hoho...
my monney's been doing some wicked magic tricks..
especially vanishing acts..
I find myself...
once again in serious debt..
(I hope that it's not an omen of the future)
thanks to:
Paintball..
a 100 rounds cost you a whooping 25 bucks...
not to consider the additional charge for the guns and the place...
resulting in 50+per use..
making each shot effectively 50 cents..
although I would find it useful if they allowed...
point blank shooting...
preferably at the skull of some irritating individuals..
of which I would enjoy blowing a hole through..
however...the game is pretty intense..
and it's not everyday you get to shoot balls that give wicked bruises..
(had a consecutive 3 shot up my side...haha)
Lan
and getting trashed at it..
ahah..
I cannot play counterstrike...
even for nuts...or whatever...
and I play funky strategies for dota..
to the dismay of my teammates..
haha.
Japanese food..
deispite their reputable cuisine..
the restuarants I have been eating at with the shooting people..
are somewhat overpriced..
I'm paying fricking 20 bucks for a pancake the size of an 8-inch pizza..
just an example....
SANGOKUSHI TAISEN..
and potentially the most devastating cause of debt...
it's 3 bucks per game..and it doesn't even last 10 min...
and it's seriously addictive..
collecting cards...and intense...
bad for your financial health...seriously...
Anyway..
career day was dissappointing..
pretty much not my orientation
well got some stuff on psychology at least...
pretty much set on going to either FASS/NTU Mass Comm/La Salle.
besides..that..
I don't really know...
I would preferably rot in hell than end up in a desk job..
4 white walls and small cubicles...
would only heighten the levels of my claustraphobic tendencies...
I'm serious...
I prefer wide open spaces....
I've got a room to pack up too..
Milo cans are littered everywhere...
my work is scattered across the floor...
Macdonald food wrappings decorate my table...
and that's putting it nicely...
finally,
I still have some work left....
and I need to finish it by today...
I need to go for a walk...
Self
30/12/1987
Bleach
poetry
Rock
Pretzels