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“Wishing, like sipping a glass of punch, or pulling aside a bearskin rug in or mder to access a hidden trapdoor in the floor, is merely a quiet way to spend one's time before the candles are extinguished on one's birthday cake.”   -Lemony Snicket

Onion Rings

So, for some reason, whenever I think about the Olympic rings, the only thing that comes to mind is: Onion Rings.  

  London Olympics opening ceremony is tomorrow! I'm super anticipating and desipo to watch it, times like this make me wish I had a TV or unlimited internet, or both, or both and be in London, oh well. Though I think nobody's gonna be able to top the Beijing Olympics ceremony for a few more years or decades or century *Asians*. If only I had a TV, how awesome would it be. And I just realised that this year's Olympics is pretty low-profile, I mean I don't even know what buildings they built for it. Either that or I'm just really disconnected from the world, yep I guess that's it. Maximum hermit arcana. With myself. 

I am so outdated much. 

Apparently they built a stadium and aquatics centre and that other thing.

AND THAT SABINA MET LEE HOM AT THE TORCH RELAY. LIKE FOREVER AGO. 

NI ZE GE! TOLLAY LIKE RIDICULOUSLY PHOTOGENIC GUY

DUDE, YOU SHOULD SELL THIS PHOTO AS AN AD OR SOMETHING.

Somebody please live tweet about the ceremony or live status update about it so you can describe what is going on to me because I have no TV to watch it. Or even better, buy me a TV and Astro subscription.

  Meanwhile in Kota Kinabalu, my computer/technology technician dude is celebrating his birthday. In simpler terms *pun intended*:

"01001000 01100001 01110000 01110000 01111001 00100000 01000010 01101001 01110010 01110100 01101000 01100100 01100001 01111001!"

And no one ate ever again

  Last Saturday I went to Bon Odori, again, it's becoming this annual thing for me. Hopefully not next year, I'd rather not still be in this place by then, tsk tsk. 

  Anyway, guess what, THEY DID NOT HAVE DANGO THIS YEAR! Although I did mention that the dango was a lie and they tasted horrible, but still. Thanks to Clannad, I have always been wanting to try dango, not the white ones with soy sauce like Bon Odori last year, as in the three coloured ones that slightly resemble a discoloured traffic light, by that I mean white, pink and green. 

  I got there late this year, bsh, so I had to swim through a crowd of people desipo to buy food. I saw this pretty sad sight where an aunty wanted to buy something but there wasn't much left and they could only give her one pack instead of two which she wanted, then she kept saying it's just one more, awh. This year's festival was pretty weird and honestly not as awesome as last year. I ate Korean food at a Japanese festival, whut. They sold Malaysian drinks like those at pasar malam. Some dude even asked me to buy Taiwanese mochi. Okayy.

Too cute, just the way pedobear likes it ;) (Okay that's sick)

  So, what's the most awkward thing there? Every single girl over the age of 15 wearing a yukata, speaks Cantonese. Oh wow, I never knew the Japanese spoke Cantonese. Ha ha, nah, they were probably just trying to blend in, blend into the culture by sticking out like a sore thumb. But there were some Japanese children there, pedobear alert! Oh wait, that's not the most awkward thing, this is:

What is this dude, I don't even. Really, I don't even.

人之初，性本善。人生的意义是什么？

Seriously after heavy editing, I could literally hang this photo up in my dining room together with my moyangs. Which by the way Joshua, Sabina and Crystal thought was really funny and sat there staring at them while they stare at us eating. 

  If you want to see more photos, please wait at least ten years for me to upload them on Facebook or call my hotline to lodge a complaint: 1-800-crappyphotos.org.com.my@yahoo.com, Kota Kinabalu, Sabah. Yes, I took a few blurry photos filled mostly with strangers heads and weird signboards of food. I never was a good photographer, ha ha. But often I am the only one who carries a camera, with the exception when I'm out with Sabina. 

Tell Me I'm Funny

Here's the greatest, and possibly shortest, fairy tale ever:

  Once upon a time, I survived SAM with flying colours. Then I lived stress free and happily ever after. The End. 

  Oh, go to college they said, it's like a party life they said. They lieeeed. I'm the most hermit and hobo person ever. And not to mention broke, that one's very important. So hey, I'm finally down to the last semester! Considering that I have never finished any proper education ever since primary school, that is a great achievement, tsk tsk. Still, I wish I could have graduated, like officially graduate from TTSS, oh well. Nostalgia forever haunting me, I still miss those days so so much. Senior years were way too awesome. Funny thing that I sometimes thought I was in S2 Zhong when I was actually in S2 Xiao. Ha, epic fail. 

  Anywayyy, Bon Odori is on this coming Saturday, which is pretty awesome and I desipo to go. Last year was extremely awesome but super infested. Bon Odori's this Japanese festival for, something. I hate crowds, does that make me antisocial? But well, there'll be fireworks which are pretty much something I'd kill to watch, because you know, what reason would there be to dislike explosives in the sky?! 

  So in order to kill time, have you read about Higgs Boson? No, I'm not going to explain it because I don't know what it is. But Joshua and I have come to the conclusion that it's the same as Van der Waals force, except they're trying to change the name into Higgs Boson particle by introducing it as something new. *actual definition of Higgs Boson may vary, we don't get it either*

  On another completely unrelated note, there has been these super lame Thor photos circulating on Facebook. I could die from the lameness, ha ha. 

For example:

OMG TAK BOLEH TAHAN THE LAMENESS

もののけたちだけ

I will update tomorrow.

Because I'm hungry. And you know it's no good to do anything on an empty stomach, hek hek.

And I am addicted to Mononoke Hime Soundtrack.