Rentokil Pest Control van. Probably one of those stationed there. Poor Des. You can take leave but you can't hide
I'm back in Singapore now. RM$300 poorer in an unexpected way (meaning its not shopping-related). But it's okay. I'm proud of my self-discipline to be able to admit defeat, stand up from the table and walk away, unlike some people who, taking the chance that I was in the toilet for a mere 5minutes, lost another RM$100 that amounted to the above final figure.
I admit at my peak, I was a good RM$200 richer sitting at the stupid casino table. It always had to do with those damn dealer shifts. Once they change the dealer, that's it. The new arse either always loses, or, in my case, wins hands-down. It was difficult then, to just leave victoriously.
If you could win, why should you go back to the hotel, right? The adrenaline rush, the feel of victory when you see the dealer's poor show of cards. It's like sitting on a chair but mentally going through a roller coaster ride. As a result, the actual theme park rides we sat were pathetic compared to that experience.
Queueing up for one of the boring Pirate rides. Photo shows the 2nd time we were queueing up for this ultimately disappointing ride. Just when we were reaching the front of the queue the car jammed so they had to stop it for repairs.
We also sat the one of two rides I would never like to miss: The Rolling Thunder Mine Train. The guys closed their eyes during the ride and slightly sprained their necks because they didn't realise that after a sharp right corner turn, the train was going to go down a steep drop so they had slight sore necks the following day.
Another funny thing I would like to mention; I was declaring how excited I was to go to Genting (sat since last Monday) and yet some of you still called / SMS-ed me when I was there. Then I realised.. not all of you have Facebook. Of your weird requests and SMS-es, I had one asking me how to get to United Square. You know who you are!! Haha!!
The following things I have made up my mind:
1. Never to go during peak period. Yucks.
2. Not to go to Ridley's any more, for the time being anyway, because I realise with disgust that I can remember most of their exhibits at every corner I turn.
3. Never to spend RM$10 at the Laser Maze game that took a mere 5 minutes (5 seconds if you ran through the thing) and ended up making us look like fools in front of strangers. To add salt to the wound, I was laughing at Fang and Des so much that I fell down and got 2-3 blue-blacks at very strategic spots that prevented me from kneeling down without wincing.
To make things worse, your sense of hearing is brought to the limit when you accidentally hit a laser spot and a alarm goes off. If you think that is bad, your already very bad visibility gets worsened when fake smoke is released into the room.
Here's an abstract of the Laser Maze. I never knew I laughed like that until this video recorded.
Fang and Des were either eager to start, or eager to finish the experience by pressing forward first. Just as we crawled, jumped, hunched over the many different laser lines all over the place, we realised that actually... outside people... were looking in at us!!!!!
Regrettably the video was dark like that. I did try for an instant to turn on the flashlight but then it intercepted with the laser and the stupid alarm went off.. so I had to stop it, and the filming, immediately. :(
And, Jack? We managed to open the gate this time round. While we were there this time, Des proclaimed very loudly that the gate was designed to make people act stupid. E.g. Me very busy trying to figure out the gate whereas everyone who was with me just happily walked past. So it's sort of like mocking me for being stupid. When you can walk past what for you figure out how to open...
Just as he finished saying it, this group of guys actually came over and indirectly demonstrated to us that the gate was.. well.. really ... open-able.... So here goes, We are the amazing Copycats! :)
"We are no longer mock-able!" *flash Victory hand sign*
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 5:05 pm
Twilight Sneak previews today!!
Friday, December 12, 2008
Thank you to the great people at Shaw Organisation! Now I don't have to wait till I'm back from Genting before I can catch the show!!!!
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 2:20 pm
I Bernt D Woof Of My Maoth
Thursday, December 11, 2008
That's right.
Apparently I was abit over-enthusiastic about the Curry Chicken yesterday. Wait, do you normal humans call it Chicken Curry or Curry Chicken or both also can? I know I always say it wrongly so I guess Chicken Curry is the correct term?
Anyway, it was ouch.
If you allow me to go into details: I popped a piece of potato into my mouth.
Bad idea.
I overhead my mum telling the maid that she forgot to fry the potato first. If it was fried first, it will remain more solid instead of reducing into mushyness upon contact with the mouth.
Which explains why, when I tried to spit out the potato by using my tongue to push it out, I ended up smearing it all over the roof of my mouth.
Tears welled up as I opened my mouth while trying to suck in cold air to cool the smeared potato on the roof of my mouth.
I would have made a *pixiu envious with my jaws opened at such an incredibly width.
*A pixiu is a mystical creature, often used in FengShui. Known for its voracious appetite for silver and gold. It also has no anus, thus devouring wealth and storing it in its belly for its owner. Thankfully, Cindy does have an anus.
The whooshing of cold air was too late. It had already burnt my skin right off. Thankfully typing is all about using your fingers, thus my treasured ability to blog is not affected.
To top it off, the burnt-off skin dangled near the back of my tongue, making my speech slurred and difficult.
The Ferrero Rocher I ate later on was one of the most painful chocolate I've ever ate.
As Des described, to his best ability, it looked like a wound where you fell down and scrapped your knee and the skin dangles out.
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 4:08 pm
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Tuesday, December 09, 2008
Qing ai de xiang qing fu lao...
A friend of mine is clearing his stock. Items are all going at $10 each.
Current stock count is 5x Plasma USB balls and the USB Mousepad warmer (not sure the quantity left).
Very cute. I think that from certain angles, he actually looks like a snake.
And then I feel more and more proud that I was the genius who named him because I felt it was a damn appropriate name but I don't know why. He definitely does not resemble an Oscar award (naked man in gold with a sword). Or is that the academy awards?
Then it came to mind that that fella who lives in a dustbin along Sesame Street is also named Oscar!
