Bomb

roller coasters are the bomb. i love the adrenaline pumping through my body everytime there is a plunge. the feel of blood rushing to ur head, the butterflys fluttering in ur stomache and the fact that ur held onto blistering metal hurtling at speeds of up to 60 km/hr by a safety belt and an iron bar. the anticipation of the plunge as you're slowly being dragged up to the apex of the curve before the plunge. i love the way they slow down the ride after a series of twists and turns, lulling u into a sense of calmness, causing ur overflexed and over tense muscles to relax. all too soon u realise that it was a deliberate ploy on the devious minds of the creators as u plunge unexpectedly into oblivion.

today i discovered the power of the speed pass. strolling past the endless queues of losers as the paitiently await their turn for the ride is simply estatic. the look of envy on their faces when they see u at the head of the queue after they had so painsaking waited for 2 hrs before reaching that very same point they u covered in 10 mins. the simple fact that i can go for the same ride twice and still see the same person in the queue. it's not a matter of money. it's a matter of perference. i feel my time is more important to me than my money. if we waited 1 and a half hrs for each ride, there is simply no way i can cover the rides there in 1 day. simple math. u reach there at 12, they close at 10. for those who have been there u know what other hidden costs there are. as long as my marginal utility is greater than my marginal cost, adrian is a happy man. considering that i can never get rides like this again unless i take a 17 hr transit flight or a 14 hr direct flight (ONE FUCKING WAY), my marginal utility is relatively high.