Of threes and eights

Again, it was a Friday night with nothing better to watch on the boob tube so I finally watched Spiderman 3, courtesy of your friendly neighborhood Uncle Ho. *grin* I actually liked it better than Spiderman 2, and thought the visual effects for Venom and Sandman were pretty good. Pity about the messy storyline and erratic acting though. Tobey Maguire's attempt to make Peter Parker this cool hip-hop cat just made me snigger and think he was rather wimpy and gay! LOL. Uhm, Tobey, you can't dance, so please lay off the fancy footwork, k? And the "brokeback" style references to love... hmm. Not exactly my cup of tea.

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Very lazy to blog today. Dunno lah, just don't have the inspiration to come up with a wonderfully creative parody post like Zewt. So how? Do tag lah! Kekekekekeke!

First up, the lovely Wennnn bestowed upon me the honor of being named a sampat blogger! Then this Ehon hor, he also said I am a sampat blogger just because I always comment on his every post. Where got... others also got comment on every post what... Does this mean he thinks I'm stalking him? LOL!

For the uninitiated, the definition of sampat is to be busybody or kaypoh... I will also add that to sampat is to talk nonsense (but in a good way, lah!)... so in a way it is an extension of the schmoozing award loh.

So who else do I think is a sampat blogger? Neh, these people lor... LB, Chen, Ehon, Mistipurple, Angel, Winn, Sengkor, Liucas... all very sampat. Kekekekeke! Others also got lah, but these people more keng at sampat-ing.

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Then Giddy Tiger said I should have a very fatt graduation gift. So ong, hor? I must be prospering this year.

"Each person links to the person who tagged them. Then each person posts the rules before their list. Then they list 8 things about themselves. At the end of the post, that person tags and links to 8 other people and then visits those people's sites and comments and lets them know that they've been tagged, and to come read the post so they know what they have to do …"

Eight things about me? Easy peasy.

1. I am of average height (5'5"), but for some strange reason, everyone insists that I am tall. I wonder if I have some kind of optical illusion spell on their eyes? Now if only that worked for melting away the excess baby fat in their eyes too...

2. I like male dominated sports. Most guys roll their eyes when they find out I am into football (English soccer), rugby, F1 and wrestling. And they often don't believe me that I actually like these sports and follow the season avidly. But of course, I don't play any of these sports! Bwahahahaha.

3. I have the memory of an elephant for dates (or so my friends think!). Birthday dates, wedding dates, anniversary dates any date that is a special occasion. If you're someone close to me, a real good friend, I'll remember every special occasion date of yours - date you joined a company, date you left, day you got engaged, etc. Actually, my trusty Gcal helps me a lot too. *wink* So who wants me to remember their birthdays? I'm taking numbers now...

4. I don't have 20/20 vision. Not exactly blind as a bat, but still blur enough that I can't go a single waking moment without some form of visual aid, i.e. my glasses/contacts. My mum blames it on reading while lying in bed. Or maybe the tv.

5. I'm a bit OCD about the placement of my stuff. Like which book goes where and the order of my clothes hanging in the closet. Strangely, the OCD does not extend to obsessive cleaning. Just tidying and straightening stuff. And I know when people have been sitting at my desk or using my stuff. I just know. Because you messed up my pencil arrangement! Hahahaha.

6. I haven't had much luck with pets. My supposedly hardy tortoise choked to death on fish food, my puppies were poisoned by the wicked neighbor, my kittens ran away and my hamsters kicked the bucket after one year (except for my favorite, who was with me for two years). But I do adore playing with them, just not the cleaning up bit!

7. Fruit is not high on the list of foods I eat. Not to say I don't eat fruit, just that I prefer not to eat it until they've been peeled, cored, cut, whatever. I would rather not eat fruit unless it's been "processed". And I don't look for fruit - in fact, I can go for weeks without eating fruit if I want to. Weird mou?

8. I officially graduate in 2 weeks time! Whoopee! And I want one of those cute teddybears with a mortarboard and robe. LOL. The florists are going to be making a killing, just like Valentine's Day.

I don't know who to tag with this tag, so I'm going to borrow LB's three blind mice tactic. The first three chuppers for this post have to do this tag! But... I'll be nice and add 3 extra hug hug points each for them. Hehehe.