you, so…” Jai frowned. “That’s almost twice. What does that even mean?” “Sometimes when you have a stupid friend who does stupid things, you wonder why would that person do stupid things. Especially since that certain friend knows it’s stupid. But since you remember that your friend is stupid, so him doing stupid things is actually no wonder. And then you realize that you almost question something that’s plainly obvious, which is also stupid—if you actually wonder about it, which makes you also stupid.”

“Stupid.” The doctor laughed. “Seems like the spell has worn off,” he said. “Don’t feel bad. Everyone was under a spell. No one noticed you slip out. Everyone is kicking themselves and praying to the moon goddess that you’ll be okay. I was able to repair the damage, but you need to take it easy for a while. Don’t scream. Don’t jostle your neck or anything. For the most part, try not to talk. Seems like maybe you were strangled before he cut your carotid?”

How dare he calls me stupid! He thrust his angry face into mine. “Then what if I shifted without knowing? What if someone saw me? So many ‘what ifs’, and you didn’t even think of one! How stupid can you get? You’re not Dirty Rosey—you’re Stupid Rosey!” Frustration shot up my chest. “I’M NOT STUPID! AND I’M NOT YOUR TOY!” His eyes widened with realisation. “So that's what this is all about.”

Kelvin frowned and he looked slightly impatient, “Why are you apologizing? I hear your assistant say that it is just a bum? Is it him?” The person on the bed looked fair and tall. Other than looking slightly silly, he did not look like a bum. Chloe was also a little confused, “But when I hit him at that moment, he was dressed in a ragged manner and it seemed like he had not taken a shower for quite a long time. His entire body was stinky. After the examination, the doctor says that he has blood clots in his brain and they are there before I hit him.” “You’ve hit a person whose brain is abnormal.”