Monday, September 01, 2003
Note: This entry was written two days ago, but due to some technical difficulties on Infocom’s part, I wasn’t able to upload this entry.
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Will, darling, please be careful with that. I know how you’ve worked hours and hours in heat to achieve that smooth, straight and hard result. But you don’t want that perfectly sharpened tool wasted, do you?
So please, I beg you darling, put it down, now.
Jack, Jack, Jack, let’s be reasonable, okay? Your pistol, though older than Will’s tool, poses the same threat. You don’t want its firepower directed to the wrong person, do you?
Good boy, Jack sweetheart. Wait, what do you mean you’ll use your sword instead?
Will, you’re not ready for him.
Guys! Weren’t you even listening to me? Stop it, before you seriously hurt each other! Will, stand up. Jack, stop hovering over him. No, I don’t want you to switch positions. I want both of you as far away from each other, as possible.
Aaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrggggggghhhhhhhhh!!!
STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP IT!
That’s it! Put the handcuffs away. Stop playing with fire. You’ve both proven that you know how to properly use your respective weapons.
What do you mean who won? Why do you ask me that?
Don’t make me choose between the two of you. That’s unfair, not to mention stupid. Please don’t place me in a very compromising situation.
Sit down while I talk some sense to both of you. Will, your dopey eyes won’t work on me this time. Jack, keep your charms under control for a while.
Everybody take a deep breath. There. All right, now since everybody’s calmed down, let’s make a pact.
Will, please raise your right hand and say this out loud:
“I, William Turner, promise to protect Ruth from pirates who turn into scary, walking skeletons when the moonlight shines upon them. Though I know she won’t scream like an idiot the way Elizabeth (whom I used to date) does, I will forever rescue her when she needs rescuing.
I also promise from hereon that Elizabeth Swann is forgotten and only Ruth remains.
Ruth, whom I know, will be smart enough not to stand on the edge of the turret when she’s short of breath because of a corset. Ruth who will only steal my heart, not my cursed Aztec gold necklace. The same Ruth who’d let me live the exciting life of a buccaneer rather than spend the rest of my life as blacksmith.
All this I will abide till my last breath is taken from me, so help me God.”
That was very nice Will. Jack, it’s your turn.
“Arr… I, Captain, Jack Sparrow, promise to forever make Ruth laugh with my antics, witty one-liners, and impersonation of a crabwalk walk.
I promise that I’ll make sure to be stranded in an island with her, at least five times in a year. In the island, we’ll drink rum, or in her case, chocolate mudshake vodka, sing around a bonfire, then make love under the stars.
I also promise to only take a bath once a month.
All this I swear on my cave-full of gold coins, tiaras, and cross-dressing crew, so help me God. Arr..”
That was sexy and extremely tempting, Jack. Now my turn.
”I, Ruth, do solemnly swear to give my heart to either Johnny Depp or Orlando Bloom if a certain Jerry Yan misses his five-year deadline. So, please, HELP ME GOD.”
Okay guys, let’s all kiss and make up.
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The
Angel has turned into
plagiarist-hunting devil.
Everytime she sees a girl whom she suspects is
Keiko, the plagiarist, she’d say, “I want to kill that her.”
Oooh, her claws and fangs are out. She already made a few steps in taking her revenge. Now I almost feel sorry for the
Plagiarist. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Watch out, girl. Our sweet little Angel has become an Avenging Fury.
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Copycats are never intimidating.
There’s nothing beautiful in projecting a lifestyle that doesn’t belong to you.
It’s pathetic that one can even think that they can get away with it.
A screaming
SHAME ON YOU!
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On a lighter note, HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIFF! Wish you’ll have your birthday wish.
I had so much fun watching the ratings go up and down. Let’s hope that next time there will be less dead air and more
Josh-y talk.
I also hope that our
Oprahwon’t be sleepy next time. He kinda reminded me of
Gabby’s fondness of sleeping on a party.
Sleepyheads. Everywhere. Me included. I don’t get enough sleep these days. How I envy Hua Zei Lei’s character.
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There will be more concerts of good bands in our country. I promise, next time,
you won’t miss it.
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