I wasn’t intending to join the blogging scene. Nothing interesting ever happens in my life; I could post on MLIA every second of the day. What would I blog about? Well fans, today, I’ll blog about what happened last night.
UNSW open day sucked ass, aside from 2 other guys wearing exactly the same shirt as Thashan. Crampin’ his style. The hard thing was ditching Deva (jumping in the bus just as the door closed behind ;) ) and then lan-partying for a few hours while we waited in the City. Present shopping for other dudes just ain’t my thing.
Deva’s suprise birthday party. So we rocked up at his house (without his knowledge), all 20 of us and rushed in for a HALO-FIFA nerdparty. This was accompanied by using Deva’s MSN and getting him dates and hustling Sharon. We gamed into the night: the weaker party-goers left, drained by the experience whilst the hardcore gamers (Ameya) and everyone else stayed, playing gravity-hammer only HALO 3. I learned from this that Justin hacks, Milo sucks and Ameya cherry-picks. We moved on to Gears of War, which Bryan sucks at (he sucks at everything).
Ameya and I moved onto NBA Live, where we played Motumbo Ball. This olympic sport was pioneered by Deva and I. For those who are unenlightened, Motumbo Ball is where everyone picks the Nets, player locks onto Motumbo and you must shoot only threes (sort of like WNBA, but actually enjoyable to watch). Fouls and outs are disabled. Safe to say, I destroyed Ameya and left him a whimpering, lifeless husk on the chair, after letting him cheat and shoot everything while I only shot 3’s.
Moving on, to Street Fighter 4 (PC). This is perhaps the greatest fighting game of all time. Only because Zangief is so hairy. He even has shin hair. Unfortunately, we didn’t get footage of Ameya playing Streetfigher 4, but I’ll say that Ameya has found a new soulmate.
We were also treated to a photo of baby Ameya, along with baby Deva. The curious thing is that in the photo, Ameya is playing nintendo (SNES). It just goes to show that he was conditioned from birth to suck at Street Fighter 4. Still, modern-day Ameya looks exactly the same as the Early Ameya, representing his timeless good looks.
I missed out on a few things that night. Didn’t draw on people while they slept, did not participate in the nuggeting of Bryan’s bag (although I watched it), didn’t switch what was inside people’s bags. I didn’t even get to eat Swami’s home-baked cheesecake brownies which looked like turds.
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And so ends my first blog. It was harder than I thought. Give me suggestions on what to talk about in the comments! I realise this post sucks, and I do hope that I’ll get better at this as I go. But for now, In Ameya We Trust.
Good night, and may the force be with you.
