Vickiepedia

Life is like a game — an (MMO)RPG, more specifically. With all the hardcore solo levelling I’m forced to do almost on a daily basis… Indeed, not without the best weapons, armour and potions…

… I think I’ve finally levelled up and am one step closer to completing the main mission “Conquering Entomophobia (Surrender Is Not an Option)“.

But of course, there are always all these annoyingly distractive side quests: “Pr0n”, “Guild Wars“, “Wash the Dishes”, “Mop the Floor”, “Do the Laundry”, “University Assignments” — some more fun than the others.

No way! I didn’t just put “University Assignments” under side quests. Priorities, Vickie! Priorities!

Sometimes I amaze myself. Really. A class essay I had -273.15°C confidence; a class essay I did so bad I was already looking for a bridge to jump off after leaving the exam hall; a class essay I had no idea how to write until the lecturer analysed it after the exam… I was beyond astonished to hear that nobody failed; and when the lecturer said that there were a few marginal passes (MP), I was sure I was one of them.

Wow! A solid pass! Okay, the assessor was most probably just feeling generous and this is so not something to announce to the world and be proud of; but still! *does lucky dance*

Speaking of amazing myself, I don’t know how I could also actually convince myself that “But it’s raining!” was a valid excuse not to do my assignments. Alas.

Edit: LOL I totally misspelt “sociological”. *explodes*

Note to Self:

Remember to remove all batteries from all toys after using them, especially the ultra quiet ones, even when you’re sure you already switched them off. Stop telling people you’re jealous of the air being vibrated all night. That’s just freaky. Also make sure you always have spare batteries. Don’t bang your head against the wall when you don’t. That doesn’t help.

P.S. You forgot to introduce Trusties #4, 5 and 6 to people, so I shall do it for you:

… Oh my goodness. You brought the camcorder USB cord over here instead of the one for your digital camera. You bloody idiot!

Friday, August 04, 2006:

Mysterious Voice: Yo, Vickie.
Vickie: … Karma?! Is that you? Haven’t heard from you for ages!
Karma: No shit. Listen, here’s the deal. I know it’s raining and you’re feeling generally lethargic, but if you’d get your lazy arse out of the house today and go buy the lab coat you need for next Monday…
Vickie: …
Karma: Or if you go tomorrow, so help me, in addition to having to walk in the rain, you’d also get hit on by a random guy at the station who would follow you for another 3 minutes after you got off the train, then arrive at the shop that sells your lab coat riiiight after it closes, then head back home with nothing but $5 down the drain and wet trouser legs. Oh, I’m not even going to let you know what’s happening on Sunday.
Vickie: Ha! Yeh, whatever. Late!

Saturday, August 05, 2006:
Karma you bitch, I hate you so very much.

It all started with noticing my friend’s new Gmail account — the cute little period inside his username. What do you mean? Of course everybody loves the period, because if you missed one… Anyway, I stared at the little dot for a bit; hey, that’s neat, and decided that I should create another Gmail account with one. For no other use, for no other reason.

I went ahead and sent myself a Gmail invite. I’ve always used vickiediablos as my moniker. Desired Login Name: “vickie.diablos” Beautiful. Check availability.

vickie.diablos is not available…

The hell? As far as I know, I’m the only Vickie Diablos on the ‘net. As far as I know, I’m not popular. As far as I know, nobody hates me that much. But why, how, what, where, when… vickie.diablos couldn’t have been taken. The person who took it must be up to something. Impersonation… Oh, the damage they could do.

I was about to panic, about to explode, about to warn every person I knew online and offline that vickie.diablos was not me. But Ms Sense came knocking on the door. Thankfully.

“Oh puh-lease, Vickie,” said she.

In the end, I discovered that it was actually Gmail being thoughful not to allow people to register accounts with the same username regardless of the number of periods between the alphabets. I almost made a bigger fool of myself trying to save my non-existent reputation.

If only Ms Sense would marry me… Will you marry me? Aww, come on. Don’t be mean.