Tuesday, November 15, 2005
back.
my mouse just got replaced with this super cool one with a crystal casing and optic fibre wire!
lightweight teamed with blue light when in operation.
sweeeeeet.
a lethal combination.
wahahaha!
ahem. ok.
not really the razor mouse, but it looks better than that.
geek instinct.
anyway.
have lots of things to post about but i shall decide not to.
mainly because they have happened such a long time ago and i cant remember any funny things which happened then.
which would then make my long essay posts boring and i'm sure you wouldnt want that.
oh wait!
the only funny thing i remembered was the time i thrashed evonne soundly at a fierce game of tekken at the e-zone arcade.
the tampines mall outlet.
yeah, good times.
she was huffing all the way after that.
anyway, i HAD to beat her because for someone who plays dead or alive, tekken and streetfighter(that was a LONG time ago), i felt that my reputation and most importantly, DIGNITY was at stake.
omg!
you simply dont know the horror of having evonne rubbing it in when she thrashes you at something.
its repetitive and tiresome.
no offence to evonne.
but, she is one pro salt-rubber.
always rubbing salt in wounds.
rubbing. very. hard.
so of course, i gave it all i've got and fly-kicked her character every opportunity i got.
PHEW.
sadly for vera, there was no dance dance revolution there.
thank Heavens.
or else she would have pulled me to compete with her.
there was only para para paradise.
as bimbotic as that sounds, i was so glad they didnt install ddr there.
hehheh.
hey!
i'm a doa and tekken kind of arcade patron.
you know...the type who always makes a beeline for that machine at the arcade.
and also raced with nina and kiara on daytona 2.
and finished in an embarrassing third place.
guess who came in tops?
yeah, nina.
shes one heck of a racer.
i've tried every trick in the racing book to make her crash.
tricks like, ramming her car as close to the wall as possible...
and slowing down suddenly in front of her.
and even bumping her.
but every one of them backfired.
wow.
nothing interesting happened in the cinema.
but evonne was talking loud enough to wake the dead.
i think she was whispering.
and it wasnt so bad during the parts where there were matches and crowds cheering.
but it was horrific during the quiet parts.
the worst thing was that, she was whispering to ME.
oh yeah, we watched "goal!"
there was only jas, evonne, fionn and i.
the rest went to watch flightplan.
anyway.
i was so damn sure that someone would kick the back of my chair and yell at us to "bloody keep quiet."
but thankfully, no one did and i shushed her to make sure it didnt.
but then, after i shushed her, the little blur doot turned over to fionn's side and continued whispering to her!
i almost drenched her head with my drink.
that is sure to be included in "desperate ways to get your chatty friend to pipe down in the quiet cinema 101" book.
oh yeah! the best part was that we smuggled long john silvers into the cinema.
and the way we tried to do it was shamelessly amateur.
we had 2 chicken combos to smuggle in.
mission possible.
first, we tried stuffing the platters into plastic bags and then stuffing them into fionns bag while the drinks are put at each side of my bags bottle compartment.
bad move, the cinema ticket collector saw it and gave us the evil eye.
so we hid behind a wall to figure out our next move.
after 5 minutes of intense planning and plotting, we finally came up with the ingenius way of carefully putting the drinks into my bag while the platters stayed nice and comfy in fionns bag.
we got admitted in.
yay!
seriously, i have smuggled macdonalds, muffins and a whole six course dinner but i have NEVER smuggled long john silvers before.
well, theres a first time for everything.
by the way, the part about me smuggling a whole six course dinner was meant to be a joke.
not a particularly funny one which will make you hoot like a hyena but nevertheless a joke.
shall try to remember all the other funny things that have happened during the whole period of time i have been mouseless.
cheers.
my mouse just got replaced with this super cool one with a crystal casing and optic fibre wire!
lightweight teamed with blue light when in operation.
sweeeeeet.
a lethal combination.
wahahaha!
ahem. ok.
not really the razor mouse, but it looks better than that.
geek instinct.
anyway.
have lots of things to post about but i shall decide not to.
mainly because they have happened such a long time ago and i cant remember any funny things which happened then.
which would then make my long essay posts boring and i'm sure you wouldnt want that.
oh wait!
the only funny thing i remembered was the time i thrashed evonne soundly at a fierce game of tekken at the e-zone arcade.
the tampines mall outlet.
yeah, good times.
she was huffing all the way after that.
anyway, i HAD to beat her because for someone who plays dead or alive, tekken and streetfighter(that was a LONG time ago), i felt that my reputation and most importantly, DIGNITY was at stake.
omg!
you simply dont know the horror of having evonne rubbing it in when she thrashes you at something.
its repetitive and tiresome.
no offence to evonne.
but, she is one pro salt-rubber.
always rubbing salt in wounds.
rubbing. very. hard.
so of course, i gave it all i've got and fly-kicked her character every opportunity i got.
PHEW.
sadly for vera, there was no dance dance revolution there.
thank Heavens.
or else she would have pulled me to compete with her.
there was only para para paradise.
as bimbotic as that sounds, i was so glad they didnt install ddr there.
hehheh.
hey!
i'm a doa and tekken kind of arcade patron.
you know...the type who always makes a beeline for that machine at the arcade.
and also raced with nina and kiara on daytona 2.
and finished in an embarrassing third place.
guess who came in tops?
yeah, nina.
shes one heck of a racer.
i've tried every trick in the racing book to make her crash.
tricks like, ramming her car as close to the wall as possible...
and slowing down suddenly in front of her.
and even bumping her.
but every one of them backfired.
wow.
nothing interesting happened in the cinema.
but evonne was talking loud enough to wake the dead.
i think she was whispering.
and it wasnt so bad during the parts where there were matches and crowds cheering.
but it was horrific during the quiet parts.
the worst thing was that, she was whispering to ME.
oh yeah, we watched "goal!"
there was only jas, evonne, fionn and i.
the rest went to watch flightplan.
anyway.
i was so damn sure that someone would kick the back of my chair and yell at us to "bloody keep quiet."
but thankfully, no one did and i shushed her to make sure it didnt.
but then, after i shushed her, the little blur doot turned over to fionn's side and continued whispering to her!
i almost drenched her head with my drink.
that is sure to be included in "desperate ways to get your chatty friend to pipe down in the quiet cinema 101" book.
oh yeah! the best part was that we smuggled long john silvers into the cinema.
and the way we tried to do it was shamelessly amateur.
we had 2 chicken combos to smuggle in.
mission possible.
first, we tried stuffing the platters into plastic bags and then stuffing them into fionns bag while the drinks are put at each side of my bags bottle compartment.
bad move, the cinema ticket collector saw it and gave us the evil eye.
so we hid behind a wall to figure out our next move.
after 5 minutes of intense planning and plotting, we finally came up with the ingenius way of carefully putting the drinks into my bag while the platters stayed nice and comfy in fionns bag.
we got admitted in.
yay!
seriously, i have smuggled macdonalds, muffins and a whole six course dinner but i have NEVER smuggled long john silvers before.
well, theres a first time for everything.
by the way, the part about me smuggling a whole six course dinner was meant to be a joke.
not a particularly funny one which will make you hoot like a hyena but nevertheless a joke.
shall try to remember all the other funny things that have happened during the whole period of time i have been mouseless.
cheers.