Marshmallow

I guess I'm a little late for my twice-a-week blog updates. In fact I skipped the weekend update the previous week, was a little busy being in between places to have the time and energy to blog. Let's look back at what had transpired during that period of time fondly shall we.

Xin came to stayover on Friday night. Met her at AMK Hub to watch Terminator Salvation before heading over to my place. That movie kicked ass in my opinion although Xin said she didn't really enjoy it, a little too noisy for her liking. I think generally for guys any movies with lots of explosions, guns, machines and well, loud noises would make a good movie. Besides, is it possible for any male to dislike terminators? The beast of a man Arnold immortalized the goddamn show with his bulging muscles and corny "I'll be back" line to the extent that any shows that has anything to do with the word Terminator would be a success, regardless of what the critics think.

In a way you can say that the stayover failed. The objective was to get Xin to give me a well-deserved massage and facial after my guard duty on Thursday but she simply refused to give me anything other than a fair amount of physical abuse. Nothing to do with relieving my bodyaches or smoothening my 'moonrock' complexion. Another thing that failed is our smoke-free campaign. In all honesty, it probably didn't even stand a snowball's chance in hell. We both cheated on our 1st day into the week and by Friday night we were sneaking the ashtray into my room sharing a cigarette. I used to think it's darn easy to quit. Guess I have to think about that again.

Non-smokers be warned. What they say about the nicotine addiction stuff is true afterall. There's 2 parts to it I guess, the physical withdrawal symptoms and the mental effects it'll bring unto you. The physical part is easy to deal with, all you got to do is keep yourself busy or put yourself in a position whereby cigarettes are inaccessible and you'll pull through somehow. It's the mental effects that's the killer. You'll understand it when you feel it for yourself, but of course I won't wish that upon you.

Went down to Evolve on Saturday afternoon for a trial lesson on MMA. I really enjoyed the class man. The instructor taught me some basics punch-punch-takedown-armbar combo which got me panting after a few tries. And then how to counter if someone grabs me from behind. He didn't give me any chance at all when he was demo-ing for me to see and I got the shock of my life when I got slammed onto the mat for the first time in my life. All in all it's a darn shiok experience but sadly, the classes are too expensive for me to enrol in. Sad huh. I'll just wait for other chances to pop up. If you guys can fork out $250 a month, I highly suggest you head down to Evolve at Parklane and have the time of your life.

At night met uhm, her, and went to Night Safari for the first time in my life. Now I would highly reccommend you guys to take the tram next time you go there. No doubt it's more interesting to walk, but it's also a shitload more tiring. We're both sweating and panting by the time we're done seeing all the bats and hunting cats and whatnot (or am I the only one? hahaha). It was supposed to be a pretty nice and romantic night, but we were both too tired I guess. She was stoning alot and fell asleep on the bus ride home. I myself am stoning quite a little after enduring the frustration of not being able to see all animals who seemed hell bent on hiding in the bushes away from me.

Now here comes the most important part. I was walking her home when her sis came down to pick her up. All fine and normal, but I can almost guess with my ass that her sis doesn't like me very much. The funny thing is her sis smsed me last night and called me a marshmallow. A marshmallow? Hahaha that's the first time anyone called me that, or I heard anyone call anyone that for that matter. She did clarify matters with me this morning, saying that she doesn't think I'm a bad person. She just thinks I'm someone who looks tough but is actually a marshmallow. Is that supposed to be a good thing? Hell I'll just take it as a compliment anyway. I've been through the whole disapproving-elder-sister thing before and yea, it's always a losing battle so I'm more or less prepared to walk away.

Anyway, it appears that I might get some form of answer next week. Perhaps that'll shed some light on what direction I should be heading towards because everything's still a little muddled up. In the meantime, it's back to the drawing board for me on the promise of smoking that last pack/stick which just isn't working. It's impossible to quite smoking while you're in NS, not when you don't have to surrender your cigarettes. I'll bet my ass on that one.

Marshmallow out.