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Sunday, September 23, 2007 12:44 am

midnight stroll.

I just got back a couple of minutes ago. And now here I'm, in front of the PC and submitting an entry.
I went out at around 8pm and reached Cineleisure roughly at 8.45pm. Julian was there at 8pm already so I was a good 45 minutes late. Sorry pal.
He sms-ed me out of the blue in the morning requesting me to hang out with him, let say watch a movie or something. I must say that I was a bit surprised at his 'request'- this guy doesn't normally do such things. But he did has his reasons which I shan't disclose for the sake of confidentiality. We ended up watching "UnderDog"; to sum it up, this canine is bestowed with super dog powers thanks to an experimental cock-up (so predictable) and therefore feels it upon itself, actually it's a him-it, to save its own town which name I have now cleanly forgotten. I do remember fondly of watching this classic cartoon on TV when I was in Primary School. Why do I remember it so vividly? Because I always watch it whenever I do Science- bloody ass subject- somehow, the show just alleviates the stress level. But nonetheless, my scripts also ended up being doodled red. Sigh.
The movie was the typical one; dog saves the town and still doesn't get the female dog it loves. I'm avoiding the insulting b* word here cause I still want to get hitched.
Anyway, after that, the three of us: Julian, Dewei and I headed down the the Arcade where we played nothing but Daytona. And damn I trashed them. WHOO!
Julian and I first pit our skills to the test-we are NFS pros- with Daytona 2. We both chose Manual but somehow, our car doesn't seem to respond to our gear shifts and we ended up with dented hoods and flying spoilers. I won him by a whisker. And then, since it was a "loser out policy", Dewei-fleecer- took over. This time round, I picked the Automatic and damn did it suck. I did managed to persuade it to drift though although it did lose PLENTY of speed along the curve. In the end, due to premature breaking and a nudge from the stupid computer, I lost to him.
Now, for Daytona 1- the ancestor. We waited for quite a while as lovey-dovey couples exchanged punches and puppy love insults with each other whenever they crashed. What a sight for sore eyes. Then I saw this army dude drifting like Fugiwara. Damn he was good and there I was looking like a moron when he shifts gear and times his braking. It was almost perfect. I seriously doubt if I could attain that sort of skill so I stuck to Automatic for all of the races.
The three of us took on 3 turns of the Beginner Circuit. And despite the retarded car being an Automatic, I successfully initiated drifts. Not just 1 pathetic one, but at least out of the 8 laps, I managed to a good 5-6. That my friend is pretty good considering the fact that I normally use the WSAD and RTY keys for NFS.
I cannot remember much from Race 1 except the three of us were banging into one another like morons and ended up crashing so many times that my hood was all crinkly. But the bottom-line for races 1 and 2 were that....I WON!!
Race 3. Now this was fun. After the couple left their seats, embracing one another- sight for sore eyes again- I hopped into my lucky seat wishing for the third consecutive win. Julian was in the pink car, Dewei in the blue and I was in the green one. The rolling start gave me the initial lead but the retarded computer just nudged me into the damn green grass patch, for camouflage no doubt, and I suddenly became third. I was annoyed. Then, I think my seed mode activated- those who watch Gundam should know what I mean. I was suddenly driving so smoothly for the next few laps and ta-dah! I saw them. I managed to exchange paint with Julian and this fellow, just went berserk and started banging into me for the next 3 laps. My first reaction was that it was coincidence. The second was justified likewise. But by the time the black car hit me the third time, I got annoyed. The green exchanged more paint with the black and ultimately, green won as the black crashed and flipped around the bend. WHOO! Now to murder Dewei. He said that that happened during the seventh lap. But prior to that, I clocked in my best time 16 plus for the 6th lap for a tyco but very tsai drift. *Applause* Dewei said that I collided into him during the bend and thereby causing his demise. But personally, I think he over-speed, went into the bend too fast too early and my car was just there; it would had crashed nonetheless. Gee, I could still think so much during a race. =) Tsai right?
Anyway, the night's getting old and all. I wanna crash. No pun intended.

this used to be a funhouse. But now it’s full of evil clowns.