Just had my first LAN gaming session in 4 years yesterday, I was anticipating some nightmare-inducing monsters to freak the crap out of me but L4D2 turned out to be like House of the Dead and CS combined. Despite numerous displays of noobness (Eg. While looking for a place to spawn as an infected, I fell out of a window and died, so I died before it even started. And I didn’t really care to avoid the obviously fatal green vomit on the ground because at that point in time it didn’t occur to me that it was poisonous, I suppose that explains why the health bar was red nearly all the time), it was pretty fun! Plus, I suppose the presence of a certain someone made things more interesting… Didn’t expect to feel so exhausted afterward though, but then again that may be due to my overall lethargic nature, (digressing) which Zhi Wei attributes to the lack of exercise, an explanation that is so commonsensical yet I don’t know why I never thought of it. I guess exercise should be, albeit reluctantly, on my Post-As To Do List.
Anyway, here’s my dad’s lame pun of the day:
Dad: So you went out to study? That’s not studying, that’s socializing.
Me: It’s studying! Study for a while then talk for a bit, then study again…
Dad: Eh that’s socializing. They should come up with a word for it, like… Social Studies! Haha, get it? *laughs to himself*
Me: …Uh, yes, but… No at the same time.
Dad: Humph.
Recyclops
After watching the latest episode of The Office, I’ve realized that RECYCLOPS (Recycle + Cyclops), the superhero who aims to save the Earth, should have been my PW group’s mascot instead of boring old 1990s Captain Planet. If only this episode was aired last year!
“Recyclops will drown you in your over-watered lawns!”
The Ren and Stimpy Show
I remember a really creepy cartoon that was on Nickelodeon when we were young but I’d forgotten the title of the show for quite a while… Until just now when I came across it on a wiki page, ah ha!
Yuck, as disgusting as ever. It was just this freaky show of 2 animals and I couldn’t figure out what stupid species they were (Chihuahua & Cat, found out on the wiki page) and the both of them really seemed 2 little psychotic unsterilized animals saying stupid things. It had the really gross sort of animation, like the eyes bulging out and all the veins can be seen, etc. It had this annoying catch-phrase too, “I’ll teach your grandmother to suck eggs!” Huh?! Plus, they always aired it at like 12am or 1am when it’s even creepier to watch. Totally hated it, it still gives me the goosebumps… Then I realized that’s why I hate spongebob too, because it has that horrible eyes-bulging-with-veins-showing thing going on, argh it gives me nightmares. Ugh creepy childhood cartoons are the worst!
Anyway, we now have partial freedom from exams! I think the stress was really getting to me, the night before math, I dreamt that I was studying integration formulas, and the night before lit, I dreamt that I was reading some lit notes but the entire page was blurred and the word “metaphor” popped out. Then suddenly it was time to take the lit paper, but we had to travel down a long, unstable, China-looking bridge past a forest and a McDonalds that was in the middle of the forest, and the exam was held in a… toilet. So I was doing the exam in a toilet cubicle (which had a table and chair instead of a toilet bowl) and flipped open the paper and saw a whole lot of scribbles in Zhiwei’s handwriting, but the scribbles were like “abcdefgh…” Then suddenly I was floating above an area which looked like Europe and I woke up.
Heh. No more exam-related dreams please…
Food
“Xup man” (opening line adopted from the blog of “Hell’s Nightmare”), I’ve recently come to realize my true feelings towards food in general – I hate it. If hunger wasn’t an issue, I’d choose not to eat at all (except maybe potato chips, desserts, chocolate, soup, corn, salmon and steak.. Okay that’s a lot of exceptions). I hate the feeling of being full, it makes me feel really weird and I start touching and hugging people, maybe this is how I’d be if I were drunk. Plus, I hate how the servings in restaurants always seem gargantuan, not finishing my food makes me feel awful. I also hate having to finish my food even when my stomach feels like it’s going to burst. I hate that I feel so full so quickly like I have a stomach of a 5 year old, heck I think 5 year olds can eat more than I can. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think the doctor probably did a gastric bypass on me when I was a baby. Man, eating is such a chore.
I’m a day late but… HISTORY IS FINALLY HISTORY! 
Yuck, just had my first crying session over A levels because I’m just feeling so fucking tired of studying, the last time I cried over studies was a week before the O levels and realized that I couldn’t do this horrible reletive velocity worksheet that I could do easily a month before (cried for about 20 minutes then realized that I could do it though). 2 years of crap boiled down to a few hours and there’s history tomorrow I can’t take reading another stinking war between Arabs/Israelis, USSR/US, India/Pakistan and the gazillion UN peacekeeping acronyms I HATE ACRONYMS!!! ARGH!!!
Cooking
Haha I think my cooking skills are so dismal to the point where my mother told me this:
“Jue, just wanted to tell you, when you reheat stuff, you have to remove the plastic wrapping on the top okay? Otherwise it will melt on top of the food…”
I, bewildered that she thought I wouldn’t know this after living with a kitchen for past 18 years, replied, “Of course!”
She gave me a skeptical look and went to bed. Hah. I think she’s trying to hone my cooking skills from scratch after I told her about my hard-boiled-egg adventure today (boiled eggs for the first time today, incidentally it turned out to be a success). But then again microwaving stuff doesn’t count as cooking…
Shut up
I don’t know if this is a conscious act or not, but some girls’ voices tend to become more cutesy when they’re talking to their boyfriends. Their laughter transforms either into a sickly sweet giggle like “Eh hehehehe” or a sophisticated, light laugh like “Ah hah hah hah” like they’re trying to beautify their laugh or something, and they cutesify their sneezes from the typical unglam “Ah choo” to the high-pitched “Ah CHEEW! OO!” if you get what I mean, likewise for their coughs and whatever sounds that our bodies produce. And don’t get me started on the blatant ego-stroking comments that spew out of their mouths too. I hope such a transformation doesn’t apply to me, if it does, mental note to shut the hell up, because it really is a horrible sound.
But of course when I say “some girls”, I actually just have one person in mind.