Well. 2009. To summarise.
Achievement 1. Completing the 6 modules without the need to repeat any of them.
Achievement 2. Becoming closer to friends.
Achievement 3. Trying to "date".
Regrets 1. My forever-in-pain-right-hand. It seems that surgery is the only way?
Regrets 2. Not quitting smoking earlier. It was a crutch for school. No school, no need for it.
Regrets 3. Over-spending. I believe that one month of over-spending caused the never ending "sinking feeling"
Things to look forward to. Results. New job. Better health. Hopefully.
p.s is it just me or is the illiyanis episode happening all over again?
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AHHAHAHA it's been awhile since I cried due to excessive laughter while watching a youtube video
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Throat still feels warm, nerves still feel like they are on fire, still awaiting a message from someone, requires alot of comfort
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So finally, I went out with a girl for a whole day. Well it began at 330 so technically it wasn't a whole day. While I was figuring out the numbering system of her letter box, she came down and waved to someone while exiting the lift. Turns out, it was daddy. Yes, I shook hands with her daddy and at the same time, defended my allegiance to arsenal, after he suggested that I burn the arsenal flag in the car.
Sherlock holmes was ok. The gold class seats were very comfortable and I nearly dozed off mid-way through the movie, unsure to blame the seat or the movie itself. The M&Ms and soda float did little to stop the snooze too. After that we just walked around and talked about stuff.
And then while waiting for her parents to reach home, she decided to wait at her aunt's place nearby. And we continued talking at the lift landing. And at the back of my head, I knew what was coming. I saw her aunt and uncle, which wasn't much of a surprise as it was pleasant. Luckily, no suggestions of burning my soccer paraphernalia was suggested. And off I scooted home which when checked, was already 12am.
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Seriously, why are guys such bitches? I have done the major part of organizing 2 events. Pretty major events involving a number of people. So why do 3 assholes become the subject in this post? Well because the 2 of them are douches by nature. (Surprisingly, blogspot treated douches as a proper word but not blogspot)
Douche 1. This asshole requested a christmas tree for the office lunch. But he created a big hoo-haa when I requested him to sponsor $25. This asshole is married with 2 kids and drives a pretty big car. But woah, $25? Why do I have to pay? Fucking wanker. I hope he dies.
Douche 2. I have never been a fan of this guy's behavior. Every time I need him to do something, it's like asking a 5 year old to eat vegetables. The simple task of buying cheese fries and then taking the bus back to the office was a task so troublesome, saving private ryan was way easier. And he had the cheek to ask for reimbursement of his ez link card. Seriously omgwtfbbq.
Douche 3. It's just my bad luck that he's on msn. And it's just my bad luck that I needed him to attend a friend's bachelors party. I get irritated immensely if I have to beg you to do something. Shouldn't you consider it your damn good luck that people are inviting you to do something? Why do you have to be so difficult? Just come and have fun! I'm not asking you if you rather keep a baby or throw it away? Jeez louis. For fuckers like this, an ultimatum is the best. After that, I take note that you are an irritating asshole which I will never ever invite anything to again. Even for my wedding (if it ever happens)
To end this post, my season's greetings below
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Win
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Because of that one major disappointment, I am seriously considering my career path. All my buying plans, up in smoke. I shouldn't have checked the bank account before leaving because that spoiled my mood and thus created unnecessary squabbling in my head. A month of being irritated.
Onto funnier stuff, a buddy passed me and 3 other friends xmas presents, wrapped nicely in a metro packaging. When I opened it, I realized that it was a shirt. The friend beside me saw my shirt, looked at the guy that give the shirt and exclaimed 'eh, why the shirt same pattern?'. Turns out all 4 of us were given the same shirt, albeit different sizes, to use for his 2nd wedding day. We embarrassed him by wearing the shirt and standing beside him, at that crowded food spot that we were at.
And this is what I feel like doing to NCS
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Best video this week
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