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Me,me and me.
An amateur attempting to write some reviews,failing miserably. :P

Targets
-more Luciferian Darkness
-greater metal collection
-greater proficiency in writing

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Monday, May 18, 2009
Best FMA Lecture.

Yes,this is the first time i'm raving over a lecture.It was so darn funny.

Went to lecture today with some form of dread,apparently she doesn't wanna meet today until thurs.I'm fine with it.

Ah well,serious stuff aside.

I went into the lecture hall with the rest and we spotted some empty seats in the middle and the back.As a born slacker,i chose the back seats so that it would be more convenient in case i wanna chat with someone when i'm bored.

So,as lesson commenced,i noticed that the middle seats are still vacant,and it seemed that quite a number of people had their focus on the middle seats.Curiosity led me to looking around,where i saw some cheena-looking guy swaying in his seat.I thought,fine,he's probably tired or bored,until he started moaning.MOANING.I was like wtf and went on observing the guy until i found out that he was drunk.

Reasons?One:he's speaking a few decibels above the normal level.Two:he's swaying about throughout the lecture.Three:a friend beside him was red in the face.Four:he'd dropped his stuff countlessly and the way he picked it up tells it all.

So his antics went unnoticed by us,who were giggling and laughing at his actions.The lecturer thought he was simply acting funny,so he chose to ignore all these.The innocent who came in later chose to sit there,only to be warned by us that there is a drunkard sitting over there.So they avoided him like the plague,sitting as far as possible.Understandable,in my opinion.Then,he "stabbed" his own hand with his pen and screamed in pain.ZOMGWTFBBQ.I was almost howling with laughter.

He went on like this for quite awhile,bringing some good entertainment to us at the same time,until he started to vomit.Fuck,it stank as hell.He even vomitted his lunch out (sorry to those who are eating now).Strands of noodles were seen on the floor.No jokes.It was a disgusting scene,all right,but still it was fucking hilarious.

So the lecturer went out to get help,and by help it meant the Director of SB.The whole lecture hall were like "orh hor",all of us gloating at this dude.Poor guy.Haha.They got him out,and lesson went on as usual,but the lecture hall were all discussing this matter.What a classic.Apparently no one was truly interested in what the lecturer had said after the "incident" had occured.HAHA.

When lecture ended,we saw the dude lying on the seat outside,with quite a number of his classmates attending to him.He was knocked out,i suppose.They got a cab for him and sent him off after awhile.It took three guys to carry him out,i observed.Heh.

Reason for him being drunk?Heard from people from his class that they went to the clubhouse to drink vodka during their five-hour break.Obviously this dude wasn't a drinker,eventually landing to this state.Rofl.Serves you right,moron.

By far this is the most interesting FMA lecture i've ever attended,not because of the lesson,but because of the joke.

TNBM