Of Black Jack,Old Friends and Puritssa
Righto...so today...or yesterday for that matter..i woke up early in the morning and got ready for my trip to Nigel's house for the chinese new year..I seem to be spending chinese new year with 1s24 every single year..hmm..hope to keep this going on yea?;)Anyway,took the MRT to Yio Chu Kang MRT and met up with Jane..then took bus 70 to Bowen secondary...it was still raining...(It hadnt stopped since it started a few days ago..)We didnt exactly know where Nigel's place was..so me and Jane actually got lost while walking up and down the street in the rain...All thanks to Harrison's fantastic directions we got off at the wrong stop and walked towards the wrong direction in the freaking rain..(But i didnt blame him really..)And so we walked towards Rs's house..hahaa..and i actually thought we will end up around there..and perhaps drop by for a visit..=P But that of course didnt happen..In the end Nigel came down and brought us up to his place..It was still empty since everyone was late..so we sat down and had an early lunch...Gave my oranges to her mom and got a generous red packet from her..Money is always a good thing..:) She's a nice lady...and her dad alike is a very nice father...(Who looked exactly like Nigel..)And so we sat down and started playing BlackJack..and that was the first time i engaged in real gambling...which involved money of course..though we didnt play big..(With 50 cents the minimum bet..)i still managed to earn about 10 dollars even after the losing strick at the beginning of the game..(Thanks to Nigel..being such a lousy BlackJack..Lousy Banker means free cash people..remember that..)earned a lot more after that until when SiangHong started his winning strick at the Taidee game..and we all lost money due to that..but thats all right because i still managed to bag about 10 dollars?which is a pretty cool thing to start off with..It was pouring outside and rain was pouring into Nigel's house literally..for some reason those windows didnt exactly do their job and water came spashing in from the top..even as a guest i went to help Nigel close the windows..however i was forced to go back to the game by both Nigel and the rain...(Yes it was that heavy..)By then my new Tshirt and pants were already wet and drenched..But who cares..Everyone left the place at 4 and well..initially i really wanted to call off the party at east coast...seeing the wonderful weather outside..So i called Samuel to call off the party...however i changed my mind soon after because to be honest i didnt want to go home..the place which was comfortable and cozy but however,reminds me of what i have to face again on Monday..(Homeworks..)So i stayed out and managed to convince myself to get to East Coast..took 24 to Paya Lebar Mrt and took the Mrt Bedok to meet up with Jefferson,Terence and a friend of his..Due to the rain Terence was late so we missed the 530 shuttle bus..(Yea great..)We ended upsqueezing into a cab and oh yes..i still owe his friend the cab fare..(Smiles..)Christopher and Fabian came to bring us to the chalet..both of them were under this already wet newspaper..what a great day for a chatlet anyway?With pouring rain and cold wind...and i think Christopher mentioned something about volleyball and suntanning?I guess we'll have to make it up by fishing in the pool outside the chalet..(Rainwater actually..I dont mind eating sushi anyway..)we were there early and met up with Christopher's god brother and his friend..His friend is Sean..(Or Shaun...or shawn...i really dont know which..)He's friend looked really old and well...wimpy to be exact...was pretty quiet and stayed out of sight most of the time..while Sean made quick friends with me and Fabian and within 10 minutes we were already talking about guitars and keyboards..(Fabian showed me some of his skills with guitar..not the best ive seen but pretty impressive..better than me of course..)The girls started to come one by one and Sean apparently got really excited...especially at the sight of the drenched girl..(Horny bastard..*Grin*)Fabian didnt take heed of the girls since he claims to be gay partners with Jefferson..We sat around the bed and played more card games while the girls really just stayed outside..As marists/gentlemen we left the room for the ladies..and they sorta took it for granted and took up every square inch of space within the small confined space in the room and started chaos..(Especially the two girls in black..the loud laughter plus the nonstop talking really turned the guys off..)The people who attended really splitted into 4 groups..the girls as one group..The marists as one group..Christopher's TJ friends as one group and the relatives group..Chris's uncle makes awesome pum..which he claims to be made out of pure trial and error..(Seems like so..)He just opened bottles and started pouring stuff into this container..sprite water coke orange juice vidka you name it,he added them..and it tasted awesome.."You made me addicted to this.."i told him...And by that time it was still pouring..and our Fabian suggested water polo...(Hahahaaaa...)the food came and we ate..wasnt tasty to be honest...they were cold and the bread was hard..the curry was too hot and well..the only remarkable food were the sausages and hot dogs which was again done by Chris' uncle..I started playing my guitar while others continued with card games..the girls carried out the MahJong table and started playing MahJong while i took charge of the radio as well...So within that small tiny room you basically hear screaming,laughing,music,MahJong pieces,rain all mixed together...you get noise..even after a couple of hours the guys were still very much separated from the girls..though some of them were pretty nice people and attractive but hey..i wasnt there to look at girls or to make friends..but rather to meet old friends and have fun..and i did..Apparently Terence and Jeffereson didnt care much about the girls as well...Though they were a nuisanse..And as for Fabian,he was busy munching on chips in the corner..The cake came in and we sang the song,sliced the cake..and ate half of it while the other half ended up on Christopher's face..too bad he washed them off..We took a picture with the 5 guys(Terence Jefferson Fabian Sean and I)carrying Christopher..=) It was fun actually..but we wouldve had more fun..Mark wanted to meet Jeff and Terence in town after his relative's funeral..(Weird that he can still party after a funeral..)In the end the plan was left aside..since it was still pouring and the 1015 shuttle bus already left..we played more card games and Christopher lost a game..We gave him a choice for forfeit..i said,"Either you do a pole dance or get poled.."Which of course,he did neither..We got onto the bus at 1115 and the bus took us through the rain to the Bedok Mrt..where me Terence and Jeff waited for the last 24 bus to arrive..by that time we were already walking zombies and Terence fell aslp on the bus soon after..they got off the bus before i did and i hopped off at my stop somewhere near my house..i missed the last 105 bus so i had to walk home through the rain myself..(Which was quite an interesting experience..considering that it was raining like mad and i was alone on the street at 12am..)After helping an old lady back home.(I am very proud of it..)I started my our journey home..I didnt want to walk by the path beside the drain..though its faster but that path is darker and to be honest,you dont wanna be on there at midnight..So i took the long way round around the estate..the street was empty save for a few occasional cars zooming pass..Creating tidal waves under their speeding wheels..with my pants almost falling below my hips..(Not deliberate..)and half my guitar hanging outside the limited reach of the umbrella i hurried down the road and hopefully to reach home in time..No one else except me was walking on the street..all was quiet except for the endless splatter of rainwater on the road and the pleasent sound of rain hitting the top of my umbrella..It was peaceful in a sort of way..and i started thinking about the girl i met online while playing gunbound..her name is puritssa..if thats her real name at all..and she is from argentina..i guess there's something about argentinians..they are really friendly people..and as long as you treat them nice and right they will treat you exceptionally good as well..so the other night i was playing a game with her and she treating me as if we are a couple..the encouagements when i missed a target and the occasional kiss through cyberspace..for some reason that felt awfully weird in a good way...i guess thats how a guy feels especially in a relationship..to have someon there always happy to see you and to feel that love even when you guys are half the globe apart..and dont get me wrong..i dont like this argentinian whatsoever..but she's just really nice and she makes me feel welcomed all the time when i logg on to gunbound..Which is also why most guys and girls misses the time when they are attached..because it just felt so great..however ive never felt that before..so i guess i wont know what it truely feels eh?Perhaps one day of course but at least not now..All right enough of typing..i shall go do whatever i am going to do now..;) See you guys tomorrow in school where hell starts all over again..Signing off for now..

Song of the Moment---Ling2 Chen2 San1 Dian3 Zhong1 by Zhang Zhi Cheng aka Z Chen