Ooh seems like I won.
Yea. The results were out a long time ago. This competition is so stupid and retarded that I don't even know why I'm still playing it. I mean, it's just staying awake and seeing who falls asleep first. No more, no less.
I don't even get anything out of it. Just plain fatigue due to lack of sleep. There's no glory in such battles against the body's needs. It's akin to self-mutilation. Never mind. I'm doing it again. Now's 2.16AM for anyone who can't be bothered to read the time and date on the end of the post.
I'm sleepy. I should just sleep now. There's no point banging out this stupid post over stupid reasons such as notifying you indifferent people that I won the stupid competition. Which wasn't much of a competition, seeing that competitors themselves never changed.
Which reminds me of the near-death experience I had with my cousins, which all seemed to be speed devils.
So I was at my ahma house yesterday night for dinner. And they wanted to play those bomb bags, something I never dared to touch for fear of pain and death resulting from a reaction within chemicals within (I suspect K to be within). Yea right. Either way, I never liked the noise and all. And I'd never exploded a bomb bag throughout the 15years and...around 4months of my life.
Yes, I'm young, shut up =.=
Anyway, I sexploded quite a few of them. Break the bag within the bag with your eyelids is quite a challenge, trust me. You can't do it. I challenge you to do it. It'd be worse if it explodes in your eyes, and I'd laugh at you for being such a dork. Just because it's a dare, you take it up? Idiot.
Anyway, we played the old 'Ice and water' game. Or 'Fire and ice'. I can't remember all the variations, and even if I could recall them I won't bother typing them down.
My other cousin and I were running against the other...5 cousins. We can catch them all very easily, but you don't stand much of a chance against 5kids in a small area. The fact that 2 of the 5 were damn fast didn't help.
And no, I sprint quite fast. OK, maybe much slower now, but fast enough to catch and rape almost anybody. Which makes you wonder what I was last time.
And I had this 'I-can't-fucking-catch-my-breath' feeling. Couldn't move for some time too.
I survived, as usual, and climbed to the roof of the playground just to catch some air, and scenery, which comprises of a strong bright white light burning into your eyes, and some old people sitting around, more kids, more people staring at you from their HDB flats.
And went back to playing the same game. And died.
I'm supposed to wake up earlier tomorrow. Time to sleep.
Have a happy new year ahead of you people, and don't be too vain because you'd get bothered by things otherwise not seen as important by yourself.
-- 2/08/2008 12:24:00 AM
