Underaged Clubbing.

For the title? I kid. I just didn’t know what to peg as this entry’s title.

Yesterday, I went to my friend’s 21st birthday celebration at Sentosa villa!

To be honest, I didn’t take any photos at all because I didn’t think I’d be writing about it but my friends brought their cameras, took lots of pictures and uploaded them within the next 24 hours. So here I am thinking, why not?

Sadly, I’ll be needing a disclaimer for this entry.

DISCLAIMER: None of these pictures are mine. I did not take them nor spend time tagging everyone on Facebook. I merely stole them so I would write this entry.

Sentosa Villa. The name itself sounds expensive don’t you think? But who cares what you think because fact be fact, it was expensive. Bloody expensive. I’ve checked, and you don’t want to know how much a night over there would cost you.

I don’t know about the others, but I was pretty damn excited to be going to the villa. Being a total introvert, you shouldn’t be surprised how I haven’t been to certain parts of my country. And my country is already so small. So make a guess, and I don’t mean my new bag.

I haven’t been to that part of Sentosa at all.

Go on, laugh at me. 😡

I always thought that the only things you could do in Sentosa was go to Universal Studios Singapore, get sun burnt by the beach and buy overpriced mineral water. I never had good experiences in Sentosa. Except USS of course.I would entertain you with my reluctant adventures through Sentosa but I have tons so I’ll leave it for another entry.

We took the sky train to beach station and started asking for directions because none of us knew how to get to the villa. Heck, I didn’t know Sentosa had rented villas. Turns out, the villas were at the very first station of the sky train and we have to take a charted bus back to the sky train’s first stop. It wasn’t that bad because we had a lot of time on our hands and the bus was free to ride.

What’s there to do on a considerably long bus ride?

Cam whore.

I think I half-derped in this picture.

Okay so I only have two pictures here but assure you, there is more to come. It was too cramp to cam whore anyway!

We got off in front of Beaufort Hotel where we seemingly checked in with the receptionist. Damn the service here is good. Once the receptionist had confirmed our identities and decided we weren’t a group of terrorists, he had what looked like a golf cart sent down to chauffeur us to the villa! Culture shock. Normally, I’d get lost for a while finding a chalet while feeding mosquitoes but this one sends us directly to the place!

UNLEASH THE CAM WHORE PICTURES (I told you there was more)

The photos are a little blur but what do you expect from a person taking photos on a moving thingwithamotor  animal  golf cart vehicle? The cart was supposed to only be able to hold 4 people but we, being skinny people (just kidding the cart was huge. 4 obese people maybe.), squeezed and it was a snug fit. It was really funny because one of my friends, I shall not say who, was really jumpy and was asking the driver to drive slowly while another friend told her that we might already be late and that the driver should speed up. Goodness, he must have been very amused with us lot.

When we were finally outside the villa (not that the ride was long), we found we were at a lost of what to do. Since we were only invited to the celebration, we didn’t know anyone but the birthday boy himself and since this was a surprise birthday party, the birthday boy was somewhere in Singapore, blissfully unaware of everything. In other words, we were about to enter a house full of people we didn’t know or were yet to be formally introduced or acquainted. Awkward? Tell me about it.

We entered slowly, not daring to come into view of anyone we didn’t know (which meant everyone who was already helping to prepare for the surprise.) Not knowing how to offer our help, we decided to place ourselves on the couch which was situated in the very center of the villa. This meant we were in full view to anyone who was walking by or plainly sitting and eating at the dining table. If awkwardness could hurt, lets just say it just did.

To make things less awkward (although I’m not sure it helped), we started to take pictures again.

^ The television that helped make the awkwardness more bearable. Thank God for this 14inch flat screen.

As part of preparation, all of us had to wear party hats. I’m serious. Cones with confetti placed on our heads. I didn’t even wear one when I was younger. Oh well, for a friend, why not. YOLO.

When we had to start preparing for the birthday boy’s arrival, we were told to switch the telly off. I felt so lost without it. I think we all did, as we stood there awkwardly in the dark, waiting for our friend to walk through the doors blindfolded.

I guess our suffering in awkwardness wasn’t in vain after all, as our classmate walked through the door and was friggin’ surprised and touched to tears if I should add.

We took more pictures with the birthday boy before we finally managed to dominate the dining table and basically, camp there.

Playing with perspectives while nomming.

As it was getting late, the birthday boy’s parent decided to make a move and the party officially got serious.

I’m talking people setting up DJ decks and mixing their drinks. They shut off the lights and had seizure inducing lights flashing everywhere. Hence the title of my entry. I swear what happened then scared the daylights out of me. If this wasn’t bad enough, someone pulled a smoke machine out of no where and all of a sudden, I couldn’t tell who my friends were. Not that I was drunk. I didn’t even drink!

Here’s what it looked like:

If you can tell, that’s me in the second picture.

Warning bells were ringing for my friends and I to get out of here. It was smoky and I was starting to lose my voice. I saw people bringing shisha jugs out to the pool side and I think I someone was drunk grinding someone else already.

Our friend, the birthday boy, said his friend was coming with a car that he could borrow and drive us back to Singapore (since Sentosa really is an island by itself) and have us on the last train back. My friends and I had to be home by 12am and by 11.15pm, we were panicking. No matter how little I go out this holidays, I was not about to get myself grounded! No way!

We ended up calling a cab, which said he would reach us outside the villa in 5 minutes. Relieved, we went in to say our goodbyes and thank the people who invited us for having us. The phone rang and the cab told us he had reached. But we went out, we found no cab.

That was probably the most FML moment of the week. My dad finally loosens my curfew to 12am and I couldn’t believe a cab with no sense of direction or decent a GPS was going to screw everything up! We gave that taxi driver the postal code and everything. My friend called the cab and demanded to know his location. He insisted he was at the destination and that he was waiting. You know what waiting means? He had already started charging us a waiting fee! The bloody bastard had karma on his heels. That was no way to treat 3 extremely nervous Cinderellas. Just no.

Since we had already called the cab, we had no choice but to walk over to where the cab was waiting for us. Lets just say I’d rather pay in cash than in my trust and my father’s wrath. Who wouldn’t? You know how Asian parent are…

When we got there, the cab was no where to be seen. Can you believe that? What the fudge. My friend tried to call him again but he didn’t pick up. What the hell was he doing? What could you do in a car but listen to music and wait? Urgh. Don’t tell me.

It was 11.30pm and we simply could not wait any longer. We went to the reception and called another cab which managed to reach the correct location (which was right in view of my friends and I) within 5 minutes. Wasting no time, we hopped in and were finally on our way.

Then it happened.

The cab called back. The nerve of him! After a good 15 minutes of us calling us before. My friend stared at her phone and muted it. I think it’s a little too soon, but at that point of time, I really thought it felt like something from a drama. Where the girl calls the guy first because she’s insecure about something and the guy doesn’t notice but when he does, he calls back but by then the girl would be depressed and doesn’t answer it. I still feel very bad for doing that, but we had to do what had to be done.

Any of you who may be cursing me now because that cab driver might have been your dad or something, stop it already. When I was reaching my destination, I realized something wet on my thigh. It wasn’t blood. Which was a good thing, if not I’d be writing an entry about periods affectionately titled ‘Bloody Hell’ instead of this. It was water. My whole bag as well as my book was wet. I did what a Cherie would do first. I saved my book. It’s binding was soaked and it broke my heart. See? Karma. Now stop hating me and get on with life.

I managed to reach home on time. Thank the heavens.

I got home and had a total bitch fit about the cab driver in attempt to make myself feel better. Must admit, it did help a little. Can’t say I’m not guilty anymore though.

With that, I started hair drying my book from page one while reading it. I had to be so careful with it. My baby was so broken )’:

By 12.30am I gave up and said goodnight to my book from it’s private ICU located at the top of my refrigerator.

It’s fine now, thanks for asking!

Still doesn’t know what to do for her 21st birthday,

Cherie.

Romance fiction is bad for health.

^ Picture from Tumblr.

Obviously it’s not mine.Why would I have a phone like that? I have a decent smart phone for Pete’s sake. Well, I used to have one(Nokia) when I was younger but it was something my mom gave me so that I could call home. I always got insecure when my family wasn’t around me when I was younger. Always thought they were trying to ditch me at some hell hole, for example, school. If they were 5 minutes late, I would go hysterical. 10 minutes and I’d officially freak out, go abnormally quiet and walk home by myself. Sounds harmless right? Except I am known to be horrible with directions. I swear it’s a birth defect. So I’d end up getting lost even when my house was literally, just being the school.

This doesn’t have any link to the title of this entry does it? Let me give you one.

I’ve been lurking around Wattpad the whole day. Reading and stalking fiction online. As I had mentioned in my previous post, I like books that were very romance based with a touch of the fantasy element, with strong female leads and what not. I was so trusting of this site!

Then it happened.

Horrible endings. Oh the nostalgia!

I only had time to read 2 completed stories today. Oh-My-God. It was terrible. Everything was going so well for the first 20+ chapters when suddenly, some random character pops up and steals the chick from the dude that everyone was so obviously rooting for. Snagged her right under that guy’s nose! What the heck!

There the male lead is, going through all that emotional trauma and heart break because the girl keeps rejecting him. He throws away his pride for her, rushes out to save her and does all that heroic bullshit that girls like. Without warning, this random guy that the readers aren’t even acquainted with, comes out of no where and kidnaps the female lead! Instead of seeing him as a psychotic rapist or chauvinistic pig, she believes all the lies he sprouts about the other guy and decides he’s her soul mate.

WOMAN. THAT GUY SPENT 23 CHAPTERS AND 4 HOURS OF MY TIME TRYING TO PROVE HIS LOVE FOR YOU AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING? YOU’RE RUNNING AWAY WITH A GUY I ONLY KNOW THREE PARAGRAPHS ABOUT. YOU DON’T DESERVE HIM YOU DUMB WHORE! 

Seriously, bloody hell. That was only one of two revolting stories.The other went like this:

After 27 chapters of character building and bonding, the female lead gets kidnapped *gasp* by the male lead’s enemy. The male lead goes on a rampage looking for her. As much as he tries, he cannot find her. He is pained, depressed and without a doubt, heartbroken. On the other hand, the female lead is battling the charm of her captor, who is actually the male lead’s ex-girlfriend’s boyfriend. You got all that? Good.

The female lead’s captor ends up falling in love with her and that’s where everything gets suspenseful. A part of me thought it was going to end like the first one but another part wanted to give this story a chance. I did and read on. She didn’t go sleep around with him *confetti* instead, she spent her days resisting him and finding a way to escape. That’s so sweet right? I breathe a sigh of relief. Finally, a happy ending. Or so I thought.

The female lead finally makes it back 2 years later. Imagine. Two years of resisting a guy who is describing to be pretty hot! She goes back looking for her Romeo and bumps into his sister first. She is delighted to see her and they cry tears of joy as they are reunited once again. Asking where her love is, she is directed down the hallway leading to his room. As she descends down the hallway, what does she hear?

Screams of pleasure from both her boyfriend and another women.

WHAT THE F-DUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK. 

I cannot believe it. You can imagine what happens next. It could be compared to what happens in Korean dramas around the 8th of 16 episodes the show has. It’s where the whole relationship simply falls apart and the guy is all apologetic and guilt stricken.
In the original story (from Whattpad), he tells her that he loves her and that he wants to marry her. After what you just did? Wow. Fantastic baby.

Obviously, the only thing that can save his relationship now would be for him to save her from getting knocked down by a truck. Don’t you watch Korean dramas? Where he enters a coma and the girl realizes she still has feelings for him, does want him to die…you know the rest. He will wake up after hearing her confession and… you know what? Here’s a script:

*Male lead gets hit by truck instead of female lead and is currently in a coma* 

-Scene: Hospital-

Female Lead (FL): *enters the room and looks stunned at the sight of her love lying on the bed motionless. Let’s call him Bob.* Oh Bob what happened to you?!

Male Lead (ML): *no response* (Well DUH)

-Doctor walks in-

Doctor: Are you his wife?

FL: No, why?

Doctor: When he dived in to save you, he broke all his ribs and dislocated his shoulder.

FL: Oh my god! *covers mouth*

Doctor: Yeah… He’s in a coma now. He has no willpower to live. His heart rate is slowing down.

FL: Oh no. *is pale*

-Doctor takes his leave-

FL: *kneels beside bed and holds ML’s hand* You can’t leave me. *sob* Not now, I still love you.

-Female lead does this for 4 days straight-

FL: Please don’t die *sobs more* I thought you wanted to marry me?

-Suddenly his fingers start to move and ML’s eyes start to open-

This is also the moment where they stare at each other for a good 2 minutes of screen time so that the whole instrumental of the sad song can finish playing. In real life it’s probably only 3 seconds max.

ML: *weakly* Of course I’ll marry you.

OH CONFETTI. NOW THAT’S HOW YOU DO IT.

But you know what happened in the story? NOTHING. She runs off with tears in her eyes. He chases after her. They turn a corner, then another and suddenly, she disappears into thin air. The male lead kneels on the ground and sobs.

THE-FREAKING-END

Both endings are stupid (as in mine compared to the originals’) I know. But if you were to choose, it would be mine right? It better be.

After a good 7 hours of reading horrendously written romance fiction, I hate to admit, I felt love sick.

It may not be the correct term to use, but I’m feeling extremely love starved right now. Really need to read something with a happy ending. If no one gives me the love I want in real life, I only have you, oh fictional world, don’t forsake me now! ):

And people ask me why I read the endings of books before buying or borrowing them.

Cherie.

Update on lilRIE

Hello everyone!

It’s been awhile since I last blogged about my character lilRIE and boy has she changed!

1)

It would have been nicer an image if I haven’t forgotten how to hide the name at chat box when taking a photo. *shakes head*

Yes, I have a horsey! It all started when I was in Apocalypse(Hell) and rolled for a medallion. I would have sold the medallion if the party had not gone for another round and got me another medallion. After which I became obsessed with collecting medallions. They were really rare and just like every obsessed kid with history of Neopets behind them, I had googled and stalked this nest for the timings where most medallions would be dropped. Sadly, I found nothing and I was left with painfully farming at the nest itself. It wouldn’t be that bad if Apocalypse(Hell) was fun to play. It isn’t. Instead, it was a major pain in the butt. Apocalypse nest had a very irritating sub-boss that wields the element of electricity and I swear the boss exists solely to chase bowmasters across it’s map.

I felt like I was going against a really high life and damage Paladin or Priest. Plain horrid. It has this particular attack that kills you at one go if none of your team mates made it flinch. It is affectionately known as the ‘rape attack’ because the troll literally bend over, covers you entirely and you basically just die. I’m serious. I really hope no one has to go through what I had to.

I managed to collect 4 medallions after farming for 2weeks. I was discouraged and had managed to farm a lot of gold in that time. I was in desperate need of comfort spending. So I did. I bought the last two medallions. They weren’t cheap, but heck. I had money. The horse I have now may not be entirely mine, but I still love all the 4 medallions I put in to get it.

2)

I have a new set. Oh gosh I know. I took such a huge risk. I sold my CNY set and looked like any other archer in Dragon Nest. It was dreadful because I am such a vain gamer. It’s a good thing I sold it fast because the market for it plummeted the next day. I managed to buy the full set at a bargain because people really don’t know how much to sell it for when things first come out. I didn’t get the hair though, I don’t really fancy it.

Dragon Nest also gave me DNP to spend (don’t ask why). I bought an altea box and guess what I got?! A white fox/dog tail! I was really excited because it helps with my damage. Regretfully, my damage still titters around the 3.9k mark. I would buy a vortex code for my Nerwin longbow but I would rather wait for my next level cap before I did so.

Shit I’ve been doing.

How I got this? I was doing Saint Haven’s Boss rush because I didn’t want to use my FTG. I got a hidden battle and I was faced with a freaking Manticore. Not the Calderock one, the Saint Haven one. Bloody hell by myself? I managed to kill it after 15 tiring minutes of dodging and flinching every time I got hit by the boss. I didn’t last very long in the arena though. I had no mp or hp. I was challenged by an invisible monster next and it was the end of me.

Don’t worry though, I went in again and promptly showed it who was boss.

PvP

The above pictures are failed screenshots. The first one was supposed to show the Multi-Kill notification while the second was supposed to show Ultra-Kill. I wasn’t fast enough as I was constantly under attack. I had to protect the captain you see. Don’t look at my life. I had to do a great deal of dodging to keep it that way.

If still no one believes me, here’s the end result.

Its so funny because both the top players on each team both had 11 kills and no captain kills. We had the same rank too. We lost but my Col.EXP was through the roof.

Alright I need to go train my precious disciple now.

Till the next level cap, probably sooner!

Cherie.

The Hunger Games

Guess who got tickets to go see the most anticipated movie of the year? I think.

Sorry for the blur picture. I woke up late and my brother from another mother had already booked tickets curses! My hand was shaky because we were practically running to the theater.

As I was saying, I went to watch The Hunger Games today. To tell you the truth, the title always had me stumped. Why ‘Hunger Games’? Were they going to eat each other or something? I don’t know. The first time I picked up the book (which was years ago), I expected it to be about an eating contest where a guy and a girl meet and fall in love. The book is actually about a guy and girl being picked from their districts or towns at random, to enter an arena. They would have to compete against one another to survive as there can only be one winner. Oh and yes, they do end up liking each other. I’m not sure about falling in love, but hey. I got close enough right? Not really.

The movie captured the game very well but as one of my friends told me, they didn’t capture the character’s emotions as fantastically. They weren’t horrible at it though, I still ended up crying when one of the innocent-not-bloody-thirsty contestants died. However, the way the movie was directed, it felt as if everything was centered on the female lead instead of both the male and female lead. Am I making sense?

Because of this, I really couldn’t take the movie seriously. Sure, I paid attention. But somewhere at the back of my head, I really was comparing it to Dragon Nest, PvP.

That made it more humorous because the way the whole game (as in hunger game) was laid out felt strangely similar to how Dragon Nest’s PvP mode, free for all, is laid out.

You could compare it as such, Dragon nest similarities are in bold:

-Weapons and supplies.

Potions for HP/MP and iron wall buffs

-The Capitals (people overlooking the event) setting up booby traps everywhere.

Damn game masters getting you stuck at a random corner forcing you to press ESC and return to different location. By then you’d be dead though.

-Parachutes from sponsors.

Random HP/MP potions that drop everywhere in PvP

-Killing someone and robbing their corpse.

Killing someone in PvP and have a drumstick lay where they had died.

-Being brought into the arena and being able to see the people around you for the first one minute.

Entering the arena and being able to see who to run away from for 3 seconds.

-The contestants lay landmines to kill other players.

The sorceresses in Dragon Nest are forever throw poison everywhere.

I guess the biggest difference between The Hunger Games and PvP is that:

1) You don’t get to fall in love with some random player in Dragon Nest because then boys would spontaneously turn gay. There aren’t many girls in Dragon Nest so the girls would have a pretty good chance. Unless we are damn sway (slang for being bloody unlucky).

2) We don’t get to climb trees to escape from other players.

3) We don’t flipping need to sleep halfway because we normally end up dying after less than 2minutes. 4 if you’re lucky.

4) We have respawn so if ever we ‘fall in love’ on the battlefield, we can always kill him/her and see him/her appear at a different location after some 20 seconds.

5) We have our personal kill count here so it’s possible to kill steal and we don’t to have any alliances.

6) An archer owning 22 other players that are practically sword masters and assassins? THAT PLAYER IS HACKING DAMMIT.

I have to admit though, the female lead made being an archer look frickin’ cool. My pride in being a bowmaster is restored.

The movie was really long so I was really tired after everything. Hungry too PUNNY.

If you haven’t read the book, you’d find this movie good. If you read the book, I think you’d rather the book. In other words, just read the book.

I don’t think this would be a movie I’d eagerly re-watch in the cinema. It’s not the movie’s fault though, I just don’t really like movies that aren’t romance based? Either that or it better be all mystery or all gore. I can’t have a little romance and a little mystery. Call me a spoil sport but I really can’t stand it.

Really tired and my hand itches.

Cherie.