The Final Showdown..

It was a dark and windy night. I was in my studies, watching moving pictures, which they named it as 'ANIME', after a fine dinner. I was popping coffee-taste candies into my mouth while having a peaceful and pensive hour.

It was then, I knew, I was not safe. It appeared in front of me. Right on me. I knew a day like this will come. But it had never occurred to me that it came so soon. Undeniably, I was stunned. I was petrified. I was scared. I was ALONE. But I know I have to face this. I have to face my fear someday.

My mind was in a mess. I could not think. I did not react fast enough. The ENEMY came towards me and attacked me first. I was down. It was rough. The enemy backed off. Leaving itself space to dodge if I tried to use sudden attacks. What should I do? I thought to myself. I knew I had to stay calm.

Slowly, very slowly, I moved. I came up. I stood firm on the ground I was standing at. I knew I had to do this alone (well, partly due to the fact there was no one else in the room except me). The enemy saw me moved. It jumped. The enemy got nervous. My strong will shook it a little. I had my advantage, then. It was open. I could have plunged in and bring it down. Slowly, I took my first weapon. It saw what I was doing.

Neither of us moved. We were staring at each other. I was looking sternly at it with clear slight fear in my eyes. The enemy was looking at me, clearly noticing my fear and, with no doubt, was its advantage, its chance.. its opening. I was trapped. One wrong move, I might be down again. I moved a step forward. It moved to the side. Standing still again, I made a sudden move. I ATTACKED!

Unfortunately, the enemy was quick. It managed to dodge. Feeling its satisfaction and proud of itself, feelings it laughing with its purely evil and hateful laugh at me, I took up my second weapon. I ATTACKED! The weapon hit where it was standing. I could not see. It was dark. I could not see if it got hits. But, in vain, it cowardly went into hiding.

It was gone. But I knew I could not loosen up. I knew I was not safe until it ended. I knew I had to stay alert. I felt insecure. Who can come to my rescue? I thought to myself, again. I felt hopeless. I wanted to give in. I was scared. It did not appear. I knew it was watching my every move. It was waiting for an opportunity to ambush me.

Alas, I let my guard down. It tried to escape. It stealthily slithered pass me. But, fortunately, I saw it. It was stunned. I knew, one day, my NINJA trainings will come to use one day. It was thanks to my SENSEI whom taught me the art of feeling the AURA of the enemy.

I stood up! It tried to slither back quickly to its hide out. I took my weapon. I ATTACKED! I MISSED! It picked up pace from the miss. I did not give up. I can not give up! In quick reflexes, I took up my weapon. I SHOT! IT HIT! The enemy was down.

It was then, I muster all my courage and bravery. I went nearer to the fallen enemy which was striving to get up. I looked at it without the slightest mercy in my eyes. I knew VICTORY was in my hand. I took my last weapon. I let out the last hit. The final hit. Like a SAMURAI, the enemy bowed down with respect of itself. I swung the hit. I did it.

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I SQUISHED THAT BIG FAT STRIPED HAIRY SPIDER!! WOOTS!!!

CHEERS!!! WOOHOO!!!

Questions?

Hey, Gang!

Upon at the verge of killing my assignment in front of me, I have decided to take a break and blog a little. Been hearing random questions asked by a bunch of middle-school girls. It is interesting to see the competitions formed between girls. So anyway, I was wondering about the many questions people (been eavesdropping) asked. Somewhat, there are basic questions which are mysteriously unanswerable.

BUT! Before all of that:

Disclaimer: This post is generally stating what MOST of the people in this current era will answer. NOTE: MOST! And 'MOST' does not have the same meaning and is not equivalent to 'ALL' or 'ALMOST ALL'. Christie Wong is not liable for any misinterpretations made by readers. Note: Under the 'useful and popular replies', they are smart answers [some]. So do not go thinking that it is offending you. Under 'reasons being', the main point of this is to clarify why is the question mysteriously unanswerable. And Christie is hereby admitting that these are all by her only! This is her blog and she will state what she wants to state no matter how brainless, unknowledgeable and stupid they can be. Cheers. *^^*

Special Occasions:
Question 1: What do you want for your birthday?
Description: Usually asked when birthdays of the 'asked' are around the corner.

Reasons being: 1) You will be seen as greedy and shameless to the enquirer (well, depending on their personality and mentality, too). 2) You might not get it. So why answer? 3) You might get it. But where is the surprise? 4) You might get it. And it may be only something close to what you want. 5) You will plainly feel uncomfortable answering that question just because everyone else will ask you that EVERY BIRTHDAY season. 6) You do not see the point of telling.
Useful and popular replies: 1) Anything, la~ 2) No need, la~ 3) Ha? I dunno oso o~ 4) Surprise me.

Question 2: So what did you get for christmas?
Description: Usually asked by 'kepoh' aunties to any younger-than-thems.
Reason being: Curious and plainly wanted to befriend the 'asked'.
Useful and popular replies: Erm~ Gifts?

Question 3: How much angpau did you collect? (Also asked: How much angpau MONEY did you collect?)
Description: Either to start a conversation when long-time-no-see time or want to compare (with utmost do-not-know-what-reason) or plainly want to ask and know and be done with.
Reason being: Usually interpreted as "why you want to know? You want me to spend lunch (options: dinner or breakfast) is it?" (note: the misinterpretations are usually never voiced out.) or just because one feels it is unimportant to inform others about the amount.
Useful and popular replies: Just enough to survive the month lo~ / Ok la~ / Definitely not as much as yours la (usable with or without knowledge of how much the other party collected) / Why you want to know ar? (used in a slightly soft tone to avoid offending the other party). Cheeky answers: Oh! How much angpau I collected? I think around 10 (optional) packets only. (Note: usually ends with an almost innocent and cheeky smile).

General Situations:
Question 4: So where / what do you want to go / eat for breakfast / lunch / dinner?
Description: Asked when in hungry situation (a.k.a.: hunger strikes.)
Reasons being: Too many choices / Not hungry / I want to eat this but I do not think you will want to have it / You choose, I describe / Out of manners / You pick. I am OK with anything. You are fussier and pickier (note: usually not voiced out.)
Useful and popular replies: Anything, la (alternative: Anything oso can la~) / You choose la. I am OK with anything. / I can't decide la. You choose la. (which will sometimes be continued with "ha? Why you wanna eat there / that?").

Academics:
Question 5: Have you finished your assignment / homework / thesis?
Description: Asked either as a greeting and an opening conversation or when plainly and genuinely wanted to know if the 'asking' is nearing the deadline.
Reason being: The 'asked' will think that the 'asking' will want to have a look at it and assuming that the 'asking' has a scanning-machined eyes and print out what the 'asking' had read into another piece of paper and make it his / her own.
Useful and popular replies: Ha? Er~ Why ar? / Oh! I finished already (and when asked "can I take a look at question 3?") Oh! I have not done that question yet. / Oh! I handed in already (note: question is "have you finished your assignment / homework / thesis" which carries basic answers such as "Yes" or "No") / Eh! Ouh My GAWD! I lost my pen! (or anything which comes in mind to divert the question).

Question 6: Can you teach me how to answer this particular question?
Description: Asked when one does not know how to answer a question.
Reason being: This question is usually interpreted as "can you give me your answer?".
Useful and popular replies: Oh! I dunno how to do oso o. What was it again ar? (tip: it is a useful diversion to ask the 'asking' back.) / Overlapping with the answer to Question 3: Ha? Er~ Why ar? / Another overlap: Oh! I have not done that question yet. / Er. Sorry ya. I dunno oso. Ask XX la~ (which is odd because the 'asked' mentioned he/she does not know how to answer the question and yet knew who to ask.)

Question 7: So what marks did you get?
Description: Asked during post-test or post-finals or post-assignments to either compare marks or asked out of manners to start and continue a conversation.
Reason being: Question is usually interpreted as "I want to know because if yours is lower, I'll be happy" or plainly because "I don't wanna know your marks and I won't bother telling you mine".
Useful and popular replies: Ok la~ *smiles and zipped* / It's Ok~ (what is the difference? The first one is informal reply while the second is a formal reply.) / Oh! I passed. / Not as good as yours la of coz~ (usually ends with a forceful short laugh) / OkOk only la~ (What is the difference? This reply has a double Ok stating that the result is averagely good or averagely moderate. Note: There is no averagely bad.)

Well? Is there anymore? I could not think of any. Well, SHARING IS CARING! Share some here and er.. Yea~ Share some here. *^^* REMINDER: I am not liable for any imaginary-offense and hereby, openly state that I use some replies in these post for some questions as well. There you go~

Clubbing..

Yo readers,

Before I start typing what was meant to be typed, read the following:

Disclaimer: This post is to be read from a point of view of only ONE particular person: Christie Wong! This is her blog which gives her absolute right to express whatever and however way she wants to. Readers have absolutely no right to say she offended anyone due to the fact that this is her blog and she is to post what she felt and what she see and want to post and not how and what the readers would and want to feel. Cheerio~ *^^*

Ok! Yup! Basically from the title, it is obvious what this post will be about. Of course I need to write something about this. How shall I put it. Ok. Lets put it this way. CHRISTIE IS NO LONGER A CLUBBING VIRGIN! Yes! SHE FINALLY STEPPED FOOT FOR THE FIRST TIME IN A CLUB! Previously, this sentence was formed long ago even when I was a kid: I DO NOT LIKE CLUBBING!. This is what I formed after my first trip to the club: I DO NOT LIKE CLUBBING!. Go on. Try blinking and rubbing the eyes a few time. No, you are not seeing double. :) And yes! To some of you, you will probably be thinking "omg! It is her first time?". Ouh yes. Do not deny. I know people who thinks of clubbing as a next step to a higher level in life.

Hmmm~ Maybe this was not supposed to be how a real clubbing is like but the one I tried is definitely a put off and it is just adding to the point that I find clubbing a waste of time and money and everything else. I mean like, who created the fact that when clubbing, one needs to drink-drank-DRUNK, doing unnecessary stuff (go ahead, imagine!), smoking, looking absolutely spiffingly prosty-like and a wannabe-trying-too-hard to be cool and getting all high up. Well, I tried imagining what it will be like before going in. What I heard, which contributed to how I had imagined it to be, was pretty cool inside my head which I thought to myself "giving it a chance and a try won't hurt". Apparently, the imaginated picture shattered to pieces as soon as I stepped my foot in. So, clubbing rule #1: DRINK, DRANK, DRUNK AND MORE MORE MORE!

Of course there are a few decent people there, but, heck! Most of them were, ouh I do not know, trying too hard to impress maybe? I stood in a place, for almost half an hour, just to look around and explore. What is with the drinking-away-sorrow or come-to-me-but-damn-I-suck dances (where this fella was doing the cowboy roping on a girl and tried pulling her with that imaginary rope) or the I-am-giving-you-an-obviously-failing sexy killer stare or the I-have-no-$-to-buy-clothes-with-enough-clothing-materials-on or the 'lets drink drank and get drunk and get laid later' thingy, if you get what I mean. They were interesting to see. They were just unknowingly embarrassing themselves. Little kids trying to be cool and acting all-grown-up by smoking, drinking and hitting on people? Hence, clubbing rule #2: LOOK DUMB! WOOT!

Of course there are nothing wrong with the dancings and all. But what is with making out on the dance floor or touching almost every part of the body of the opposite gender or hitting on others on the dance floor? So that was what dancing in a club is like? All of those unnecessary actions? Ouh well. Maybe having the virgin-clubbing habit is making these hard to be accepted for me. But what I saw was like, ok, this couple (obviously) they were making out. After that they walked past me with the guy dragging the girl and the girl looked all high and 'worked-up'. 'WORKED-UP'! French kissing can do such a thing?! The same-gendered french kissing? It is not like I am going against it IF they are genuinely homos. But, heck! In their faces, it was obvious that they had only one purpose of doing it: GETTING ATTENTION! Gah! If you want attention so much, go and stand in the middle of the dance floor and start taking off your clothes, EASIER! Gosh! So this is what clubbing is about, huh. Clubbing rule #3: GRAB ATTENTION! QUICK! AND DESPERATELY!

Drinking? Ok, fine! Getting drunk and all will probably be the first in the clubbers-to-do-list. But drinking and wanting to add actions into it? Like drinking and letting the liquor drool and leak from the side of the mouth? Then wiping them off as though a heavy hard fight just ended? Why do you even want to drink it in the first place if you want to waste it like that? And NO it was not cool at all. From what I heard, you will not get drunk after just a few sips or one glass of liquor (but then again, I ain't liquor master. How would I know, right~). What is with the loud shouting and pretending to be drunk when you were obviously looking sane! Why do you even want to make yourself looking like an idiot anyway. But then again, the world is a more COLOURFUL place to be with UNIQUE and DIFFERENT people everywhere. Who am I to judge, right? Gosh, Christie, you are being a nonsensical prat. Right? Clubbing rule #4: LOOK DUMB! AGAIN!

Of course I have absolutely no right to criticise about the boomingly loud and deafening music which leaves you partially deaf and partly brain dead. What is clubbing without heart stomping music, right. But the deejays were cool of course. Knowing how to swing and change and control and work with music and making them smoothly flowing. Ouh and one part, if you want to check someone out, try working on the stare. Go practice using a mirror and check yourself out. Do not be the kind like standing in one spot and stare blankly with a 'doh~~~~~ uh~ doh?? uh? doh! doh!' look. It will not work. I repeat: IT WILL NOT WORK! Clubbing rule #5: CHECK THEM OUT!

And another thing. Was it written in the manual or the 'rules and regulations' or what-so-ever you call it. OUH! TRADITION! That smoking is a must INSIDE a closed-space club? And after that, blowing smoke into someone's face? Again, you did not look cool. You just look dumb for smoking inside. Get some real and true friends who can be straight-forward to you and tell you how stupid you look like then. Clubbing rule #6: INTO THEIR FACES THE SMOKE WILL GO! INTO YOUR FACE THEIR KNUCKLES WILL GO! RAH RAH!!

But, of course, there were others who just want to have fun and dance the night away in the club. Or just a little drink and chat the night away and looking at 'unbelievable' sights. Who would have thought in just an hour there were so many things can be seen and witnessed. Even on the dance floor, there were many many things to be seen. Ouh well. Those are my say. Go on! Do what you please to speak your speech. Prove me wrong if you must. *^^*

Some ending sentences: To you true clubbers, I apologize for all of these. But heck! I disclaimed it! WOOT! BRING IT ON!