Of bugs, omen and a tooth

Things have been a whirl. So many things, so little time. And i shall blog about it all at once here, and be brief about it. I have night training for water polo, meaning at 7pm. So when the sky begins to get dark, these huge floodlights are switched on, and all the crazy bugs are attracted to the lights. Once or twice, i saw a few bats gobbling up the bugs around the lights, but i can't really tell whether they're birds or bats.

I think the scientific reason for the bugs going towards light is so that they can mate. But the problem is that the bugs never train, so got no stamina, after a while, they can't fly anymore, so they drop right down...into the swimming pool. And so the whole fucking swimming pool is littered with these bugs, and you got to be careful not to swallow too much water or else you might just swallow them in. Oh and you might think that swallowing them is not a big deal because they're a source of protein but let me tell you that if you do so you're swallowing them alive.

Because these hardy bugs, on landing in the water, have not died yet, even though they're lying in the water with their undersides facing upwards. I know because i tried an experiment by using my hand to lift one bug out of the water and lo and behold, it walks on my hand! Definitely still got life in it. Of course, after that, i lowered it in the water again to allow it to continue its swimming lessons. But it's really quite disgusting.

But not as disgusting as The Omen, because the bugs came free while i had to pay 8 dollars for the omen. The Omen is one big fucking disappOintMENt. Maybe that's where it got its name from. I was looking forward to some big time horror movie like The Ring which would scare the living shit out of me, but all I got was a boring story about how a few people died.

First of all, it's unrealistic. Would you take any baby without knowing of the origin and go raise it as your own? NO! Unless you're siao or stupid or both. All the while, you believe some dubious character who doesn't even look like a doctor and who tells you your child is dead and who stuffs some other baby into your arms. Granted, that child might grow up to be Bill Gates, but the chance of that happening is 1/6.5 billion (world population), so you have to be terribly optimistic to take the child because there's an equal chance that he'll become osama bin laden. Of course you can name your child Bill Gates, but you probably know that im talking about the world's richest man here.

Secondly, it's not scary. The little boy isn't scary. But it sure is sadistic. Because they wanna show you the slow process of death as an air bubble enters the blood vessel and the victim is looking but helpless against it. Sick but not scary. To prove my point that it wasn't scary at all, i managed to fall asleep the moment i went to bed and slept for 12 hours straight. Haven't had such a nice sleep for a long time.

Morals of the film:
Always look up to check for danger(two people get killed by falling objects)

Don't raise a baby that isn't your own ( make sure you get a DNA test, you can't even trust your own husband, who is a nitwit, stupid enough to accept any baby)

Believe the cranks who tell you of danger ahead and that the world is ending.

Be a Christian. I believe that's the underlying motive of the film which is that because there is a devil somewhere out there to create havoc, we should all be pious Christians to stop the devil. Scared yet? Um and if you actually do convert to Christianity because of this film, then it just doesn't reflect well on Christians.

Borring film. There were parts that seemed to be horror, and i half-cover my eyes with anticipation, then always come out some anti-climax shit.

But that's not what's making me pissed off right now. I lost a part of me today, literally. This morning, I chipped my front tooth in training. The ball hit my face, and the tooth chipped. and all the while i thought my tooth would be more than a match for the ball. So i was wrong. I train my muscles and forgot to train my teeth. Now part of me is either inside my stomach or in the swimming pool. So sad. At first, i didn't even know my tooth chipped. It was just freakin pain, and then the pain subsided and i thought all was well. Until i stuck out my tongue, and it felt plain weird, and then i felt the sharpness of the chipped tooth.

But then ah, the secret to happiness is to look on the bright side of everything. So i have to look on the bright side and say that at least, i can spend less time brushing my teeth because there's less surface area. Smart right?