Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Wow... Never thought I will be using this term "bo-bo" again.
Commonly used in the army: if you are labelled a "bo-bo" shooter, it means you are a terrible shooter always missing the targets.
This was what happened to me...

After meeting Abloy at Super Bowl, we went to MacDonald for lunch. I told him I cannot treat him, reason being there is no such thing as brother treating brother. Ha ha, if you don't get what I mean its alright. While we eat, we waited for Qisong. He was late. We started to think: could he have been held up by some school thingy again??? Abloy said:" Qisong hor, if he still don't show up then I am going back..." I was looking at every bus that passed by, but no sight of him...

(skip the waiting time...) Finally, he arrived. We ate, but he did not. We chat for a short while, then I suggested bowling; a game that Qisong and I used to play a lot last time. Three games were played. My score was not any higher than 106. How can that be??? That was what I call 'Bo-bo" lor. Even Abloy said:" Why your every ball go to the right de? You are not your usual self." I aimed, but it seems the ball just refuse to listen to me. The game just continued with me throwing 7-8 pins every throw. In the third game, Qisong suggested having penalty for the person with the lowest score. He and Abloy were then leading so they had no worries. I was still as "bo-bo" until the 9th throw I finally threw a strike. (yes, finally...) Now all of us are on par. I told Qisong, if I were to throw another strike I am going to be the winner, if so the loser will then be either him or Abloy. Surprisingly, I did win, but by a misreable score. Guess the loser, ha ha...

Could see the disappointment on his face. So what about the penalty? You think I will demand it from him; I would never do that de... It was almost 5, so we left after that. Took bus 240. Qisong said bye to us for 3 times. He looked sad, or was I imagining. I still had some time, so I sent Abloy home. Then, I went back to school for my boring lecture at 6.30pm... What a way to end a day...

/b a c k. t o. t o p.