numskulls.

2006-04-16T17:38:00.000+07:00

14th April 2006 was the fucking lamest journey. Yee Kuan, has decided that his grades can be no longer be tolerated by his parents and has decided to go to Chirst Church(no not in New Zealand) its in Australia. Anyway, he invited a couple of numskulls to Genting Highlands to die in boredom along with his shabby apartment.

At 1845 hours, we arrived at the fucked up shithole(on the outside). We took the lift up to his apartment floor and entered. We left our bags, and headed for the attractions just a walk away. We went straight for the foosball table (our game, we normally waste our money on-not worth it). As Bronzie took the first shot(which was fucked up) i had it under control not until the ball decided to slip under my men's leg and go for an own goal. We waited for the ball to roll out, but it had not and decided to call for the attendants help. She then called the foosball tech. and we waited a good 20 minutes for him to arrive. As he did, he took a look at it and told us that we couldn't play because the coin depositer was spoilt. So we were, "okay, fuck this." . By the way, when we had to go through this, Yee kuan and his Goon (Joel) went on a ticket hunt for snow world ( they wanted to go). He then called us and told us that Snow World is under renovation.
Feelings for this:
Greg: Stupid, had a new comers bad luck. Blames Bronzie.
Bronzie: Felt like shit, pissed in his pants and wanted to have sex with girls. (uh-whuat??)
Don: Dissapointed, couldn't go for the gay snow world shit.
Yee Kuan and Joel: (dont know, cause they were off stalking random people.- bloody chinese.)

Yee Kuan went off, left us to rot with lousy food while he enjoys quality food with his parents. After makaning, we waited for Yee kuan to come over for the Haunted House/ S.W.A.T tactical shit. (Bronzie went in, thinking he was some kind of leader of a SWAT team.) It was good fun, everyone screaming like fucking pussies.
Difficulties encountered:
Greg) 1. Had crazy girls behind pulling on his/ yee kuan's jacket.
2. Had his shoe laces at one point was untied, and taught he was going to get left behind to die with the ghosts.
3. Had no balls to go behind of the group when asked by girls to do so.
Yee Kuan) Had no fucking casualties [was hanging on to his Goon's (Joel) stomach.]
Joel) Same as the above, was busy throwing Bronzie of balance while trying to get Yee kuan off his stomach.
Don) can't remember, but following the group.
Bronzie) Like I said acting as if he was a leader of a SWAT team. JACKASS!
We had pretty much the best fun here...

Thinking more fun has yet to come by going back to the apartment and having some snacks while wathcing The O.C , Yee kuan's VCD could obviously only play VCD whereas The O.C was a DVD.
Things that happened that worsen the whole day:
1. Greg's coffee was kicked off by Bronzie all over Yee kuan's white carpet. (sorry, Mrs. Law)
2. Greg's Chicken Foldover was half eaten by Don and Joel while he was busy cleaning the carpet.

We had to think of somethin good to do, so we decided to play squash football. And we did. By the start of the next mornin, we were dead to the world. Gave a few prank calls, showered and fucking wacked the sack.

Sleeping casualties:
1. Had wind blowing strongly, lead to door banging.
2. Had stupid muslim prayers at a time which in my ears was not suitable. (no offence to muslim readers)

Later the next morning, we woke up playing, squash footy and trying to get the 2 lazy fuckers up( Don and Bronzie) by taking blankets away and letting them freeze to death. Left for breakfast and later went back to eat KFC and play a little more squash footy before leaving for K.L.

All and all, we had pretty much fun, wacking the shit out of each other getting wasted on squash footy, making prank phonecalls, getting stalked by some girl, trying to find for each other in the mall and of course eating all the fucking time.

A long journey

numskulls.