Brain Fart Synonym Novels & Stories

"Emily!!! What the fuck bro?" So turns out I forgot completely about Sophie being around. I was about to kung fu her ass down thinking she was an intruder or something. "Sorry, Soph, I totally forgot you were here," I said, pouting dramatically before adding, "It's not my fault, though. You know what they say about pregnancy brain." I wiggled my brows like it was some kind of valid medical excuse, hoping she'd buy it. Honestly, I was leaning all the way into the stereotype because why not? One minute I could be sharp as a tack, and the next I'd forget my own phone was in my hand. Soph rolled her eyes so hard I swore I heard it, but I caught the corner of her lips twitching in a smile.

I was able to breathe through the confusion, as Laura sat there, quietly waiting for me to relax. “What the hell was that?” I asked, as the wave of discomfort passed. “That is what I used to call baby brain,” Laura said with a soft smile. “Baby brain?” I asked, confused. “So much is coming at you, on top of trying to destroy a witch, that your brain has decided to take a break. I am sure other people would call it something else, but I always called it baby brain. And you are not alone. We all felt that way at some point,” Laura assured me.

I explain, trying to speak in a language they would understand better. " Accidents happen when someone meets an unfortunate encounter, and when the brain is also triggered to pain, they lose track of past events," Bryan explained, and i stared at him wide eyes. He's so smart. " He can be a dummy sometimes daddy, but he's also a brainaic since he spends all of his time reading boring science books " Brielle explained unfazed by what amazes me and I laugh out loud, finally finding joy in my kids. " That's it Bryan, how come you're so smart ? " I asked, still amaze.

“ Cuckoo” “ Daffy” “ Lunkhead” “ Whacky” “ Zany” “ Loony” “ Kooky” “ Screwball” “ Half-baked” Hudson snapped. “ Inept” “ Daft” “ Dippy” “ Dotty” “ Birdbrain” Alvara snapped back. “ Chucklehead” “ Chowder head” “ Boobish” “ Airhead” “ Brain dead” “ Dense”

I'm thinking about so many things and not paying attention to my surroundings. "Didn't you want to go in here?" Johnny asks. I abruptly stop walking and slap a hand against my forehead. "Oh, geez, yes. Sorry." I read online about something called "pregnancy brain" and I'm pretty sure I have it because I've been forgetting things lately. I'm also under a lot of stress, too, and that isn't helping.

He frowned, “it’s Finn, your bestie. Damn that accident must’ve shaken up your brain a bit.” I shook my head, “I remember things just fine.” Aria looked up at him, “he doesn’t remember us.” I began to grow frustrated with these people who claimed to know me. Groans came from the other cots and two guys with brown hair both got up at almost the same time. The one with the darker hair spoke first, “looks like everyone is alright.” Aria gave him a sad smile, “Zach has amnesia.” He let out a disbelieving laugh, “you’re joking.”

As if a bucket of water was poured down, the ladies' expressions turned sour. "Wait a minute," the guy excused while getting his phone. "I have a dictionary application here," he said then browsed at his phone screen. "These are the synonyms of the word dumb. It says: fool, stupid, idiot and gullible." He stopped for a moment. Next, he looked alternately at Almond and the other girls. "What should I do?" He heaved a sigh. "I don't think these words are enough to describe the other girls. What about? Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm... Ahh! What about..." Before he uttered his last words, the smile on his face disappeared, "BRAINLESS?" He uttered in cold tone while poring at Freesia and the other women.

I was a level of exhausted that I hadn't experienced before. Is this what being pregnant is like? I thought, as I began doodling mindless swirls of blank ink onto the paper in front of me. I'd spent lots of time looking on the Internet to learn everything that I could about what it would be like to be pregnant. I do remember reading several articles where women said that they were more tired than they'd ever been. They also said that there were times it was like their brain wouldn't work. “Baby Brain” is the term that they used for it. I hadn't thought much of it when I read the articles, but now, as I sat there feeling like a zombie at my desk, it quickly became clear that I had a case of t