Gnite,
This morning I was trying my best to finish the Narutimate Hero 3 rpg.Suddenly my mom, despite my face of effort, suggested me to limit myself and state a deadline time. It was 10:30 and I gave a reasonable 11:30. Playing the game wasn't hard, it was like an illiterate guy attempting to play scrabbles, except I'm the Japanese illiterate one. I wouldn't give in to guides to.
There was this hell hard section where you had to answer 10 multiple choice questions correct, one wrong would take you back to the 1st. And there's always a new set of questions waiting after you spend your chinese skills trying to translate japanese and realizing they're very different. After the questions, my time was up. I stopped playing. While stretching around the house, the door bell rang.
It was Keo, another NH3 player. The tiny bulb on the PS2 went green again. He was helping me with the RPG. Then I had to eat lunch, as ordered by mom.
I was there eating lunch, while Keo controlling with my RPG Naruto. Eventually, we finished finding all characters, necessary for full VS Mode enjoyment.
Battles were fought. ANYWAY, we went off to meet Aron, my really good childhood friend. Darn, us 3 were then wandering around cause someone hasn't watched King Kong but someone else has. Same goes for Narnia and other stuff. Bolkiah cinema has so little movies to offer.
Anyways, we enjoyed ourselves at Yayasan Complex, the Public Library, the city's Stadium while watching imigrants drive unorthodoxly. Oh yeah, there was a pink car, rare sight. Damn, we had saw so many stuff that should have been caught on camera. Next thing we knew, Aron was busy buying tampons, i mean, running errands for his mother.
Woot, we came back to my place to chill. Man, there were 2 kids who were friends with my brother. My and Keo, full of joy, seeing them playing NH3, fought of with them. We were pwned, well Keo got OWNED. Anyway, that ignited my NH3 training regime, boy I'm expecting these kids to come back to my house again.
This morning I was trying my best to finish the Narutimate Hero 3 rpg.Suddenly my mom, despite my face of effort, suggested me to limit myself and state a deadline time. It was 10:30 and I gave a reasonable 11:30. Playing the game wasn't hard, it was like an illiterate guy attempting to play scrabbles, except I'm the Japanese illiterate one. I wouldn't give in to guides to.
There was this hell hard section where you had to answer 10 multiple choice questions correct, one wrong would take you back to the 1st. And there's always a new set of questions waiting after you spend your chinese skills trying to translate japanese and realizing they're very different. After the questions, my time was up. I stopped playing. While stretching around the house, the door bell rang.
It was Keo, another NH3 player. The tiny bulb on the PS2 went green again. He was helping me with the RPG. Then I had to eat lunch, as ordered by mom.
I was there eating lunch, while Keo controlling with my RPG Naruto. Eventually, we finished finding all characters, necessary for full VS Mode enjoyment.
Battles were fought. ANYWAY, we went off to meet Aron, my really good childhood friend. Darn, us 3 were then wandering around cause someone hasn't watched King Kong but someone else has. Same goes for Narnia and other stuff. Bolkiah cinema has so little movies to offer.
Anyways, we enjoyed ourselves at Yayasan Complex, the Public Library, the city's Stadium while watching imigrants drive unorthodoxly. Oh yeah, there was a pink car, rare sight. Damn, we had saw so many stuff that should have been caught on camera. Next thing we knew, Aron was busy buying tampons, i mean, running errands for his mother.
Woot, we came back to my place to chill. Man, there were 2 kids who were friends with my brother. My and Keo, full of joy, seeing them playing NH3, fought of with them. We were pwned, well Keo got OWNED. Anyway, that ignited my NH3 training regime, boy I'm expecting these kids to come back to my house again.
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