playing internet poker while commanding my evil hordes of creatures on Lord of The Rings BFME and watching stupid videos on youtube at 11.48pm at night with my best friend and fellow degenerate sunshine...this is something like this "life" you people always talk about...

just kidding...its cool. *farts* ohhh yeah baby

today was no different than any other saturday morning. i am awoken approximately around 15 past 7 thanks to some vigorous shaking and prodding from my dear friend george foo. yet again, i am late for saturday morning breakfast.

fuck.

after i apologise profusely to daphne and mr.foo (or so he claims his "creative" nickname is) we head out to the usual breakfast spot. banquet dining hall. the eatery of singapores finest athletes and elderly folk. yes, nothing beats the fresh smell of indian sweat over a roti prata grill?

some asshole ordered like 20 pratas thus causing a long line to form as the prataman attended to his...erm...request.

i decided to have eggs instead. whew.

angelas class today was as boring as any other. my attachment is all but screwed. ive barely chocked up enough hours. i finished my data logging long ago and now i find out i have to get my supervisors signature on my reflective journal for it to be validated. ah, and so the many uses of the ever reliable mr. foo comes into play. i have use for this one...hahaha

computers turned against angela as she rattled away about some trivial thing that we could care less about save for george, who would gladly listen to her babble about whatchamacallits and thingamajigs. thats a mouthful eh?

besides i believe i am solely responsible for half the class signing up for fulltilt poker. trust me, i'm not very proud of it but at least i have company now. tee hee hee :)

gramps came to pick me up in his little far-too-small-mobile along with grandma. my adorable grandfolk went to catch the cinematographic masterpiece 300 the night before and were full of tales about how damn good it was. grandma was particularly impressed by the very "shoik" fight scenes. her lack of understanding any two cents about the storyline did not make any difference to her life, as long as there's violence and blood she's cool.

sat at home playing LOTR on my laptop. yes i finally purchased a good video game instead of just downloading the crack version from the internet. after my worms armageddon failed i dont think i'll be cracking anything anytime real soon...

joshua was supposed to meet me at 3. but my ever punctual brother arrives at my house as 3.45. only 45 mins this time. i'm impressed. decided to go with the john travolta pants and shoes today with nice blood red top for theme of movie....BLOOD

snuck into theatre without much difficulty. yelled "sucker" back at the ticket collector as we slinked away into the darkness of the theatre. they'll let anyone into these movies these days...

the movie was all i expected of it and more. i thought it was brilliant. absofregginlutely brilliant. loved the storyline, the fighting (obviously), the extremely graphic and highly around sex scenes starring women with abnormally enlarged...erm...milk duds. (which by the way is an extreme turnoff. eww) and yes...did i mention the fighting and the blood and the sheer brilliance of the whole production just blew me away.

oh yes...the fighting was pretty good too...

walked over to far east and picked up my NEW 3 wood and Sand Wedge (which is garunteed to lower the number of shots i have to take to extricate my ball from a sandy wasteland) i hope.

had dinner at fish&co. after mommy insisted taht we not eat anything that would bleed. remember the FIGHTING!? dinner was nice. saw honkie there. he looks exactly the same as he did 5 months ago. why would he change eh? a face only a mother could love...and me...and joshua...and...ok, maybe its not THAT bad.

i really liked the fighting in 300 you know. i saw that movie today. illegally.

bought ice cream for dessert while watching spooky shows about demoic posession. *looks aroud room suspiciously* *strange sound* *shrieks* lets move on...

i'm not going to sleep tonight. poker will keep me awake.

or how about fighting? oh nevermind.

so anyway, gotta play occ tomorrow. my favourite golf course. no really. stop laughing. i really do like occ. i do i do i do i dont i dont i mean i do...yeah you see :)

anyway, i am now totally obsessed with having a stock ripped body like them badass spartans. i am so totally focused that i no longer feel the extreme pain, burn and agony from yesterdays flogging by greg. in fact i feel MACHO and ready to FIGHT. and there's alot of that in 300 a great movie you all should watch soon.

spread the lovin'

Rob Valentine

I AM MIGHTY SPARTAN! I FEAR NOTHING! *creepy noise*

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