Ok, so now that I'm all bathed, conditioned, exfoiliated and clean, let's hear about what happened today.
Nutrition is actually getting more interesting. Ben however made the huge mistake of taking the middle seat, beside me, leaving his left for Ryan, and we terrorised him with our utter lameness all through 9 to 11am.
I blame Ryan for my picking up all his actions. Like when Anna Jacobs said something about sucking blood, and we both bared our teeth hissed and moved towards Ben with our hands clawed.
Ryan: -covers his face- I feel ashamed.
RH: only because I did it too.
RH: bloody hell.
And then after that, Benny Elton KJ Ben Ryan and me...
WENT TO PLAY LAN! DELINQUENTS WASTING TIME HOO0~!
No we were not delinquents. With the exception of yours truly everyone else walking into the LAN shop in formal wear.
Leather shoes included. Coolness, finesse and other accessories sold seperately.
Batteries not included.
So yeah there we were. 3 hours straight. BF1942, CS1.6-3 maps, Warhammer 4000 Dawn of War.
Warhammer was damn good. But I just don't think a noisy LAN shop with some sec school guy shrieking CHEE BAIIII every other 5 minutes and sounds from WC3 (A HERO HAS FALLEN), CS (TATATATATA), BF1942(TATATATA), SWAT4(TATATATATATA), is good for a strategy game like WH4k-DoW.
Oh yeah we played SWAT4 for 15min, and quit sometime after my ally Ryan (RYAN OF ALL PEOPLE) went 'Hmm what's this do...' and sprayed M16 bullets in my fucking face. Apart from that the game was lagging so we were more moonwalking than anything else. Ben very typically took that opportunity to line his rifle up and press the MOUSE1 button in glee.
After KFC, which I regretted suggesting, I'm still feeling full goodness, we exited the building.
The rain was roaring at our stunned faces in laughter as it fell in huge drops.
Since I had my trusty Zara hoodie and an umbrella, I chose to take the bus. And er Ryan volunteered too. Dunno why. So sacrificial.
Long story short, umbrella no umbrella, it made noooo bloody difference. The only thing that kept me dry was... hey hey hey! My hoodie.
Seriously guys. I don't pay $75 for nothing. And. Zara isn't a classy brand for nothing. Even as it was still slightly damp it still kept me warm in class.
Since I could effectively not feel the rain on my upper body, I wondered where the hell I was going wrong with my umbrella. Because rain was running down my partially waterproof bag.
And right onto my ass.
Really, it's not at all amusing when you feel water trickle down your butt crack. Not. Funny.
In any case rain was more or less pouring off us when we got onto the bus.
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine,
You make me happy, when skies are grey......
orchestrated by Renhao at 7:22:00 pm
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