Monday 29 December 2008

blog!

Hrm, I can't think of anything interesting to write. Besides lately Ive been busy with assignments, even during christmas, for the sake of a more relaxing January.
There are these events worth mentioning.
  • Ben got me a really nice christmas gift (will post pictures and videos later)
  • Sherene got me a really nice christmas gift (from London)
  • Of course I got them presents as well ^^
  • I had the best time since I came, On christmas day with friends having a feast of chinese food! that we cooked ourselves! (again everything will be posted later)
  • Alot of shoppng, but within my limits =) (my mom might read my blog, so yeah !)
  • Had a great time with my distance relatives, from Hong Kong which has settled here in UK long enough. More mah jong, poker cards and playstation !! lol

Take Care everyone, Christmas has passed, time to set your resolution for 2009 ...and break it =P

I'm going to have Greggs's Ham and Cheese Sandwich lateR! YUM

Monday 8 December 2008

Exterminator in the Elevator ..

12pm, I left my hall in a mess! Uncombed hair, half jacket dangling off my shoulder, tucking my shoe with one hand whilst holding a bag with the other. All of these odviously indicate that - I'm Late For Class! As I close the door behind me, I headed directly for the 'down' button of the elevator, hoping that I don't need to wait too long for the elevator. BTW, I live on the 7th floor.

Good grace! The elevator arrived just after 5 seconds of wait. Trying my best to cut down any redundant traveling time from my hall to campus at all, I stood directly in front of the elevator door. When it opened, there stood an over-sized guy. The moment he saw me, It was as if he suddenly needed to go somewhere in a hurry. I figured he needs to eat/shit/whatever. It was a fraction of a second before I regain composure. The heck? I need to get to class!!.

Here's where I was Exterminated-refering to my title.
It F*ckin reeks in the elevator!! ..Now the puzzle fits. That guy farted! And he cant bear the shame of me looking him in the face if I notice the gas with him around- which explain his impatience to get out of my sight the moment the door swung open!

It was a fart disaster. I swear he could've had his own personal fly, which swarms around him, waiting for him to unsheath his sword of gas. What a killing machine.
I held my breath for 7 floors. I cant use that as a time factor, but I assure you it felt almost like the escalator was mocking me, descending at it's sluggish speed. I felt so helpless trapped between rush-hour and that box of gas. I could use the stairway but no time to spare. So I resorted to psycho-ing my brain that I don't need air to breathe, but in fact suffocating.

*Ting* "Ground Floor "(Elevators Voice) - Sounded like God's messenger.

Off I went in a stride, (deep breath - inhale,exhale) to join my friend and head to class together.

PoooooooT *"Retreat!!!" Says the warriors from the movie '300'.