Oh, my ego. And Alonso.
Ah, speak of the devil. I mentioned something about my bruised ego right?
So here's some things you can do if you're a shark with a bruised ego:
I don't think you can actually see it clearly there, so here's the link:
My sis read it on the newspapers, and showed it to me. I couldn't stop laughing and agreeing because I can relate to it. Sort of.
I ended up killing people in Fist of Guthix. Some Runescape minigame. Being the highest level there has its pros.
Anyway, I just finished watching the first Formula 1 night race. I think a lot of people did that too, so it's nothing much claiming to have watched it because it most probably is so usual it's nothing valuable anymore.
Maybe I should claim that I didn't watch, because rarities are always welcomed.
I...seriously didn't find it exciting. It's just..round, round, round, round. And with the Singapore track, it's the same as watching a ferris-wheel, where every cabin is moving at the same speed.
You know what it means right? It just means that it is a one-dimensional thing. Not that exciting watching a high-speed ferris-wheel, right? Or a centrifuging machine, whatever it's called.
But accidents don't happen to such mundane stuff.
I think I laughed when Massa's fuelling pipe flew off with him. I find it very sad for him. From first to..nearly the last. 13th? Minus off the few people who crashed.
I was watching with my family, and we all laughed in unison. For all the humour injected in the race, it could've been a comedy.
We could learn something about complacency, too. See Massa's refuelling team? On the green lights without checking. Costly mistake.
I wanted Alonso to win, because his name starts with A. But he started at 15 lor. I..find the race really screwed. I mean, it knocked out quite a few cars. Maybe this happens all the time, but seeing sparks fly out from the bottom of the cars is quite a sight to behold.
And I'm sure that Ferrari hates Singapore.
And the trophy looks just like a lump of metal. I..don't think it's meant for decoration purposes. It's the 'I got it and stuffed it in the store-room' kind of thing.
I know I'm sleepy now. I haven't finished my homework. I hate maths homework. So many. It's accumulated as usual. It simply snowballs.
Gah. I still don't have my ego back.
Shall go FoG some more.
What's the point in this post? Nothing, except that I'm bragging to whoever reads this that my ego is dented for the most stupid of reasons, and that I shall do something stupid like dent other people's ego just to satisfy my egotistic needs.
Being egotistic is so troublesome.
Heh. Just thought of a post title. It rhymed, and I think you read it above. I don't think that there's any chances of the title being repeated.
Random.
-- 9/28/2008 02:01:00 PM