I would like to learn some professionalism from her.

Thurs: Watched "Bangkok Dangerous", followed by "Transporter 3" and finally "Next". I expected Transporter 3 to be the most entertaining of them all. How wrong I was. The crappy car scenes which were 90 percent in fast forward mode, ridiculous 'love scene' just for the sake of having one and the fight scenes which weren't even that great put me off. We didn't even bother watching the ending. As Wayne put it "There's no point in this movie". The other two movies were better, but Next was the most interesting. I wish I could see 2 minutes into the future too.

Fri: Went for BBQ at Keziah's place. Although the pit was uber makeshift and "DIY", it was one of the best BBQs I've been to. Probably because of the beef. The beef from Giant was awesome, not to mention the satay and Baileys which left my face red. I seriously can't stop thinking about that beef steak. All the juice and seasoning flowing out from each bite. Mmm. Parents fetched us back, and first thing Mum said was "Did you guys drink? I smell alcohol." Wayne easily deflected the question by saying "I smell BBQ. And smoke." Lulz.

Bleah.. What a boring countdown. Supposed to meet them at vivo, but got canceled at the last minute. -.-

Anyways, had Christmas dinner/party at Joe's house last Sunday after Christmas, and it was quite an experience. First time drinking Vodka (well actually no, I drank it at another party, but that was very little), first time seeing a friend getting drunk, and first time staying over at Joe's house. Played "I have never" but after drinking just half a cup of vodka plus Redbull, my face was freakin red. Not that it's unusual for me, last time I drank one cup of the fruity wine and my face also turned red. But I never got drunk. At most, a little high. Just a little. Then I took a short break and resumed with Indian poker. This time the loser had to drink the vodka pure.

Surprisingly, after drinking two shots, I still did not feel a thing. My face didn't even turn red. Maybe it was it's normal redish pink, but not red red. But even so, I stopped myself after seeing Wenjun getting all vomity and stuff. Don't wanna reach that stage. And so there Wenjun sat, holding a plastic bag, trying not to move too much, while there Joseph was, trying to take pics with a drunk Alana. LOL. You could see the his excitement when she even posed with him. Haha. Then she and Jasmine went off around 1 or so, leaving the guys. Played some GOW2 throughout the night, taking breaks to watch tv and to experiment how powerful Wenjun's present is. Heh.

OH MA GAWD

I definitely did not expect something this big O.O

Muahahah....

5 inch vs a 12 inch

He's huge

Ma new tablet!! Zomg!

That's one big barrel. Which is kinda flimsy.

Posing with a packet of biscuits from an Arab Airline. Which I've had since March when I went to Australia. Yea I know, wtf right?

Thanks buddy, still can't believe I finally have a 12 inch. That's what she said. No actually that's what she who is now a he said. I think.

:)

IpMan update 2

Just watched it again with bro, and it's still amazing. Not as amazing as the first time, of course, but still amazing nonetheless. I like the use of the Master Liao (the first dude Ip Man fights, not sure if that's his name) to measure the standard of level of kung fu of the other characters. Also, there's this part I noticed where Ip Man says in Chinese something like wo qu xian xi lian, but the subtitles reads Go wash your face first or something like that. And I realised that General Miura looks like the Japanese version of Wentworth Miller.

No?

Wild imaginations

Dreams.. I've been getting all sorts of weird dreams lately. In one, I was lying on my bed when my brother came up to me and told me that one of my friends was dead. And it was kinda real. But not as real as the two dreams I just had.

I dreamt that I was given my Christmas present, and before I opened it I guessed that it was an active camo ODST. And it was. The tearing of the wrapper and all was so real. Then I had another dream, this one more scary. I was with my sec school mates, and we were on the third or fourth floor of Agus's house (dunno why him, not that I really knew him well), and a group of us went scaling outside his house, hands and feet gripping the protruding ledges. As we made our way to the left, Agus pulled down a long black pole. Since we were at the position of the fulcrum, the pole went downwards, and we all slid down it to the first floor. No harnesses.

Then we made our way to this snowy desolate place, where I spot a Black hawk helicopter. As it came closer, I realised that it wasn't any ordinary Black hawk. This one was bigger, bulkier, and was flying from side to side. It seemed to be in trouble. Then like any nightmare, it took a turn and headed towards our direction, and crashed in the center of the group, killing almost all but me. Searching for my friends underneath the snow and rubble, I saw them as stuffed toys, but at that time, it made sense. Every single stuff toy which died had squashed eyes dripping blood, since that was their most vulnerable part. The helicopter which crashed then opened up at the top, and a real black Hawk emerged from it. Then I went back to school to tell the sad news, and from there it gets all fuzzy. Apparently some giant monster ice truck, imagine CARS the movie style comes and saves the day, bringing back all the bodies. I'm not sure if they were alive or dead..