We grew up way too fast, now there's nothin' to believe...

Ah yes. Here we are again! It's been a while since I did this...eight days ago to be exact. Two things have been occupying my time as of late.

First, reading Grisham is not as boring as I thought. It can actually be at par with the DragonLance saga. I found The Testament lying in the house, so I decided to pick it up and give it a go. It ain't bad. In fact, it's good. This's prob'ly the only Grisham book I'll read. There's too much stuff about Law involved, and I'm really not interested in it. Maybe I can pretend to be when I'm talkin' to a lawyer.

Second, this new online game. Man! Kickass! I've only played two other online games, excluding the one I'm playin' now. The first one was Ragnarok, 'coz I jus' wanted to see what all the hype was all about. It ain't all that. It's jus' a money-milker. I mean, I stayed two hours to play, and I only leveled up once...and this is at starting level! What a dumb game. They jus' make you play it longer, buy more "Ragna" cards, and spend more time jus' tryin' to make your character level up. What a bunch of pricks. Second was FairyLand. And hey...despite the somewhat....disturbing name, it's actually a pretty good game. I'm not sure if it's still free to play, but it's a versatile game, with lots of things to do. Ragnarok was jus' fight, fight, fight, fight, stupid quest, fight, fight, fight, another dumb quest, and fight some more. I highly recommend FairyLand to anyone who's interested.

Gunz! Oh yeah, I love that game! Gets me pumped up! It's practically a game where people meet up in a room, and try to blast each other's head off. It's kinda like a Max Payne meets Devil May Cry meets Counter-Strike. Not bad, not bad at all.

Heh, this blog has turned more into a game review than a journal.

BFD.

I jus' had a tooth extracted the other day. Ouch. The dentists kinda miscalculated a bit (I won't say screwed up 'coz they're good people), since my teeth are actually bloom-rooted. Well, I don't know what the real term is, but this means that the roots of my teeth spread out instead of forming a straight column. Ergo, my teeth can't be pulled out with a pair of dentist-pliers, or a cow-grip as they called it. Interesting. They had to divide it into three parts and pull each out one by one. I was kinda in a not-so-good mood that morning, having to wake up, and having two dentists take turns at trying to yank at my teeth with a pair of silver pliers. They're good people, though, and thanks for a successful extraction.

Now that I have both molars gone, it's gon' be quite a challenge to chew. I gez it'll jus' take time gettin' used to it. Now I can stick I barbecue stick inside my mouth, sideways, and gross people out! I'll try this as soon as this nasty wound closes up.

Hmmm...what else is new? Well, the weather won't make up its mind. It's like Mother Nature's taunting us. Father Time, go tell your bitch to give us some good weather! Haha!

Weehoo! No classes next week! That's cool. I don't know what the hell I'ma be doin' though. Prob'ly play Gunz.

Holla.