Sunday, April 29, 2007

I Should Be Working On My Essay.

Menggaruk-garuk
Dengan sepenuh hati

Waktunya mandi


Hahaha.

Beneran nih. Kalau sudah rasa-rasanya ada yang berkoloni di kepala dan merayap-rayap diantara rambut, itu berarti:

1. Harus mandi.
2. Harus keramas.
3. Harus ganti seprai.
4. Harus potong rambut.
5. Harus memakai flea collar-nya Juggie.

Parah euy. Seumur-umur belom pernah gua merasa diajab-ajab begini. Pake masuk-masuk ke mata pula. Could be the spider babies I found under my mattress three nights ago. Ugh. Seriously. I probably should've sprayed the room yesterday. Oh well. Hahaha.

And here's some pictures.



I learned the hard way that dropping a broken egg into boiling water does not turn into anything edible. Alternatively, it might be, but it just put me off completely. Way to waste two eggs, too.

S-Block in the afternoon. It's a lovely place to wait for my evening ESLA lecture.


I wanted to make an animated .gif files out of these, but I discovered that I couldn't be arsed. Still, it would've come out awesome. Gam, you wanna try?

Hahahahahahahah. I still can't believe kept it. Or edited this. Or posted it on a public blog. Like Morning Musume, only far less attractive and marketable. Mmm...Morning Musume. It sounds like a breakfast product for lonely people (myself included).

30-something Guy: Mmm...I sure do like the taste of them Morning Musume in the morning.

Hmm...that came out a bit wrong.

Oh, and change the first "u" with an "e" in Morning Musume, drop the last "e", and you've got a good term for yours truly. Hahahaha.


Moving along...

Not much to report, really. My essays are still waiting to be made, and I'm guessing I'll have to devote my next four days to ESLA101 and ERTH103. Gar. Of course, I could've done them during that study break which went on for two weeks, but being me, I went off happily swinging my bamboo sword on the field at any given time. Now I've got a that smarmy voice in the back of my head again that whispering "told you so". "I didn't do it over the study break, so I need a week's extension to get it done" probably isn't a terribly good excuse for an extension...

Ah, yes. Kendo. I've found out last week that girls in battle armor whacking each other and screaming bloody murder is quite...stimulating. Rrr. It's almost like dancing, actually. One anticipates the next move of the opponent/partner then reacts, one leads. Chances are one of the two are going to get hit. Or both, actually. Watching my senpai battle against the Auckland club showed me one thing; if you blink you can miss a whole lot. Ruby-senpai's surprise do strike was one of those. One second she was in kamae position, then was suddenly behind her opponent. I blinked inbetween and heard a *crack*. Most impressive. I can only hope I shall get better eventually. And that leads me to my own kendo skills...unimpressive. These days I feel like a complete noob. Like I can't get anything right. My sparring partner, Clement, seems to be picking it up a lot faster, and he's 3 years my junior. Grrr. But I decided that I'll stick to my practice like a stubborn donkey...something that I haven't been since I was a kid. You're never too old to learn new tricks, neh?

On a completely random note, I'm finding that new 30 Seconds to Mars single quite...enjoyable. Yup. Waktunya nyuci kuping pake air zam-zam. Dan karbol. Come to think of it, I should probably use that on my head tonight. Har.


Here's to the new week.


[End Transmission]

5 comments:

 Putra said...

Girls whacking each other with bamboo sticks? That reminds me of a movie I watched a few nights ago. You see, the plot was centered around a bisexual asian .. [edited]

*yasmin said...

Omar gets turned on by girls in battle armor.

very kinky.

hahahahaha!

 Putra said...

Omar gets turned on by girls in battle armor. <== it's normal.

I know some guys who gets turned on by girls with cowboy hats. Wtf is up with that?

*yasmin said...

btw mar.. new blog..


yghaliya.blogspot.com..

*hugs*

Grasswatcher said...

Girls with...cowboy hats? Interesting...I wonder where he gets the inspiration.

[o]