ah, dearie me.

it's getting a bit hot in here with the whole flaming brou-haha (such a funny word, that), isn't it?

but you know, in all the essence of adolescenthood, all i have to say to avoid the 'this is my blog i get to say what i want and up yours pbbt!' rant is whatever. in a few years time, i will have to stop using that word, and i shall rue the moment when that day comes.

in three syllables and hardly any intellectual effort, this single word efficiently manages to dismiss situations that we, being apathetic teenagers

• do not care about
• cannot be bothered to care about
• and most conveniently, do not want to think about.

in fact, i think there was this time during rmun that this girl, while making her speech *gasp* inadvertantly allowed this word to slip into her otherwise, technically flawless delivery. uberly funny i thought, but Boss Guy With Lisp didn't think so.