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.