Last Tuesday (=.= supposed.)
So I bought another Iron Man, and the auntie was like asking 'Ehh 减压 ah?'
Well, certainly less frigid. That's good.
So I'd sexplain my post title, because this is supposed to be our last week in Cat High. But E. Heng dropped a sex bomb on us, and we..have to go back to school next week.
So much for a 'graduating assembly'.
Quite pissed. I thought I'd finally get a chance to study at home and wank to my textbooks or something(I think Sex and textbooks can be a healthy mix
), but NOOOOOOOO, they just had to ruin my appetite.
Gah.
Anyway, here's what I did during the HCL remedial:
Oh my goodness! He's got a SHIELD! And, um, a..sword-like thing. Idea kouped from Kaisheng.
Oh my god(when I say god I mean myself), is that a...battle-ready position?! Smell his armpits.
Him in running position, with the Shield at the front and the..sword-like thingy at the back. If not it can't balance =.=
Ahhh! He's getting raped by the Evil Stapler! =.=
By the way, anyone knows this Joshua Tan Yuan Wang?
Well, I didn't steal his nametag, but Adarling picked it up. And I have it currently. So if you want it back, Mr. Tan, come get it at 4-7. Before I graduate.
I know he's an NPCC cadet, because Mrs. Chew saw the nametag =.=
So yea.
Zomg I love Iron Man even though I know shit about him. He's addictive. I'm going to collect him all!
Anyone wants? I'm merchanting. I'd buy one for $0.60 and sell for $1. Muahaha.
About how 'All is fair in love and war' is wrong. At least for me.
You might've heard of how random dudes go around kouping their brothers' wives. By brothers, I can also mean friends'.
I..think that's downright despicable. Dishonourable, unethical, blah blah blah. OK, so you like this girl who is already taken by your friend.
I don't think I'd even like my friend's girlfriend or something. It's just wrong. OK maybe she can be the chio-est woman on earth, or the most intelligent, blah blah blah, but so long as she's already taken by my friend, I won't even dream of touching her.
Wet dreams, maybe. But that's if I don't wank, and that doesn't happen.
I think I'm quite a screwed man. I don't even attack people who aren't attached. I think I'm shy *blushes*
Case study(if you think you're mentioned, then it probably is you):
Pb characters: A, B, C, D, E, F, G, where D, E, F, G are random mutual friends, and where A and B is a couple, with C being an eunuch caught between A and B.
So A and B are together, and wanted to live happily ever after. But C came in and told A to break up with B. A is the girl lah, because I like A(my name starts with A mah, and it's fascinating to be a woman). So C told A to break up with B, for 'work-related purposes'. Or maybe studies, substitute anything you like in lah.
So A, being a rational girl, decided to break up with B until after they finished with whatever stuff they have.
Then C takes the opportunity to move in and attack A, trying to seduce A into a relationship with him.
3 words sum it up--what the fuck.
I..find that very unethical lor. OK you like her, but there's no need for such drastic measures right? Screw you. OK maybe not, but the point was there.
So who agrees with me that C should be struck by lightning?
Something else about love: It makes people go mad.
So I was watching TV just now, the channel 8 9PM show. The female Pb character's father love his wife so much, he managed to summon her from memory.
Watching it made me feel sad. What a deep love, how screwed a scriptwriter!
And the second part is scarier. I forgot his name in the show lah, but he knew that his wife was dead already.
The next morning, he summoned her again from his memories. What he said nearly brought tears to me eyes. Ah well.
Isn't that stupid? Yet it can be considered a deep love for the wife. Love is stupid. But people do it anyway.
The same applies to upskirting of females. I mean, there's nothing extremely erotic about seeing some random female's lingerie, right? What sexual appeal is there in staring at a piece of worn fabric? What's there to be gained? How can anyone get erected over such stuff?
But it was funny to see a bunch of guys hurdled together, squeezing onto one bench:
X represents victims, Y represents the horny boys, and L represents the victim's friends, and- represensts the benches.
Table where the victims are:
X X X
------
L X
Table of another group of people:
Y
------
Y
My table:
Y
------
YYYY
So yea, we were seated a table away from them.
People who obstructed our view was dealt with. I'd go up to them 'OI! Up front!' And they'd look in front and realize what the hell they were doing, and get out of the line of fire.
It wasn't that gratifying after all. The woman's dress was quite short. Although she didn't cross her legs anymore, her thigh adipose tissue was blocking. We couldn't see much at all. But more flesh to see lah. I should be contented.
Oh dear, would I get screwed for blogging so explicitly?
-- 10/07/2008 11:04:00 PM