minus the white part. For the most part, it is a silent christmas night :B

 

I do like to believe I've posted something every Christmas day since I've had my tabulas, and since I don't like the idea that watermelon has been outposting me, I post something.

 

Happy Christmas.

 

Let's see what I did today. I woke up, ate, froze to death, and sat in a car for quite some time as we drove home from Vegas. I did get the crappy side of the car because the darn sunlight was hitting my face the entire time. So much for sleeping and hello sunburns.

 

How was my time in vegas? Well, winning toys sure got harder, or perhaps I just really suck now at the games. It's okay, most of the things were ugly, except for this fat giraffe I obviously didn't win.

The shopping wasn't so great either since everything was so high class and stuff I simply couldn't afford. u_u

I got to enter the Secret Garden where I got to see dolphins, lions and tigers, oh my!

And then . . I went into the biggest toy store everrrr. If I were a kid, I'm sure I would've loved F.A.O. Schwartz's store more than I do now, and I would demand that someone buy me the stuffed rocking dog, and the retarded stuffed animals. Of course, I'd demand that someone buy me the 6000 dollar stage dragon. I don't know why. Not sure how it'd fit in the house either. Oh well. Too bad I'm not rich or a little kid, so I have no right saying any of that stuff. :B

 

umm . . yeah I'm tired. perhaps pictures later

California sure is the new windy city.

Perhaps the wind came over from the top of Circus Circus because I sure almost got blown off the roof of their parking when I was there. :B 

So, I don't get myself.

I won Six Flags Tickets a while ago. Finally sold them because I knew I'd never have the guts to go, and yet, I'm going tomorrow?

u_u silly sylvia. At least I won't be the only wussy there.  

Fear really isn't a good look for me. I've never been a photogenic person, but when fear is written all over my face, homg, it's best that people don't look at all. *_____*

 

I don't really know how I got talked into going to Six Flags with Sylvia and Marvyn. Perhaps I didn't really get persuaded, but it was some situation where I was written into the plan without knowing. Anywho, I'm glad I went though, because although I'm not fearless, I can now brave rollercoasters without wanting to cry right after.

I do believe that what scared me shitless on that stupid Disneyland California Adventure Mickey Mouse ride was because that one shot off super super fast, but the ones that start off slow, probably because it's going up super high or whatever, aren't so bad.  

 

 

lolol I think Tatsu scared me straight though and now I can ride rollercoasters. srsly after dying and coming back to life on that ride, I didn't feel scared of any other ride I went on, besides Goliath and its ridiculously hugemongous drop that never ended. I truly do believe my straddle lap bar thing came loose as I was dropping that hugemongous drop and I thought I was gonna fall out and die. I guess without me noticing that, though, the drop woulda seemed longer and more horrible. :[

I know I'll never have the guts to go on Superman, but that's fine. I'd rather not die those 10 seconds and bust my eardrums. :]

 

So thanks for a fun day guys.