the earliest i've woken up... to church...

at times like these... i really really wish i had a TV set that screens the NBA playoffs... its as nailbiting... edge sitting... freakin' full of suspense. its Game 7 of the eastern conference finals... and nobody can guess who would come away with the win... no one!! even the rolland garros aint as exciting as this...

my cynic and occasional angry behaviour just proves that i have the tendency to go over to the "dark side"...
my dad always said that i've already gone to the dark side...
and just maybe... indeed... i have...

luc(ien) jaywalker: Master will! what are we to do? master sam... betrayed us he has...
Master Will(ie): Flee, we must... chicken, I am...
Luc: No! we musnt flee.. we must go out there and serve our coffees... there is still hope
Master: Go, if you must. Hope... i have none. continue chic hunting... i will... May the force b with you.
Luc: yes master...

S: finally! you've come... join me!!
Luc: no! i love my COFFEE... *slurp*
S: fine... its your loss...
Luc: yes... and defeat you i must.
S: haha... try, if you dare...

*pulls out saber...*

Luc: is that a lite saber?
S: Yes... it is.
Luc: 97% ?
S: no... 99%...
Luc: NOOOOOOOOO !!!!
S: Muahahahahah... *munch, munch...*

(all the characters are fictional... if anyone is directly offended in any way... it was by of no intent... Cheers!!)

i think i'll take a nap before i continue on my work...