if u've watched the show before, he's pretty amazing, can make himself and a lot of other things disappear and all. Well Im pretty amazing too.
HOW ELSE DO ANY OTHER PERSON LOSE THEIR PHONE IN THEIR OWN HOUSE? Own room rather.
And here's what pisses me off most. It's like full battery, I don't owe phone bills, and I left it on my table like I always do.
So I went to bathe.
And when I returned. Voila. Probably something I did during bathing made it disappear cause I might have special talents as a magician.
Still amazing right? So I thought ok, I might have misplaced it. Calls to my own number heralded leave a message things. Ie, my phone was switched off. Like I ever switch off my phone? Okay. And my battery was full, remember.
Amazing right? And my amazing parents think I have amnesia and might have brought it downstairs went I went to the gym. Which I don't even remember doing. Even if I did, I remember receiving a call from big sis telling me to switch off her mac after coming back from my run. And playing with my guitar while replying sms-es with my shirt still sweaty and all.
Wow, either I have amnesia. Or I could suspect others of taking them. Who could have? There are essentially three suspects, but I hate to suspect people and hence I won't cause I HAVE NO PROOF and the bugger probably already went out to sell it and get rid of other evidence. DAMN COOL RIGHT? SO I'M THE FUCKING CULPRIT LA. I AM SO MINDFREAK L.O.L. I can make things disappear, whee...
What do I do now? Due to sovereignity concerns I am not able to search other people's belongings, but maybe theres another drastic scenario my mum offered:
Some joker entered my house and entered my room and found my phone on the table and took it. Right. Dead right.
Like my Japanese neighbor would anyhow attempt to open other people's main door, and out of 4 rooms open mine, and take my ulu handphone when compared to their 7 megapixel phone? Like some bugger can just get past security downstairs and pick a house out of so many friggin units and somehow luckily found the door open and went in to pick one out of four rooms where a phone was on the table and conveniently took it? Like why my room? Why handphone? My sister's mac was at the dining room table. So conveniently much closer to the door. My wallet was on my table too, why not take it along as well? Wow. Amazing.
So I have concluded, I must have magical powers. Cause I am either a prodigous magician who can make things disappear without intending it (if only I could make my maths tutor and GP tutor disappear, and prelims and A levels too) or I am someone who is so senile I probably threw my own phone out of the window without remembering (which explains why it is off and why it just disappeared, but the weird thing is my window is closed. If I even have one.)
Oh pray to the gods, grant me some more magical powers to make things appear. First I'll start with recovering my phone, then making some bomb guitar appear, then make lotsa cash appear. But I'll not be greedy I'll just settle for my SIM card.
You know those wonderful National Crime Prevention posters that remind senile Singaporean teenagers to not lose their phone (those lose your phone, lose your connections) - like damn true lah. I can't remember numbers for nuts except those important ones and those blatantly easy to remember ones so I'm kind of screwed. So please do me a favor everybody, mail me your HP number or message me on MSN or something so I can start anew. Thankew people.
And when I master the art of making things appear I'll repay your kindness. 1 item will appear for each who actually answer my calls.
GANNINA CHAO CHEEBAI LA. WHAT THE FUCK. U TINK FARNIE ISSIT? LAN JIAO. FUCK OFF LA BASTARD. MAMA NO KACHING COUP MY PHONE, NO BALLS IZZIT? COME OUT AND FIGHT LA. CHEE BAI.
Sep 15, 2006
MINDFREAK
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