the golden compass
I didn't wake up for nothing today. Played Runescape for awhile and somehow I got damn lucky. Got 4rune meds. So happy. Virtual stuff like this virtually makes me happy I guess.
Then went to Orchard Road. Thanks for the rain, exactly what I needed for my rheumatism.
On my way, I kept thinking. Wow, all this bastards are wielding armours (shirt), and even the best helmets (earphones). Then I looked at myself and found that I pale in comparison, as always.
See, I also have my earphone. But it's sort of spoilt, with the Sony Ericsson brand missing from the right earphone. You know, the left, the right. That right. Now you got that right, let's move on to where else I pale in comparison.
Besides the starking contrast of helmets, I'm wearing slippers. The others wear shoes. Man, I suck.
Damn. I should bang my head or something, coz people like me aren't fit to life on Earth. Why? Coz I don't exploit Earth as much as the others. Man, I really need to do some soul-searching. I need to waste more money and up the sales of leathery stuff and whatever walking disaster they call 'Fashion'. I need to look like some alien. Perhaps then I'd be totally unique, like all the alien-looking stuff in the MRT. Yea man, to be unique I must wear the 'I am UNIQUE' shirt, and stare as the whole MRT compartment full of people leer at you with their own 'I am UNIQUE' shirt. Definitely.
Oh look, I just received an email from Adventurequest. That's Battleon for the ignorant people. Now don't start banging your head or something. It's ok to be ignorant. Just don't be a fool. Ah. This email is SPAM. Why? It's telling me to log in. If it told me that it somehow detected that I haven't been logging in for a long time and that I can have a 48hr login pass, perhaps the love for battleon within me would be rekindled. But until then, sorry.
Back to the point. So I guess I might have been the most common person, because no one else would wear what I wear to town. Attracting attention? Nah, it's called 'sloppiness'.
So I met up with NKS and SCZJ. Burger king, king of scammers. The 34D burger looks nice though. I mean. It looks big. Useful for the next cross-dress, if ever there is one in place.
Oh we watched the Golden Cock, I mean, The Golden Compass. The choices for us were TGC and Enchanted. The flip-coin exercise obliterated Enchanted's chances of being watched. Big mistake.
But then again fairytales always end up right and so there's no point watching them coz I might as well re-read The Little Mermaid, or Snow White and the Seven Dwarves, or just go play Runescape and hope that my life gets better than all this BS.
The only thing TGC is good is the very laughable sentence. I like it.
There are bears wearing armour. And fighting. And asking little girls 'You wish to ride me?'
Damn, I can't get enough of that. In his super husky voice, he asked the little girl that question?
Seriously, 3 words. What-the-hell. I like it very much. The whole theatre exploded in laughter. I like it. Even after a few minutes there'd be horny people who'd snigger and whisper, thinking that there conversation would go unnoticed in that exceptionally quiet scene in a quiet cinema in which everyone is simply paying rapt attention towards that scene, only to hear their whisperings ECHOING back at them 'You wish to ride me?'
Damn, that made me laugh even more. Tried to control, but then again it's damn hard. People started sniggering some more. How fun.
Man, perhaps this $8 isn't that wasted after all.
Then we found John. Whooo the star. He was unbelievably crude. I like. Man, no wonder he's my sexy.
He still plays maple though. Only lifeless people play maple. People with life plays Runescape. Hou yes, people who play games don't have lives at all. Oh wait, Runescape is not a game, it's my life! I guess that says a lot about my life.
Screwed.
We decided to bounce on the MRT. Won't bother explaining this technical marvel, leave you people to guess and grope the dust.
So bouncing would leave you with an exceptionally empty MRT compartment, right? That spells 9letters and 1 spacing--Party Time
Swinging around like monkeys, blah blah. Damn, I like. Then fooled around like it's our house, like it was cat high, like it was that way all along.
I like.
Then balik kampong. So my great headgear failed me. I hate it when I'm using it and I can only hear one side. I'd rather swallow a bucket of my own vomit then suffer this pain. I'm serious.
I don't mind gargling it either, it's all the same isn't it? From me.
Ya lor. So I had to endure something like that throughout my journey home. Can you imagine gargling your own vomit for a full 20mins? If you can't, don't get helmets.
Oh yea, I did some calculations too. Let's say a cup of Milo costs 20cents. It's home made so it's cheap. I drink 4cups. That means 80cents a day. Let's round up, just to be on the safe side.
That means I drink $31 every month. But then again, that's astronomical as compared to my computer spendings, and to your air-conditioning. What's the huge amount of energy cost needed to power the entire CBD when compared to my Milo cravings?
Man. I need to cut down on my Milo.
I need an answer, too. From no one less than you. You won't be reading this of course, by the time you know of this blog it'd have been pushed down by the future posts of mine.
Damn.
-- 12/06/2007 03:02:00 AM
