Monday, November 20, 2006

today was a bad day from the moment i woke up. for one thing, i couldn't wake up. after the usual threats of no computer for a week, i woke up. my mom was hassling me so much i forgot to brush my teeth. meaning i went to shangri-la with smelly breath.

i was at shangri-la because some couple in our church decided to give us all a treat and have a combined service at shangri-la. must've cost a bomb, but then that couple must've been rich. it was pretty boring, about a hundred people got baptized. that's a good thing, but extremely boring.

so after that i had some finger food then my mom drove me home to get me stuff, then i was off to safra. more problems: the team going for the sea games was practising on the electronic targets, and the weapons course people booked most of the remaining lanes, so there were no free lanes till 3.30. the 3 girls going for the sea games were hot! that is, until one of them put her glasses on. but they were the hottest girls i'd ever seen in the rifle range. anyway, we didn't have any lanes at 2, but that was okay, me and abel chilled and played daytona until 3.30.

that is, until we signed out our rifles. abel's wrist was still hurt so he was still using the 700. i was supposed to use it, but i let him. i'm starting to get irritated. he acts like he's the one who was supposed to use it all along. so i was really pissed the whole time i was shooting. i stopped at 5, 30 minutes short of the limit. i just didn't feel like shooting anymore. i was using rifle 13, the piece of shit that has virtually no second pressure. and, i shot like shit, except for the last 10. abel telling me ros wouldn't let me borrow shoes until the 1st of december wasn't helping my mood here. her reason? people shoot in suit in school. HELLO? AM I THE ONLY MOTHERFUCKER WITH A BRAIN? how many training sessions are left! plus i need the shoes for the competition this saturday, the people at school aren't training for any competitions. oh well, i can always borrow shoes from tpjc. but sometimes i wonder if the bitch is doing that just to make life harder for me.

anyway, after i put all my stuff back and signed in the rifle, i realized this wasn't really abel's fault, so i wasn't really pissed at him anymore. the only thing that was bugging me was that he didn't seem to be trying to help his injury heal, but i wouldn't know about that. so yeah, i was pretty stupid to get pissed at him.

we did our customary inspection of the pool outside the range for pretty bikini girls (none), and we took the bus to the interchange, and we took our seperate buses. i was listening to jie kou, one of jay chou's ballads. there was a couple cuddling 2 seats in front of me. there were questions running through my head: did she really love him? how long were they gonna stay together? what emotions and feelings were going through the guy? and the usual sentimental bullshit. they were sitting like that for a long time, the girl's head resting on his shoulder, sleeping on each other. wonder what that must feel like. after a while i got sick of the scene. i switched to Jet, and listened to rock until i got home.

there was the bible study group at home. i had no idea they were having it today. when i got home, they were going to mcdonald's. i didn't feel like going with them, they were all girls, mostly younger than me. so i stayed at home and played knights of the old republic until they got back. while the rick warren video was playing, i kept playing kotor until my mom gave me one too many dirty looks, it was getting dangerous. i quickly got lethargic: there's something about rick warren's voice and his actions that make me sleepy. nothing against the man of course, i'd heard him preach once at saddleback. i was alseep then too.. oh well.

so after the video came the discussion, and i returned to kotor. made a lot of sadistic choices, like killing a jedi master and messing with a mercenary's head.

mercenary: you shouldn't be here, dust off.

me: hmm.. let's have some fun. (uses Force powers) give me your gun.

mercenary: (gives me his gun)

me: now turn that way and don't ever talk to me again.

mercenary: (turns around, and remains silent.)

i tried talking to him again, but he didn't say anything. hehe.

anyway, one of the girls who went to the bible study group was at her late grandmother's wake, so everyone went to be with her. i didn't go of couse, it's not like i'd be much of a help.

played kotor again. i think i'm addicted to role playing games now.

12:21 AM N