SORENESS

Oh the soreness...



My family participated in a local flea market sale Saturday to sell off our old, but usable stuff. It was relatively successful in a sense that we sold off most of our stuff, but in comparison to the earlier years where we'd earn up to $80+ from selling junk (imagine that eh), we earned much less this time. Well it's not exactly about the money since selling it off at any reasonable price is good. Getting rid of it completely is already good enough so. We sold off a ghetto camera we haven't used before for $4 to a lady who asked us if it had warranty. Hmm? :D Oh silly, stupid... stupid lady. We had lots of typical, annoying customers who kept bargaining and wouldn't budge. Dealing with them all morning was tough. I never recalled it being so frustrating in the past though... I guess people nowadays are becoming cheaper and cheaper? :P



Later in the afternoon, I invited my parents to a Roots shopping spree where I was given discount for that day for some Christmas shopping for anybody. So I got them their early Christmas presents in which they chose themselves, they got a present for my bro and I also got myself some nice work clothes. :o I actually felt good spending all that money... they were good clothes after all.



After shopping and a bit of other things, we decided to try out this restaurant by Marine Dr. The washroom was apparently locked the whole time we were there, preventing everyone from using it (including me D:). Everything we ordered was EXTREMELY spicy and we slowly died form the spicyness... We then noticed that everyone else in the restaurant was drinking POP and water (cheaters! LOL) so they seemed fine. But we became numb after the first dish and became pretty immune to the rest of the dishes though. I still had to stop eating just in case the spicyness prevented me from speaking the next day.



The next day comes.. and I WAKE UP AT OMFG 5:45AM! After getting my board and gear ready, I realize I couldn't find Mike's car KEY! I waste the next 20mins finding the damn key which ends up stuck to the back of my wallet the whole time. Due to the unexpected incident, I pushed back our whole schedule. I make it to Mike's house and we all rush to Subway to pick up our rations. We all order subs for our lunch and more for breakfast. We hastely ate and went on our way. We arrived at Whistler, Tony and Jon went to get their rentals as Mike and I stayed behind to gear up. We got our tickets and met up with the other two at the top of whateverthetrailnamewas of Blackcomb. They apparently got lucky and bought their tickets for cheaper from a bunch of other people that left early. We went for a few runs (and accidentally went down a blue one), I experimented quite a bit, making the rest of them wait for me as I took my time and of course, PKed too. Our day had to end short when we missed the lift up to the trails on Whistler by 5 mins. Instead, we took a break and had some hot drinks. We returned to the car, ate our subs, saw my shoes smoke and then went back to Vancouver. When I got home, I was so tired I died early... with wet hair.



And so I woke up the next day with really bad hair. I couldn't get out of bed properly. I had to... roll my way off due to the soreness. I drove my mom to work per usual... had a nice, relatively relaxing afternoon (excluding the soreness that kicked in everytime I moved or laughed). Later that night, Mike n I went to the AMD tour. The parking was expensive. We missed all the free stuff. We didn't win anything at the prize draw. Far Cry's a crap game. The place reeked of Geeks. :x We visited some boards shops between the prize draws to check up on board bags and etc (man we want our burton bags grr). We wasted a good chunk of our time playing single player first-person shooters. Mike played Far Cry while I played UT2k4 (now I'm eagar to install it on my computer hahahaha). Aww I wanted to win a "Thumb Drive" at the prize draw... I think it's just a USB Key but... still ooh, doesn't it sound better than a YELLOW CAP or a FOOTBALL? (yes, those were the other choices... all with an AMD logo on it -- talk about geekage :P). Anyways, we took a digital photo. I think that was the only thing we got from there. Talk about sad. Ah well, it was... good, sorta. I wanted free junk though. I guess that means we'll have to go EARLY THE NEXT TIME! Oh had The Keg afterwards. Mike food was bleeding so he told them. Our escargot was freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~~~~~~~



And changing jobs suck. People ask so many questions. You all suck. I'll tell you eventually. Or at least ask me LATER not all at once... even before I get my shifts worked out.



Okay, sore. Need sleep.