28 December 2006, Thursday, 10.51pm
Mr Murphy.
Murphy's Law. I hate Murphy's Law. Who in the world is this Murphy who created such profound idiosycrasy? Today, Murphy kind of knocked on my door several times, and his cousin - Mr Tough Luck came by too!
1) I booked online 2 movie tickets at 7.10pm, thinking that I can leave early at 5pm, but He came by, and I was called in to rush a database for clearance at 15 mins to 4pm. And ended leaving office at 6.23pm - that was also when I realised that I have to collect the tickets an hour before the show! Too late.
2) Took a cab down to Cineleisure to realise that Oli will be late too. So i shouldnt have hurried.
3) Arrived Cineleisure and hastened my pace to queue for tickets; texted Oli and found out he waited for me at Picture House instead. We connected and he sped back to Cineleisure so that we can catch the 7.10pm show.
4) I purchased 2 new tickets and found out that there were plenty of seats available!! All those prime seats were not taken at all! And I had the liberty to choose the best seats amongst the best. Holy Cowzzzzz! There goes my 15.50 bucks for booking online.
5) I slept through half the show. Not that I was dead beat, but the show was dead whisky dry! I gave myself a chance to doze in the cool cinema since the day was dreadful and somehow long Thursday.
6) Oli thanked me for such thumbs-down film.
7) I hated myself for being naive to trust write-ups of movies - to buy in the flowery descriptions. Big time Bimbo.
20 Nights and a Rainy day - awful!! I had thought it was a romantic cinderella tale that happened at Notre Dame - but not! Ultimate disappointment. Seriously. Buffet of choices and yet I chose a film directed by a Vietnamese? Admit it, yes, I was hoping that there will be beautiful love making scenes since it is rated RA (Sexual scene). Haha. It turned out otherwise. Terribly cut throat boredom. Nothing explicitly challenging. ahhhhhhh!
Ok, mood temperature - 99.7 degrees. Boiling hot. Scalding hot. Ok my dear, be happy. Let's try to stay on the Happy path. Really. Spies saundering up and down, so perhaps, I shouldnt mention much in case I was being peeped at on my notebook screen.
I shall debate the question of "Truth or Dare" in my next log in. Perhaps to vent out my frustration through my fingers typing on the keyboard too.
My life is really emcompassed with 50% bitter, 20% sour, 20% spicy and 10% sweetness. How uneven.
I need balance. Spiritually and emotionally. Sexually, too? Likely.
Bonne nuit.
Mr Murphy.
Murphy's Law. I hate Murphy's Law. Who in the world is this Murphy who created such profound idiosycrasy? Today, Murphy kind of knocked on my door several times, and his cousin - Mr Tough Luck came by too!
1) I booked online 2 movie tickets at 7.10pm, thinking that I can leave early at 5pm, but He came by, and I was called in to rush a database for clearance at 15 mins to 4pm. And ended leaving office at 6.23pm - that was also when I realised that I have to collect the tickets an hour before the show! Too late.
2) Took a cab down to Cineleisure to realise that Oli will be late too. So i shouldnt have hurried.
3) Arrived Cineleisure and hastened my pace to queue for tickets; texted Oli and found out he waited for me at Picture House instead. We connected and he sped back to Cineleisure so that we can catch the 7.10pm show.
4) I purchased 2 new tickets and found out that there were plenty of seats available!! All those prime seats were not taken at all! And I had the liberty to choose the best seats amongst the best. Holy Cowzzzzz! There goes my 15.50 bucks for booking online.
5) I slept through half the show. Not that I was dead beat, but the show was dead whisky dry! I gave myself a chance to doze in the cool cinema since the day was dreadful and somehow long Thursday.
6) Oli thanked me for such thumbs-down film.
7) I hated myself for being naive to trust write-ups of movies - to buy in the flowery descriptions. Big time Bimbo.
20 Nights and a Rainy day - awful!! I had thought it was a romantic cinderella tale that happened at Notre Dame - but not! Ultimate disappointment. Seriously. Buffet of choices and yet I chose a film directed by a Vietnamese? Admit it, yes, I was hoping that there will be beautiful love making scenes since it is rated RA (Sexual scene). Haha. It turned out otherwise. Terribly cut throat boredom. Nothing explicitly challenging. ahhhhhhh!
Ok, mood temperature - 99.7 degrees. Boiling hot. Scalding hot. Ok my dear, be happy. Let's try to stay on the Happy path. Really. Spies saundering up and down, so perhaps, I shouldnt mention much in case I was being peeped at on my notebook screen.
I shall debate the question of "Truth or Dare" in my next log in. Perhaps to vent out my frustration through my fingers typing on the keyboard too.
My life is really emcompassed with 50% bitter, 20% sour, 20% spicy and 10% sweetness. How uneven.
I need balance. Spiritually and emotionally. Sexually, too? Likely.
Bonne nuit.
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