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Wednesday, May 25, 2005

Star Wars Virgin - Yes I am


Ok I am not ashamed to admit it.


Today's my first ever Star Wars movie.


Whats more, with a shriek-y and gasp-y JC girl beside me!


Samuel l Jackson gets hands cut off. *shriek*


Natalie Portman faints. *gasp*


Obiwan hangs by the edge. *shriek*


I thought kids these days are made of stronger stuff?


*shrug*


Anyway Star wars fans = my dad's generation.


But hey at least I know my Yoda from Obi wan Kenobi rite?


Cuz someone asked me wats Yoda on MSN.


To which I replied to the Yoga girl, It's another type of yoga man.


I love that Yoga girl.




The very cool, suave master jedi.





She's a scream.


She asked me why dont I compete with xiaxue?


I love Yoga girl man. But seems like she doesn't know me well.



Have you ever wonder about some trivial stuff about Star Wars?


I mean how does Darth vader relieve himself? Is his penis burnt from the lava? How does he pee? Does he bathe? What does the red & green buttons on his metal suit do? Why is Yoda single? He is freaking ancient you know. He should get a mate or something.


I have all these thoughts floating in my brains and I tried asking Mr Chan about them after the movie and he had this weird and pained expression on his face.


Like a typical parent's expression when children ask them about the birds and the bees.


Hey man. I'm only curious.


Anyway, the movie is good. Like 4 stars out of 5.


Let me just say again. Orlando Bloom, I'm so disappointed in your latest movie. You should just stick to long hair and sharp ears.


I mean if you want to do other shows, you have to at least show your naked butt or something to interest me in the future.


I hope he reads this.




Tml I will be meeting up with the girls. It's Ayam's pre-birthday celebration. We are going to celebrate at Doc Cheng and have a drink later at Equinox.


In my dreams.


Fine. Duck Rice and dessert at Liang Seah Street.


We are all so broke.


When I said ALL, I mean CMJ and me.


Oh ya. Yesterday. Tuesday. After my interview, I was at the traffic light at Bugis Village crossing over to Bugis Junction. This chubby teenager in blue shorts shoved a NFK donation bag in my face.


So I looked into my wallet. $50 note and some coins. So I took a $1 dollar coin and dropped it in.


Den he tsk me. HE TSK ME! DUMB teenager DARE TO TSK ME.


I hate it when anything that moves TSK me.


What more a chubby teenager.


What more a sweaty chubby teenager .


What more a rude sweaty chubby teenager.


Since I was in a bad mood yesterday.


So I asked him in loudly, "WHAT?! WHAT?!?" The rude sweaty chubby teenager quickly shooked his rude sweaty chubby head and walked away.


I can only assumed that either 1) there was a minimium amount of $2 or $5 for donation or 2) he thinks my $1 is too small.


How I know rite if some idiotic rude sweaty chubby teenager keeps his mouth shut rite?


Bloody hell.


Doesnt pay to do good. Especially on a bad day.


Dark Side. I shall follow. says. yoda wannabe.