Rise of the Gossip Monger

One of my close friends mentioned that I should be working in Hollywood, covering latest celebrity news and gossips, getting the inside scoop as those featured in E! Not really out of the question considering that I'm quite interested in knowing the latest gossips of celebrities and those of my closest friends. But sadly, I have no experience working in the journalism department except for this blog. Maybe sometime in the future I suppose.

July has come and gone. August came with new vigor and anticipation. So far, August only brought more misery to my wallet it seems. Such a coincidence that most of the outings are taking place this month. Friends coming home from overseas, birthday celebrations and the best of it....EPL begins!!! Woooohoooo!!!! Manchester United!! Rooney!! *cough*And best not to forget the benefits of friends coming back..souvenirs!! *cough*

Not to forget my assignments due this month. Looks like it's gonna be month filled with fun, adventure and dread.

Cheers

Nostalgia & Moving On

Due to severe boredom and a stroke of luck, I came across old videos of The Power Rangers on youtube. Really brings back good ol' memories spending the weekends, sometimes with my cousins in Malacca watching these every week. The craze of buying the tapes and toys.....and roleplaying without a care in the world..gawd i feel old.



Whats even more nostalgic..the theme song lolololol...for those who grew up watching the show...



Now comes the topic of moving on. I have been playing magic for over a decade but only been involve in competitive scene only recently. I went for my first nationals this year, and it's been great. The change in environment, meeting and playing with seasoned professionals has been an eye opener to say the least. There is a desire now to improve myself and bring myself to a higher level. No longer I can play for fun, or do something that rarely been done. I now play to win. Losing is not easy to take.

However, not all my mates see my viewpoint. Perhaps KV was right, it's time to venture out of my comfort zone. But this can only be achieved only when I am able to start work though. Funding for cards of my own and investment into MTGO would take some time. As for now, nationals is over and there is a year to look ahead. Here's to a more successful MTG career.

Cheers

It was raining..

When I got in the house. Drenched. The wooden furnishings brought a sense of familiarity out from the cold moments ago. Certainly brought a chill as I clasped my hand together, warming them. I placed my coat on the hanger. I headed up the stairs, looking a fresh change of clothes.

And there she was. A bemused look on her face. She opened the cupboard, showing neatly folded clothes seemingly separated, prepared for certain occasions. As she handed me a clean pair of t-shirt, a shout came from below. "Oi! Fasterla!". I can see that two of my best buds have arrived, certainly excited for the occasion. As I was going down the stairs, the sound of a motorcycle revving up came from the outside. I glanced to have a look...

Darkness.

Wat the..? Wham. Looking around, the only light illuminating the room is from the backdoor neighbour. My room. Motorcycle sound? That was just the routine patrol guards, doing their rounds around the neighbourhood. Back to reality. Certainly a weird dream that I did not expect from an evening nap. Nor did the time, as it was past 8pm...hmmm 3 hours of sleep...kinda explains it. What is more intriguing is that I can't see the faces of those in the dream. Oh well, I had worse. Why can't I have a proper dream where I'm seeing the world, having Bill Gates as my personal slave and Megan Fox as my wife? Emma Watson would do as well. *grins*

Must be due to classes starting this week. And my lack of football to release stress. August can't come soon enough.

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V for Vendetta

I'm a nasty person when it comes to certain things. Vengeful. Keeping a grudge. Ohh trust me.. I can keep a grudge for a very, very long time. Today's nasty topic comes from being stood up.

I hate being stood up for no good reason, and at the very last minute. *sharpens the butcher knife*

Don't you just hate it when someone misses a dinner arrangement, a simple meet-up session or yum cha? It's fine when there is a replied sms or short call informing can't make it for whatever reason. It's the no reply whatsoever which revenge must be swift...and it must be righteous. Well in this case meaning either screwing the fellow back...or keeping tabs.

Strike 1.

2 More and its payback time. 30 fold. You get the message. Being mean never felt so good.

Cheers

Sleep Spell

That's me. For the past 2 days. Overwhelmed by tiredness, with the weather not helping. Early morning rain coupled with cloudy conditions just makes it impossible to resist the temptation of sleep. With nothing to do on the comp, and Harry Potter only on the 16th..sleep only seems appropriate.

Yawnz.

Better posts once sleep spell is broken and hopefully a first glimpse into the Half-Blood Prince.

Cheers