Sam yang Serius

So I reached home about 20 minutes ago, and here I am, after deciding very quickly whether to dream of sub-machine guns and various artillery, or go online to blog, I decided on the latter. Since I have wet hair at the moment which the towel wouldn’t dry properly, I’ll let it be till I finish blogging.

I felt a need to blog to capture the moments in words and prose of the exhilaration I felt just 2 hours ago. A chronological description:

Went out at 8.25pm to pick up Ding and Kai Tzin at first, but on reaching his house, and after telephoning him, he asked me to give him 10 minutes and invited me to enter his house. I did; I assumed that him being shirtless meant he was changing or bathing or sommat, but on entering his room, Kai Shen was there, while the dude was playing his New Onimusha away on the PS2. >_>

Since Ding wants to finish his game first, I went with Kai Shen to pick up Kai Tzin, then we headed for Summit where Andy was waiting there. Ding arrived 5 minutes after 9, the designated time of the Mission Impossible III movie that was supposed to start.

I missed a bit of the opening as I had to go to the loo, but well, don’t think I missed anything crucial. A man who was heading to the loo as well told his girlfriend/wife to hurry up as he didn’t want to miss the opening sequence, heh.

MI3 was alright - suspenseful, filled with brilliantly choreographed action sequences, romance.. it’s all in a package. This is probably one of them movies I’d rather watch in the cinema instead of getting a pirated DVD to watch at home, because to be honest, action movies that taunt, shock and awe you during the duration of the show itself, and leave you little room for thoughts after the credits roll up, deserve to be watched in the cinemas with your friends.

And why not at home? I don’t know. Since not many people I know share my love for insightful movies like Sepet/Gubra, Crash, Brokeback Mountain, etc, they’re best watched alone, or with like-minded people.

I’d like to reaffirm again that MI3 was alright if you’re into weapons, Maggie Q, clich?d storylines, and Maggie Q. I somehow prefer movies laced with religious backgrounds like Kingdom of Heaven or even Constantine, despite not a believer myself. I find religions very fascinating, nonetheless.

After the movie ended at 11pm, I fetched Kai Shen home (there were two cars: mine and Andy’s), then we met up at the USJ 2 mamak. Ate/drank there for a while; had this Neslo Ice thingy which tasted absolutely like mocha. Prob was, the glass was fucking large, and my stomach felt a little queasy after drinking the entire thing.

It might have contained milk/lactose, and because yours truly is lactose intolerant, I felt all the necessary symptoms shortly after (and no, it’s not in my head. I can’t believe some people actually thought I’m making this up last time >_>).

So we went to the USJ 14 cybercafe after that (raced a bit with Andy, and god did that feel exhilarating, adrenaline-pumping), and we decided on Serious Sam II. I had low expectations at first, as I thought it was one of them mindless FPS games, but 2 minutes into the game and I changed my mind.

Since this is a co-operative game, pitting 4 players against thousands of pixelated creatures, it was bloody fun. You can hear us shouting to each other, “OMGKILLTHATGREENTHINGHELPME!” and “OHMYFUCKINGGODIT’SBLOODYBIG” and “ARGHHHHELPPPPPPP!!” and.. the list goes on. Us trying to cover each other’s rear ends, while killing hideous, hideous unnatural beasts conceived by some equally unnatural.. things, it was real fun. Teamwork.

I can’t really describe it well, but for the first time, I believe we had the time of our lives for that entire hour at the cybercafe. I would love to finish off the entire game, but since the silly sign “Please top-up now” didn’t pop-up at all, we were rudely disconnected. Bah. :(

We continued for another hour playing CS, while it wasn’t exactly as fun as Serious Sam II (god we’ve been playing this almost everytime we visit a cybercafe), it was quite good, especially when you kept winning. I remembered a remark made by a fellow forumer off-hand that, after winding and relaxing after a day’s hard work (or rather, after doing absolutely nothing fruitful the entire boring day), if you’re competing with your friends/other players through a game and it doesn’t go your way, it’s almost like a final insult.

So yah, it went my way. I felt completely.. what’s that word, contented?

Playing with Ding, Andy and Kai Tzin was fun - may be short-lived fun, but still fun all the same. I realised, now, that what made us hang out together often and enjoy each other’s company was our rather liberal freedom, compared to the others. Money’s secondary in a way but still of importance, ‘course, but if you share the same interests with them and your circumstances are similar enough, you can’t help but automatically feel the bond with them, ya know.

I find myself spending less and less time with friends that couldn’t or wouldn’t go out with us almost every single time even after we invited them repeatedly - giving off the same excuses all the time - while we were still in high school. It occured to me I was merely wasting my breath.

I remembered spending most of my time with 5 Bestarians, my class’s neighbour, compared to spending time with my own classmates. I remembered how I wanted to move to the other class badly, not wanting to put up with incredibly studious classmates.

I realised now I was having the best of both worlds.

Kinda funny how, after SPM, I gradually drifted to a different clique. And how, in a way, I am incredibly grateful to be spending time with outrageously funny people I didn’t realise in my several years of being classmates with them, like Ding.

And how, because of this very clique, I doubled up efforts to want to learn Chinese because I don’t want to be left out while hanging around with these Chinese-educated friends.

And how, as corny and incredibly clich?d as this sound, I’m thankful and grateful that I ever know them.