Storms rock. There's the sunshine afterward to look forward to.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Memories...
Memories. Flooding through my head. You know, I had wanted to publish a post like this for quite some time already, but never got around to it. Now, here it is: Pictures of the GP English Fair 2008 Skit Finals, where Matthew Yee became known throughout the JC1 cohort as..... L.
So this is Zhenyu, the world's number one slacker, proudly advertising the Oldham Hall Scholars' shirt which reads "I'm a slacker" at the front, and "You mugger" at the back.
Enter Matthew, a mugger who just wants to be left alone so he can get more than 1/2 upon 20 for his Chinese exams...
"Hey, Matthew, you ever hear of the game DOTA?"
"DOTA? Dissection Of The Arteries?"
"No no no... Defense of the Ancients, a wonderful online game! Come, let me teach you how to play..."
And that's where the downfall of Matthew the mugger begins.
"Hello?... Yes, yes... Yes, I've managed to infect him, he's hooked... Ok, I'll meet you in an hour... Mwahahahahaha!!!"
Three months later... the continuous gaming of Matthew the ex-mugger has resulted in his transformation to become like a 'certain' character we all know, by reputation if not from the movie or anime.
"Matthew! Get off that computer right this instant! You've been playing for three months already! Very unhealthy leh..."
"Don't worry, Mum... My sweets will be able to sustain me... and boost my playing performance by 29%..."
"Matthew! If you keep on 'sitting' like that, later your back pain, and butt pain, and wrist pain, and everything pain, my heart also pain ah!!!"
"Haiyah, Mum, how can my butt pain? Haven't touch solid things for three months already... and my whole body not pain anyway what... *Ouch*"
"SEE, SEE!?"
"Ah, nevermind, lah, I'll get used to it"
"Arrrgh, I give up!"
Three months later again, Matthew's friends visit him in an effort to bring him back to school as a normal person. Poor girls... If only they knew... L listens to no one, least of all girls...
After half a month of playing, L has no idea of the difference between reality and game anymore. Who does he see in front of him? Foes, trying to gang up on him. What else to do? Self-defense, of course, L martial arts, DOTA style...
"I think he siao already! Zhao le, zhao le!!!"
"Trying to run ah? I tell you ah, cannot escape from me one..."
L pursues his 'foes' in vain, for he is at too low a level to catch them; his movement speed is not that great. Furthermore, he forgot to buy "Boots of Speed" back at the base...
Not wanting to waste any time, L takes out his portable training device, the Graphing Calculator. (Eh, bet you didn't know, can play games on GC one!!!)
"Eh, boy, why play game on the road one? Can't see meh? Got truck coming, eh..."
Moral of the story: respect and listen to your elders. Coz you never know... what they say is true once in a while...
And so the mighty have fallen because he played games for too long. Stupid guy. So much for being L. He doesn't even have 0.382% of L's intelligence.