Can't believe that there are fucked-up people like the one i met this morning...

Fuck, I'm so bloody mad with an ass that I should not have even attempted to meet. I mean, wouldnt you bother to find out more about the stuff that you are going to spend your own money on, before you actually purchase it?

Apparently not, for this bird-brained didn't even bother to verify the size of the rollerblades that I have agreed to sell him. I even obliged to his request for a discount, as well as the need to change our appointment on several occasions. Those were time wasted man, for he actually dared to reveal to me that he had mistakened the sizes for UK instead of US, even though I had already capitalized the actual size in BOLD letters online.

Plus he even had the cheek to want to try on the skates even though he knows it wont fit, and even banged my still-virginal new blades on the floor repeatedly for god knows what... Heck, even seeing his face infuriated me!

My blood has never boiled to this extent since a long time.. For I had made the mistake of assuming the blades already sold even before it is, and had already spent the amount of money earned from the deal in advance...

There is only one word to describe this situation.. and that is...

Fark!!!!

First of all... I wanna declare that...

The new Black Pepper Puffs from Old "Chunky" is SINFULLY GOOD!

I had my first one just a while ago when I passed by Causeway Point. The little poster of a "pregnant Puff" (Go figure..) caught my eye, and I quickly joined the hungry queue even though the sky is threatening a heavy downpour any moment (It was all a hoax though, as the sky had cleared immediately when I stepped into the house. Weird...)

The puff tasted exactly the way I had expected it to. Full of black peppery goodness inside the crispy oily skin. The pepper taste was a little strong, much to my liking though. My only gripe with the puff was that the chicken pieces were too little and too flaky, I have had much better ones at Takashimaya, where the chicken came in HUGE square pieces.

Nonetheless, it was a great buy for a dollar, and I swear I MUST visit the " Old Chunky" aunties again tomorrow. *drool*

Speaking of delicious snacks, I had one too many last night. Totally indulged myself in my Cheesy-flavoured Rollercoasters and my late night Maggie-mee supper.. Slept like a pig afterwards, but I didnt stay asleep for long..

Its been a while since I dreamt about anything in particular, most of them were too vague even for me to remember when I wake up. However, what I had last night was no dream at all... It was a NIGHTMARE!!

Man, I feel embarassed even thinking about it, but since this is my blog, I get to type in whatever crap I want, so here goes: In the FIRST part of the dream, I dreamt that I had this close friend whom I don't even know in real life. And he.. well, he sort of DIED in the dream. Of whatever causes I do not remember, but what i did remember was that I was feeling totally crushed due to the passing away of this stranger... Haha... Like I was blaming his demise on me, I was the cause of it all.. No wonder they say that dreams have no logic at all..

Anyway, I woke up for the first time when the first part came to a close, it was around 2am if I am not wrong. Within seconds, I soon dozed off again, and thus the 2nd part of my dream began to unveil...

This dream was no different from the first, dealing with issues of having someone close to myself die in the dream. However, this 2nd part affected me the most, as this time, the person who had went to meet her maker was none other than... My Dear herself...

In the dream, or should i say NIGHTMARE, she basically "knows" how to drive (BWAHAHAHHA.. oops sori. =P) and yet somehow ended up in the "gallows" too... This time, I wasn't only crushed by her death, but I was totally obliterated by the news. I was crying and crying in the dream, and, get this, I even resorted to talking to "her" thru a mirror, scolding her for being so foolish and leaving so soon without me by her side...

Eventually I did woke up again, but this time I was in cold sweat. Even though it was 4am in the morning, I ran to the nearest phone and dialed her number, just to be sure, as the dream was too damn realistic. To my relief, she did picked up the phone, only to snort and wail and complain, and then thrusting the phone down before diving into her bed again.

Even though I was sure that it was all thankfully a hoax, I still wept quietly when I layed down on my bed. This wave of sadness just swept over me, it was too strong that I couldnt control my emotions at all, therefore I cried myself to sleep. And luckily there were no more dreams after that..

Phew! Finally gotten my thoughts off my heaving bosom.. I still do not know what to think of it all. Were there some kind of warning hidden in the scenes that I "saw"? Were there any truth buried in the sinister nightmare that I had? Are all the wet dreams that I had before coming to life too???

(><,) Heeheeheeheeheeheeheehee..... Only time will tell.

Happy April's Fools Day!

As you can see, I have made some changes and new additions to the Gashapon Machine earlier today. Changes including a new logo at the top, plus new sections at the sidebar which comprises of REMINDERS, things I LUSTS FOR, MUSIC and MOVIE MANIAC sections.

Surely, you must be thinking to yourself, "Why the need to?". BECAUSE, on the 2nd of April, which also happens to be tommorow, my blog the Gashapon Machine will be celebrating its very 1st birthday! I have no idea what are its plans for the wonderous day itself, but I have contributed my present one day before the big day as I will be doing my duties back in camp tommorow... on a SUNDAY too! Crap crap crap crap... (--.")

However, I cannot confirm if I have finalised the cosmetic changes that I have planned for my blog yet. Being the perfectionist that I have always been, I know that I will not be able to control myself from making changes to wherever I deemed fit. In any case, I will be reporting about any updating through my posts...

I can't believe that its already been two weeks since I have joined TAD. The past week have been much better, as I have had more things to do, and more things to learn as compared to my first week. Therefore, time passes with more ease when I'm in the depot.

I have also made a few friends, though I wouldn't call them that yet as the friendship bond thing is still shaky. Its more like a relationship between colleagues, where every sentence said is always for a cause.

Whereas the conversation that I had with my Ammo School pals were often nonsensical and full of bull, hence we had more fun and enjoyed each other's company throughout the three months we had together.. Boy, do I miss them!

Recently caught October Sky, King Kong as well as A Very Long Engagement, all on Dvd in the comfort of my home. I still have a bunch of dvds that I have not touched yet, movies like Seabiscuit and Herbie : Fully Loaded. But the fire that I once had for great intelligent movies seems to be dying slowly, nowadays the first thing that I do when I get home is to reach out for my PS2 controller and drown myself in the world of Ivalice, AKA Final Fantasy 12.

Ratings for the three movies are as follows:

- October Sky (4/5)

(PS: I actually watched this wonderful TWICE continously in one single day... Wonderfully uplifting film this is... Go catch it!)

- King Kong (3.5/5)

(PS: The movie actually feels like three movies in one; Drama for the 1st hour, Adventure for the 2nd, and "Romance" for the last. The adventure portion is the one that redeems the entire movie with its heartpounding action.)

- A Very Long Engagement (3/5)

(PS: Audrey Tatou once again did a fine job portraying a girl who is searching desperately for clues regarding her fiance's whereabouts after he is pulled into World War 1 to fight. However, the story is much too slow and and there is too little going on in the 2hr film. However, the story teaches one about hope and to never give up.)

Sianz.. I have been robbed of my Sunday by the government.. SAF I "LOVE" you...