Archive for May, 2007

You guys are SOOO gonna love me for this

Tuesday, May 15th, 2007

This is a song that we grew up to laugh with.

This is a song that exposed us to the word “kiasu” in primary school. (well, those of my age anyway)

Why U So Like Dat Ah?

Enjoy :3

Eh?

Saturday, May 12th, 2007

A queer thing happened i today’s conversation with a friend of mine.

Friend: I’m going to GenCon next year.
Me: Eh?
Friend: Yep, I have it all planned out.
Me:… How much do you estimate it’ll cost to go?
Friend: About 6K if you’re going alone.

note: actual conversation varies. I can’t actually remember every word

Really. It’s a once in a lifetime oppurtunity, that’s to be sure. But….. I dunno. I’d lie if I said I’m not tempted. But the thing is can I actually afford to go? Hmm… issues….

I’d feel a lot better if I’m a millionaire or something.

Note: GenCon is an annual gaming convention held in California (methinks). Next year is super special for anyone playing Legend of the Five Rings, and that’s what made me twitch.

Gao.

The day I get older

Sunday, May 6th, 2007

I had a great day yesterday. I was tired, drove for nearly 2 1/2 hours, very sleepy and disoriented by the time I got back to college.

But I wouldn’t give anything to change any of those because the resultants of those effects are majorly good :) (you can tell by the apparent use of bad grammar). Yeah….

Well, now that that’s out of the way, I can proceed with what I think of being older is like. When you first reach 20, you’ll say:

“OMG! My ‘one’ at the beginning of my age is disappearing! I’m gonna be sooo old!”

Notice, that upon reaching 20, the reality is you don’t really change all that much. We’re all still kinda raw and, to put it bluntly, still stupid. 21 is where you start to pick up facts about life. But how about 25? There are 2 camps of thoughts for those who reach 25:

Camp A: “OMG! I’m halfway to 30! Just yesterday I was so young…”

Camp B: “It’s my what day?”

When you get older the significance of a birthday began to have less and less implication. It’s just another day. The only difference is that there’s a digit chage, because turning 25 isn’t as exciting as, say, turning 21 (”I can vote now! Yay!”) or 18 (”I can go to 18SX/PL/SG movies! Yay!”). Because we reached a stage where we can do whatever we want legally in this country already.

Dreadfully boring isn’t it? Perhaps. But that still doesn’t change the fact that I had a great birthday :)