I’m on holiday this week, on the pretext of a mid-sem break, but it’s really all a lie because I can’t truly relax. Reason is right after this one-week break I’m off to face my exams for Macroeconomics I and Financial Accounting, the latter I loathe with a passion.
I’ve been whiling my time this week by embracing my childhood roots once more: gaming! I’ve always been a videogame enthusiast (ah, those nostalgic SEGA’s Sonic the Hedgehog days, which incidentally was the first videogame I’ve ever played) and I’ve been playing Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney for the DS (part of the ingenious Phoenix Wright series where you play as a.. lawyer. Yep) and managed to burn Super Smash Bros. Brawl for the Wii on an RM15 DVD+R DL (Dual Layer) disc where others seem to have failed. ![]()
I love SSBB so much – the crystal sharp beautiful graphics (prolly thanks to that component cable (for my HD-capable TV) I bought for my Wii a few weeks back); tons of trophies and stickers to unlock to keep one really occupied; the nostalgic orchestra of a soundtrack; the level of details and thoughts given to every single mode in the game.. it’s the perfect fighting game. Watching Pikachu fighting alongside Solid Snake of Metal Gear Solid fame or Sonic the Hedgehog brings a tear to my eye (no not really wtf).
And also playing Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles: Ring of Fates with Ding and Jon on our DSes as it supports multiplayer – the experience was fun even though the quests might be a tad bit lame.
And also DotA.
I haven’t been playing this much since a few years back, and even then, my current playing standards can be considered too little compared to my gaming geek era. ![]()
Playing games and going for mamaks keep me happily occupied. Heng, Ding, and Jon came to my house yesterday night to play a 2v2 Brawl on my Wii and it was smashing fun. :D To me at least.
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While I was sleeping this morning, I heard a loud crash that was equivalent to the sound of a bulldozer mowing through a house. You know what’s funny? Despite actually realising this subconsciously because I had to be bloody conscious even the slightest bit to actually realise I heard the sound, I actually went on sleeping until my mum banged on my door some time later.
Turns out there was an accident in which my neighbour mowed down her gate and overturned her car. WTF.

Secretly snapped this, patgua journalist in the making wtf. As you can see, the car overturned right in front of my house and there was a “waterfall of oil” (as my mum described it) spilling over onto the road very close to my house. And if it catches fire it could burn our house down (according to my mum’s pessimistic thoughts).
I’m not entirely sure how this event occurred in this manner, but according to bits and pieces of tales I managed to gather (ah, the passive journalistic instinct in me), my neighbour accidentally reversed too quickly and in her panic she stepped on the accelerator even harder -___- and well, smashed her gate into concrete pieces and the car ended up like the picture above.
The most amazing part was when my neighbour managed to quickly get out of her car unscratched. My mum who witnessed all these first-hand when she was out at the garden thought it was someone who was on a suicide bid wtf.
Of course the other amazing part that I never ceased to be amazed of, even for myself, was me managing to sleep through all the commotion. There could be a volcano erupting and spewing lava right next to me and I could sleep right through it.


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