Exams

Arrgh....... man, my retests these days are ins erious screw ups... =p... my exam is less than a month away! >_< I seriously should get my ass ingear.

Eh... going home in less than a month now but all I can feel is... I don't know. Just plain... irritation? All I want to do is get everything done with and go and quitely train myself. That and get a girlfriend but that's another story. Ech... my head... I've been sleeping so little. But I suppose the fact that I drank whisky the night before should be the reason for my headache. Couldn't sleep wel.l though. Ahh.... can't wait to get out of here. Go home and... hmmm.. theres no weapon shops back home. I just realised that. What a bitch.... Not even nunchaku. I could really use one of those. Such expensive things ($45!) but still feel so light weight and cheap. You just dfon't have that sense that someone is going to be in a world of hurt when it connects. All horribly decorated to top it off. Honestly, Bruce Lee was a great martiala rtist but why on Earth would I want his face on my nunchucks?

Ah yes, visited a sword shop but they said all they're swords were decorative that'd probably shatter if sharpened. Just wonderful. So I can hang it up on my wall and let them look pretty but I can't use them. A useful weapon mutated into a decoration. Terrible. I'd like an "Iron Fan" though. Interesting weapon.

Well, really should start work on my English now so adios.

RJ & The Ten Howler Monkeys

Ehhh... being random today.. haha.. life so far is alright. Stress is starting to rack up. All the old sins of procastination, gluttony, sloth and avarice are coming back to haunt me. I'm a lardo, my work and revision isn't complete and I'm slacking round...

Haha.... joking aside, what can I say? Life's been good to me. It'll get better if I just keep my head down, study like a maniac, go home and train like a maniac again in Jeet Kun Do. Martial art books are soooo expensive. Can't imagine why. At any rate I'm slotted to become next years "Dai Lo" over here so I'm kinda forced to upgrade my skills quick smart. Ech... if I can just get to one quarter my current techer's level that'd be good enough... =p.... ech... haha....

Mmm... nothing much else going on in life. I'm content. Nothing bad at the same time nothing extremely good either. Well, there is good stuff going no but it's currently drowning underneath this frantic race to study hard. =p... ehh...

I'm going back to the Boarding House soon. Can't study in school. Ironic isn't it? =p... ah well, can't really think much else to say apart from the fact that....

I"M GOING HOME SOON... I"M GOING HOME SOON... yeh. =p.. Haha... I can't wait to complete this Tour Of Duty.

Well,l the only thing I want to say is that next year, when I am head, I ain't running it the way the current yahoos are running it. My motto is going to be "I won't ask you to do anything I wouldn't do myself." =p... hahaha.... ah.. simplicity.

The shotgun. best monster killer there is.

I just got Doom 2 off a friend. I know, it is hideously outdated but it has been so so loing since I played a FPS. On a computer no less. With mouse and keyboard. Not those goddamned console game swith fiddly little buttons and whatnot. They're fine for Metal Slug 2 and Fighting games but useless for f-all after that.

Well, what can I say? I'm hooked and onto the Doom drug. Plus I have Accounting exams in exactly one month and 8 days. I better start hauling ass. Can't even work ins chool. All I want to do is shoot monsters and scream "die die die!" as monsters pour out from hidden areas. What can I say? Shotgun.

My feelings these days are more at peace...

Smackdown!

Okay... I'm addicted to games again.... it all started last Saturday... so innocently... then I became bored and I played a PS 2 wrestling game. I got hooked instantly. I mean, I knew that all the moves were bullshit. No self respecting soldier would use any move like that in real life. However, what I couldn't tear myself away from was that use of judacious painful looking moves. I really really liked stomping on an opponents head. Loved it.

Needless to say it cured (sorta) my caffine overdose and my relief high that iw as feeling after Friday and yep. I played and played. Heck.. my sleep has beens crewed up the past few days. I slept at 2am on Sunday. Well, techinically, that is 2am on Monday. It was Monday's 2am. So.. yep. Couldn't sleep. Still woke up at 8. Today was crazier. i slept at 11pm and woke up at 3,4,5,6 and finally 7am. Nice.

So... hungry.. gah. Anyways.. day has been fine. Accounting test int he morning that I f-ed up but heck it. I'm free! Free! fFree! Time to pig out at KFC... mm.. chicken.... =p

Suplex off the top rope

Ech... my gut hurts. Goddamned coffee. Monkeys! Everybody loves monkeys. Don't they? I hope they do. Because I love monkeys. Mostly fried. =p... eggh... my head.