Little did I know, when writing my second-last post (see below), that it would be my second-last post. D'oh.
So, it's goodbye to Blogspot, as Sudeep has finally convinced me to switch to Tumblr. It's very sad, really. Anyway: my new address will be:
www.theycalledmesomething.tumblr.com
Sounds familiar, right?
Well, thanks for all the support you, my loyal readers, have given me over the months. Do come along to my new blog, tag, and keep updated!
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Saturday, July 3, 2010
:x
I'm feeling less than content right now, and I'm going to tell you why.
(Wow, that was refreshingly direct.)
Reason one: Yen Ter is currently bugging me over MSN to play AI DotA over Garena, which is an option patently (IMO) retarded, with the option of playing pubs available. I get that he's scared of disconnecting and ruining his reputation over the internet (which, on hindsight, also seems retarded), but I feel that pub games aren't as bad as he makes them out to be. After all, they aren't 'full of' leavers, faggots, and other shady characters... And it's only if you're losing that people will start trash talking, let's face it. Also, with 2 other people in the team that you know (Justin), the chances of a GIFT (look it up) in the team are extremely low. Well, lower.
Reason two: The Karate Kid. Watched it yesterday with the two bosses and Edison, and it was a pretty good movie for the most part. Jaden Smith was insanely ripped for a twelve-year-old (not that there's anything wrong with that), and Jackie Chan was cool as ever, and proved that he can still be badass without the use of improvised weapons. In fact, there was only one thing I was displeased with, and the other reason I am less than happy: the final battle.
It should be pretty obvious that the protagonist beats the arrogant kung fu guy, so it probably doesn't need to be spoiled. To facilitate visualization of this ridiculously stupid scene, let me give you a rundown of it:
Kid walks onto stage.
Kid stares at opponent.
Kid takes a ridiculously long time to get into crane stance.
ROUND 5: FIGHT!
Opponent charges, screaming incoherent battle cry.
Kid jumps into the air, does a body flip with a broken leg, spins gratuitously, and...
KICK!
K. O. !
...gawd.
(Wow, that was refreshingly direct.)
Reason one: Yen Ter is currently bugging me over MSN to play AI DotA over Garena, which is an option patently (IMO) retarded, with the option of playing pubs available. I get that he's scared of disconnecting and ruining his reputation over the internet (which, on hindsight, also seems retarded), but I feel that pub games aren't as bad as he makes them out to be. After all, they aren't 'full of' leavers, faggots, and other shady characters... And it's only if you're losing that people will start trash talking, let's face it. Also, with 2 other people in the team that you know (Justin), the chances of a GIFT (look it up) in the team are extremely low. Well, lower.
Reason two: The Karate Kid. Watched it yesterday with the two bosses and Edison, and it was a pretty good movie for the most part. Jaden Smith was insanely ripped for a twelve-year-old (not that there's anything wrong with that), and Jackie Chan was cool as ever, and proved that he can still be badass without the use of improvised weapons. In fact, there was only one thing I was displeased with, and the other reason I am less than happy: the final battle.
It should be pretty obvious that the protagonist beats the arrogant kung fu guy, so it probably doesn't need to be spoiled. To facilitate visualization of this ridiculously stupid scene, let me give you a rundown of it:
Kid walks onto stage.
Kid stares at opponent.
Kid takes a ridiculously long time to get into crane stance.
ROUND 5: FIGHT!
Opponent charges, screaming incoherent battle cry.
Kid jumps into the air, does a body flip with a broken leg, spins gratuitously, and...
KICK!
K. O. !
...gawd.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
So, So Bad.
Today was UNSW Writing, as Sec 4s will know. I think it was the most fun I've ever had writing a piece of prose, ever. No, it wasn't that I was deliberately not *taking* it seriously; it was that I was deliberately not *writing* it seriously. Let me give you a few choice excerpts:
The first paragraph:
"Aha!" cried the villain. "Do you mean THESE keys?" He paused for a few seconds in order to rummage around in one of his numerous coat pockets.
Trevor waited patiently.
Around the middle:
A single tear formed on the inner edge of Trevor's left eye, making a splash as it hit the cold, hard, teak-paneled floor. This was too much!
The last paragraph:
"NOOOOO!" erupted the word from the villain's mouth, but it was too late! Trevor had already pressed 4 on his speed dial!
It should be obvious that I was really trying to get the worst out of my essay there.
Huh.
The first paragraph:
"Aha!" cried the villain. "Do you mean THESE keys?" He paused for a few seconds in order to rummage around in one of his numerous coat pockets.
Trevor waited patiently.
Around the middle:
A single tear formed on the inner edge of Trevor's left eye, making a splash as it hit the cold, hard, teak-paneled floor. This was too much!
The last paragraph:
"NOOOOO!" erupted the word from the villain's mouth, but it was too late! Trevor had already pressed 4 on his speed dial!
It should be obvious that I was really trying to get the worst out of my essay there.
Huh.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Open For Business.
Exam results are only partially out, so I shall not discuss them now.
(No, this has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that I'm absolutely terrified by the prospect of SS and History and English and Lit. Honest.)
Therefore, I shall be doing something completely off-topic, and list down all the homework that needs to be done by next week. And it's only the bleedin' second day of school!
1. Lit Absurdist Presentation (The Visit)
2. English Book Club (Fascist Rock)
3. Chinese Book review. (Oh, whatever)
Hmph. That wasn't so difficult, was it?
Or IS it?
(No, this has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that I'm absolutely terrified by the prospect of SS and History and English and Lit. Honest.)
Therefore, I shall be doing something completely off-topic, and list down all the homework that needs to be done by next week. And it's only the bleedin' second day of school!
1. Lit Absurdist Presentation (The Visit)
2. English Book Club (Fascist Rock)
3. Chinese Book review. (Oh, whatever)
Hmph. That wasn't so difficult, was it?
Or IS it?
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Toy Story 3.
First, I just want to say that this is my first perfectly rational blog post title in a loooooong time.
Just got back from watching Toy Story 3, and it was a great movie. Mind you, I've seen worse villains in live-action films. Thinking of a pink, strawberry-flavoured totalitarian fucking regime scares the crap out of me.
Although I wish that (WARNING SPOILER ALERT)
Woody could have stayed with Andy at the end, which would have (in my mind) would have made for a more poignant farewell scene, but I guess that would have not meshed up with the movie's Aesop. Huh. I do wish, however, that they could have focused more the theme of letting go of one's loved ones more, which was only touched on lightly, as compared to the other themes.
Oh, and the escape was cool as hell. Can't deny that, and it is very reminiscent of the plans that Woody made in the previous movies. I do wish they'd made a longer fight sequence between him and the monkey, though.
Hmmm. Now I have a sudden urge to go back and watch the original two movies again...
Just got back from watching Toy Story 3, and it was a great movie. Mind you, I've seen worse villains in live-action films. Thinking of a pink, strawberry-flavoured totalitarian fucking regime scares the crap out of me.
Although I wish that (WARNING SPOILER ALERT)
Woody could have stayed with Andy at the end, which would have (in my mind) would have made for a more poignant farewell scene, but I guess that would have not meshed up with the movie's Aesop. Huh. I do wish, however, that they could have focused more the theme of letting go of one's loved ones more, which was only touched on lightly, as compared to the other themes.
Oh, and the escape was cool as hell. Can't deny that, and it is very reminiscent of the plans that Woody made in the previous movies. I do wish they'd made a longer fight sequence between him and the monkey, though.
Hmmm. Now I have a sudden urge to go back and watch the original two movies again...
Friday, June 18, 2010
Ups And Downs.
Okay, first I want to state how pleased I was that I was proven wrong about my World Cup statements below. Argentina's 4-1 victory over Korea had over TRIPLE the goals of the then-average goals per game of 1.56(!). Hopefully this is a sign that things are turning for the better.
Not that the match was perfect, though, although I'm not talking about the game itself. It was the goddamn commentator. He already admitted that "These names tend to roll off the tongue," and he still continued to mangle the language in the most horrendous way possible. I mean, jeez, dude, it's Ma-scher-ah-noe, not Mah-scher-AAAH-NOOE. Ee-guain, not Ih-guai-NUH. It's Argentina, not Italy, dammit.
Say it with me, c'mon:
Ma-scher-ah-noe.
Ee-guain.
There, isn't that much more civilized?
Not that the match was perfect, though, although I'm not talking about the game itself. It was the goddamn commentator. He already admitted that "These names tend to roll off the tongue," and he still continued to mangle the language in the most horrendous way possible. I mean, jeez, dude, it's Ma-scher-ah-noe, not Mah-scher-AAAH-NOOE. Ee-guain, not Ih-guai-NUH. It's Argentina, not Italy, dammit.
Say it with me, c'mon:
Ma-scher-ah-noe.
Ee-guain.
There, isn't that much more civilized?
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Sand And Feet.
Okay, I'm back from Malaysia, which is a good and a bad thing. Good because, y'know, [i]internet[/i], but bad because I didn't subscribe to the World Cup. Darn.
Not that I'm missing much anyway. This has got to be the mos boring World Cup on record. I mean, c'mon, look at all the goals scored over the first matches of the past few nights. Name me one match with more than two goals.
Of course, the ongoing Portugal vs. Ivory Coast may change that, but it's, well, ongoing, so I can't really say anything about it. Still, hoping it breaks the trend.
Finished reading the Dune Trilogy (finally!) over these few days. Damn, it's symbolic as hell. The chapter quotes don't really help either, with all their religious symbolism. Still, it's not a bad thing. Giving me lots of idea, most of which are best left unsaid.
Not that I'm missing much anyway. This has got to be the mos boring World Cup on record. I mean, c'mon, look at all the goals scored over the first matches of the past few nights. Name me one match with more than two goals.
Of course, the ongoing Portugal vs. Ivory Coast may change that, but it's, well, ongoing, so I can't really say anything about it. Still, hoping it breaks the trend.
Finished reading the Dune Trilogy (finally!) over these few days. Damn, it's symbolic as hell. The chapter quotes don't really help either, with all their religious symbolism. Still, it's not a bad thing. Giving me lots of idea, most of which are best left unsaid.
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