Dota life

Ok a really really brief post this time. Yeah I've got tests tomorrow. TWO of em. Not just any tests, Musculoskeletal and Biochemistry. So yeah I gotta start hitting the books soon. I've been meaning to but always seem to get distracted somehow. Speaking of which, I think i may have deviated from my title.

Okay then, here we go. Thursday night, Peng Wei invited a bunch of us dota kaki (dota players) for a few games. We started playing at about 10pm and ended up doing that the rest of the night. At around 6am we stopped. And the kicker here is that at 7.30 i had to leave to go to town.

First night of not sleeping.

That morning just happened to be our Med Day for UCD. So I had to go down town to collect donations for some charity thingy. Honestly I'm surprised anyone actually threw money in my bucket. I was so tired and sleepy that I was basically mumbling away attempting to say "Hi there, would like to make a donation...blah blah"

So Friday turned out ok. Came back from Med Day charity collections, did some other crap and whoosh went off to a friend's birthday party. Had quite a bit to drink that night. As much as I really really wanted to stay and sleep there, somehow I didn't. So me and some other people or person (can't really remember). Walked back in the morning to our residence back on campus.

Second all-nighter.

And now it's Saturday. Did a bunch of other stuff including some much delayed assignments. Then I get a 'bat-signal' call to dota again. And you just can't ignore the 'bat-signal'.

So the dota gang trudged on to another friend's house where we played on Battlenet this time. Oh but dota wasn't the only thing we did, I can say that much. We also played COUNTER STRIKE!

Oh jeez look at the time. Well sorry for the rushed ending but I really gotta get studying now. Or maybe I'll download a few more songs.

Crap after all that talk about making this a quick post turned out to be a load of bullshit.

Essentially I didn't sleep for 3 nights partly but primarily due to dota if that makes any sense.

Toodles (fuck what the hell am I saying? Only gay people say toodles).

Anyway I'm just lazy to backspace.

Random football

Hi again people. I realize my previous post has been found wanting and I do apologize for the let down. I assure you, I will make up for it with this one.

Okay, so I was busy being a nerd again in my apartment
(again never happens {I swear[really...]}), when suddenly I get a call from one of my buddies saying a bunch of them are going to play football in the field outside my place. Doesn't sound too weird does it? Well it was 10pm at the time.

So I thought "why not?". We get to the field and the 7 of us play for a while. Quite a number of people were walking around the field either being drunk or going to the nearest bar to get drunk. And quite randomly, a bunch of Irish guys (slightly drunk) challenge us to a game. Most of us didn't feel like getting our asses kicked but we knew it would be so cool to play soccer with the Irish. So whateverlahhah.

We started out playing a 7 on 8. And yeah we were getting owned quite badly. There were some people there who were playing for the UCD soccer team. Then it just started getting random.

There were people joining the game of the street. Guys just ran on to the pitch and started playing for any side. Pretty soon it got quite chaotic and nobody knew who was on their team. Well not that anybody could actually see anything. This was around midnight.

There was one funny ass Irish guy who was playing striker. He'd shout:
"Tommy! Tommy!"
"I'm open! Look at me Tommy."
"Look at me! Look at me! Look at me!"
"Oh for fucks sake look at where I'm at!!!".
And he repeated that for almost everyone on his team that had possession.

We continued playing until about 1.00am. And after, some of us managed to chat with the hoard of random people that mysteriously just started playing either for us or against us. And they were really friendly. Well being drunk kinda has that affect on you.

So now we've kinda made an appointment to play again tomorrow at 8pm. At least then we'll actually be able to see the people we played ball with. Keep in mind people that this football field has no spot lights or lamps. So it was basically just vague silhouette images of bodies, loud shouts, cries, abundant swearing (more of in excess really) and the occasional awful stench of a piss drunk wanker. Who knows? Maybe we could have a weekly football match rolling along.

Well it's 1.40am now and I'm pretty damn tired, so I'm just gonna go hit the sack now.
Cheers