Wii!!! Nintendo Aficionado

I heart to Wii!!!

Are you addicted to Wii? I seem to be.

I’m not a geeky gamer but I really enjoy Wii Nintendo: Wii Fit, Wii Play, Wii Sing, Wii Sports etc. Back when I was still a teener, I’d seen my siblings played Mario or Playstation. I was happiest as their spectator rather than as a player.

But I am a spectator no more. I’ve learned how to get wired with Wii  games and sports- Tennis, Baseball, Boxing, Bowling and Hula Hoop simply make shimmer, lol!

This is how I spend my time these days. Basically, when I’m not online, I’m either blowing tanks or Wii- boxing. Wii Play is what I’m diggin’ at the moment. It offers billiards, fishing, table tennis rally, shooting gallery, Mii poses, and a cow- riding race. ‘Tank battles’ is my darling game. I’ve actually reached Mission 18 but until now I can’t move up to Mission 20.  Hide or attack, when playing tank battles I surely look like a war freak.

I have had a great 2 months of Nintendo Wii. It’s a great way of taking some time for a little stress management, aside from a long walk or jogs, primal scream or something along these lines. Imagine me playing hours of Wii tennis and Wii bowling continuously until my arms ache. It’s not exactly like the real thing- swing your arm across the room, but I’m learning some skills. With Wii Play, (whatever your age is) it tests your physical and mental reflexes.

This thing is getting under the techno line, but I still recommend you to get Wii a.s.a.p., if you don’t have one. It is loads of fun and exercise. You will definitely enjoy it! The coolest aspect of the games is the physical activity especially the Wii Fit.

Are you also a Wii addict (like me)? If you are, hit me up and let’s play!

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Frizzy-Frisky-Freaky Friday

Windy- pouring- cold Friday afternoon, I hit the road for the party. The train dawdled; I wouldn’t get there in time. Such weather didn’t allow me to wear shoes. Thus, the rubber slippers made them ideal for wearing while walking under the rain. My umbrella had no use since the rain moved in different directions. Holding the umbrella, I struggled against the wind, running and I must say “This is a perfect weather for the 2009 SUMMER fest.”

When I finally got to the venue, everybody was rubbernecking at my unpleasantly wet feet. So I thoroughly dry them at once and put on the LV shoes. I was just on time for the ‘warm- up’ drink before setting off to the party hall. My colleagues were in high spirits to see me after a month- long vacay. It was exciting to see them all again.

The Party:

First course meal:  Salmon with greenies

Entertainment:  The Stand- up comedians- in their purple costumes

The Purplic Duo with the wannabe comedian

She also entertains the plants at the party 🙂

Chow:  Buffet- your taste, your pick

Dessert:  Almond Cake

Booze:  Vodka, Cognac, Beer, Red and White wine, etc.

Party High Spots:

Chats with comrades

No to colas but yes to booze

Photo ops

Dance- like no one is watching. They bang, she bangs, he bangs, we bang! The dance enthusiasts were all out. So was I. The band was awesome- they made us want to dance even more. Kicked off our shoes and bopped on the floor.

Dancin' Barefoot

Most of time spent at the bash was dancing and drifting around.

🙂

Big boys don't gossip 😉

Not so tipsy (^.^)

Had such a great time! Really cool people, cozy dance floor and amusing comedians.

Before the party ended, I and a colleague made our quiet exit. The rain gave up a bit when we walked to the train station. Unfortunately, we missed the last train. No option but to take a taxi. While my colleague was waiting for her hubby to pick her up, I was obliviously passing out on the bench. Good thing I didn’t get mugged, otherwise I might have lost my Gucci and LV stuff. Oh my geeezzz! For the first time this year, I got tanked up! As I was about to lose my consciousness, I felt my colleague shaking me “Hey, wake up. Your taxi is here.” I tried to get to my feet with my eyes padlocked and wobbly loaded my body into the taxi. The taxi driver interrogated “Is everything all right?” I alerted my senses, maintained my composure, acted sober and responded “Yes, I’m fine.”  I pretended to look like a teetotaler for I was scared that he might do something crazy. My speech bubble spoke— Oh no no no. ‘Oh Lord, won’t you show me his halo? Turn him into an almost two winged angel.’ But in situation like this, there’s only one sure-fire way to appear sober- tell your address and keep your eyes wide open to show that you’re still up and about.

But no matter how sober you find you can act, if you’ve had too much alcohol, you just can’t hide it. The taxi driver of course wasn’t blind and stupid. He knew that I was three sheets to the wind. It was written all over my face. On the way, he asked me if I should pay with a card or cash. I said, ‘Visa card’. He subtly demanded me to hand him in my card before reaching home. However, as I dug my card out of my bag, I could feel the C2H5OH a.k.a. intoxicating alcohol streaming through my throat. I subsequently puked into the plastic bag with my slippers in it. Ewww, GROSS. Thank God I had that plastic with me, if not, I could have been charged with vomiting. “Barf in the taxi… you pay!”

After the throwing up stint, as requested, I handed him my Visa card. As soon as I’d paid,  I apologized “I’m really sorry”, then I got off the cab. He didn’t say anything, instead, he pulled over at the roadside and opened all the car doors to take the ‘barf smell’ out of the cab. He wasn’t amused for sure and who would be?

(An angel was phoned to rescue me, THANK YOU.)

Headache, hangover, stiff neck and all intoxicating effects of the alcohol hardly lullabied me. The next day, I was still vomiting the different drinks out of my fibers. And my soles looked grimy with calluses and slightly battered caused by repeated friction on the dance floor.

Lesson Learned: Always drink responsibly and in moderation to avoid negative consequences? Nah, how about ‘When partying, bring with you an in case barfbag‘ I did drink responsibly, didn’t I? (can’t recall how much I glugged though, haha!). Just let me justify, maybe my body is no longer into booze.

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