Has to contain something special. Unfortunately, the drought of pictures embedded in thus posts will have to endure for this particular anniversary; I haven’t gotten the pictures of the recent chalet uploaded to my hard drive yet, and even if I had, there’s the arduous process of post-production, or, as the kiddies refer to nowadays, Photo-shopping. As if such a term is worthy of what I’m about to perform on those pixels.
Ahem.
So, anyway, the chalet was kind of better than my class chalet (mainly because my tuition teacher planned it out much better), and the addition of more than 2 people who knew how to cook stuff over a grill of charcoal helped. Wine was also a highlight of the event, though I touched none of such liquids vile. I actually dislike alcohol and any foodstuff that so much as contains it for seasoning.
Don’t ask why. I just don’t like the sensation of feeling my throat burning, as if it were entering our planet’s atmosphere at speeds unspeakable.
So anyway, a foosball competition was to have been the highlight of the event. Was. The delivery service that was supposed to deliver such a delight never came, and in the end, I had to go along with my teacher to get another foosball table from his office. All the way in a van (that his friend so kindly provided for our use) that was through rain and sleet.
Such is the nature of a mere game that would induce such enthusiasm.
In the end, the table broke after repeated, ah, roughage by over-drunk zealots. Such idiocy was to my great discomfort, and secretly my heart broke as the 3-man rod did. Though I was playing on the other side and won the last goal just before it failed, it hurts no less.
Not an ounce less.
Anyway, as always, I left early, this time thanks to a lift from my mom who stayed up late sorely for that purpose. Props to her for once. I was actually planning on taking the shuttle bus back until she insisted. Oh well.
I was actually prepared this time for boredom, with my arsenal of the D50 (naturally), my laptop, and my PSP with a plethora of titles, varied, and all with Game Sharing. Thankfully, the company proved entertaining enough (though some were slightly out of my league in terms of intellect and disposition, names shall remain unknown) to prove my weapons unneeded. For once.
Anyway, big props to my tuition teacher for hosting such an event (free food is always good), and I expect to have the pictures up soon. Stay tuned.
And in other news, my sister still has not received the T-shirt I designed for her. I emailed Zazzle about such atrocity unforgiven, and the reply so far has been basically to “be patient”. So, we’ll see. They’re already about a week behind their promised delivery time, and I place great emphasis on punctuality.
We’ll see.
In the meantime, I suppose this post doesn’t exactly befit such a status of 101st, but hey, I’m no Airborne Ranger.
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