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.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Commentaries.
As I write this, I am sitting on the second step of the Venture Chalet 2010 staircase, patiently explaining to Ming Lun how you can trade in a set of three Risk cards for seven troops, provided they are of different types. Go, Ming Lun! Lionel is at the far corner of the rectangular table to my left playing Counter-Strike, and Brandon is slightly to his right singing korean karaoke. Boon King has just asked me what I was doing, and facepalmed at the answer.
Before you ask, I have no idea whether this is a common occurrence, since this is only the first night (well, first morning, to be precise, but whatever), not counting the previous one last year, where we were spamming Halo 2 like 9-year old Korean kids on caffeine. So yeah, it doesn't really count.
Pretty much screwed for Metacognition, which is due on Friday, since of the lack of free time I've already mentioned. As for Yi Ming, likewise. Ah well. Nothing we can do about it here, I suppose.
Now to decide whether I should go to sleep or not. Hmph. I might do so inevitably, but there's no point in wasting a couple of good hours of playing cards , or alternatively DotA...
Before you ask, I have no idea whether this is a common occurrence, since this is only the first night (well, first morning, to be precise, but whatever), not counting the previous one last year, where we were spamming Halo 2 like 9-year old Korean kids on caffeine. So yeah, it doesn't really count.
Pretty much screwed for Metacognition, which is due on Friday, since of the lack of free time I've already mentioned. As for Yi Ming, likewise. Ah well. Nothing we can do about it here, I suppose.
Now to decide whether I should go to sleep or not. Hmph. I might do so inevitably, but there's no point in wasting a couple of good hours of playing cards , or alternatively DotA...
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Return of the Kink.
Firstly: I make no apologies for the terrible movie pun up there. Any complaints that you want to make can be addressed to my now-defunct tagboard, which I may not or may not answer. Yes, you got that right.
Anyway; yes, Edmund is back from boarding, albeit belatedly. Past few days have not been very internet-connection-filled, either, what with Venture Camp and all (which I'll get to in a while).
My holiday schedule is up the wazoo, with the aforementioned Venture Camp from the 31st-2nd, CampoRama (is that you you spell it?) from the 4th-6th, Chalet from the 8th-10th, and my famliy vacation from the 12th-15th. And after that is the World Cup, and the due date for my English Portfolio. OH SHI-
Anyway, gotta dash to school to check on Hawk Patrol 9and my icebox), so I'll be back to talk about Boarding and VC later.
Catch y'all.
Anyway; yes, Edmund is back from boarding, albeit belatedly. Past few days have not been very internet-connection-filled, either, what with Venture Camp and all (which I'll get to in a while).
My holiday schedule is up the wazoo, with the aforementioned Venture Camp from the 31st-2nd, CampoRama (is that you you spell it?) from the 4th-6th, Chalet from the 8th-10th, and my famliy vacation from the 12th-15th. And after that is the World Cup, and the due date for my English Portfolio. OH SHI-
Anyway, gotta dash to school to check on Hawk Patrol 9and my icebox), so I'll be back to talk about Boarding and VC later.
Catch y'all.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Drafting.
First of all I want to apologise for the fact that i haven't posted for so long and explain that this was so because of the fact that I haven't had anything to post about recently (Annual Show and related stuff notwithstanding) and that I've been busy mugging for the upcoming mid-years but this situation will definitely change after said tests and that I promise to inform y'all if such a thing happens again that limits my posting capability (which includes the horrible boarding internet).
*gaaaaaaasp*
Okay, back to Latent Heat. Catch up with you guys later.
*gaaaaaaasp*
Okay, back to Latent Heat. Catch up with you guys later.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Pain.
Ow.
No, dude, seriously. Ow.
...
Okay, for the sake of clarity, I'll explain. You know the boarding doors, right? You know how they are really frikkin' heavy? And you know how easy it is to put your finger in the gap between the hinge and the frame?
Yeah. As I said: ow. I am currently typing this post with my left hand and my right thumb and fourth finger, as my middle finger has been incapacitated. Great word. Amd i think the internal bleeding is beginning to clot. Darn.
Timing really couldn't have been better, since never before has an occasion come up where I needed so much use of my hands. Head of Decor, dammit.
Okay, I'll admit that part of the sarcasm failure in the previous paragraph was due to me not being articulate my thoughts coherently over the keyboard, since... you know...
No, dude, seriously. Ow.
...
Okay, for the sake of clarity, I'll explain. You know the boarding doors, right? You know how they are really frikkin' heavy? And you know how easy it is to put your finger in the gap between the hinge and the frame?
Yeah. As I said: ow. I am currently typing this post with my left hand and my right thumb and fourth finger, as my middle finger has been incapacitated. Great word. Amd i think the internal bleeding is beginning to clot. Darn.
Timing really couldn't have been better, since never before has an occasion come up where I needed so much use of my hands. Head of Decor, dammit.
Okay, I'll admit that part of the sarcasm failure in the previous paragraph was due to me not being articulate my thoughts coherently over the keyboard, since... you know...
Monday, April 12, 2010
Retraction.
Back in boarding today. Well, technically, last night, but you get the picture.
Let me say this: it pisses me no end that I spent the whole weekend downloading DLCs for my Bioware RPGs (Dragon Age and Mass Effect 2), including a whole damn expansion to the former, namely Awakening.
Well, at least I'll have something to look forward to when I get back, at least. Although I'm still looking for the Firewalker DLC for ME2, which is kind of a bitch to search for since everyone says it sucks. Ah well. At least I've got Return to Ostagar, which is good for a few pieces of epic loot, and Kasumi, whose pic on the wikia looks totally badass. Not to mention a few mods which allow me to respec. Which is a huge deal, really, in Dragon Age. Which reminds me once again to set up my Let's Play.
On to other matters...
MUST. REMEMBER. TO. DO. CIP. GAAAH.
Ahem.
Let me say this: it pisses me no end that I spent the whole weekend downloading DLCs for my Bioware RPGs (Dragon Age and Mass Effect 2), including a whole damn expansion to the former, namely Awakening.
Well, at least I'll have something to look forward to when I get back, at least. Although I'm still looking for the Firewalker DLC for ME2, which is kind of a bitch to search for since everyone says it sucks. Ah well. At least I've got Return to Ostagar, which is good for a few pieces of epic loot, and Kasumi, whose pic on the wikia looks totally badass. Not to mention a few mods which allow me to respec. Which is a huge deal, really, in Dragon Age. Which reminds me once again to set up my Let's Play.
On to other matters...
MUST. REMEMBER. TO. DO. CIP. GAAAH.
Ahem.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
The Problem with Ellipses.
So, bonus for the previous RLP people who might happen to read this blog:
MBTI was today. Ended about 40 minutes ago, in fact, with most of the intermediate time spent running around the block trying to find an open door after we realized that we spent too long talking to Mr Paul Lim after the session itself. It's complicated, okay?
So, the moment you've all been waiting for... The chance to see whether your one and only beloved Mr. Kink is the personality type you think him to be... The opportunity to bang your table and shout "Ha! I KNEW it!" or facepalm and mutter something about apples...
The person currently sitting at his boarding room table, typing on a Mac, using boarding internet, listening to ...interesting... music, and looking at this sentence to see what else he can add to it (in other words, me), is...
an INTP.
Yes. I can hear the "WHAT?!"s from over here, even with FF13 music blasting in the background. Let me reasure you: this is only my Reported score. My Self-Estimated score is an ENFJ. Now, before you start nodding knowingly to yourself, let me say this: if Paul Lim would let me, I would put most (or all) of those scores in the Neutral category, for reasons I care not to explain.
Yes, Mister Kink is a very conflicted person, even if he doesn't look it most of the time.
Okay then. Gotta wrap up before the internet clogs up again and starts... Oh god.
'Could not contact Blogger.com. Saving and publishing may fail. Retrying...'
Well, crap. But maybe the very fact that you're reading this proves that I managed to get through, eh? How's that for a self-fulfilling prophecy?
MBTI was today. Ended about 40 minutes ago, in fact, with most of the intermediate time spent running around the block trying to find an open door after we realized that we spent too long talking to Mr Paul Lim after the session itself. It's complicated, okay?
So, the moment you've all been waiting for... The chance to see whether your one and only beloved Mr. Kink is the personality type you think him to be... The opportunity to bang your table and shout "Ha! I KNEW it!" or facepalm and mutter something about apples...
The person currently sitting at his boarding room table, typing on a Mac, using boarding internet, listening to ...interesting... music, and looking at this sentence to see what else he can add to it (in other words, me), is...
an INTP.
Yes. I can hear the "WHAT?!"s from over here, even with FF13 music blasting in the background. Let me reasure you: this is only my Reported score. My Self-Estimated score is an ENFJ. Now, before you start nodding knowingly to yourself, let me say this: if Paul Lim would let me, I would put most (or all) of those scores in the Neutral category, for reasons I care not to explain.
Yes, Mister Kink is a very conflicted person, even if he doesn't look it most of the time.
Okay then. Gotta wrap up before the internet clogs up again and starts... Oh god.
'Could not contact Blogger.com. Saving and publishing may fail. Retrying...'
Well, crap. But maybe the very fact that you're reading this proves that I managed to get through, eh? How's that for a self-fulfilling prophecy?
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Innabox.
Oh gawd. It's been so long since I posted. Damned boarding internet screwing up everything. At least it'll be fixed in only another three weeks, eh?
Lots of stuff happened. Like moar pizzamaking on Thursday, where we were folding pizza boxes for hours. Pretty fun, though, especially the parts where I was on the ladder. Epic balancing.
And then, after having pizza for lunch over there, I went back and had pizza for dinner with Jian Hao, Wen Hao, Xi Rui, and Shrey. Outside Common Room 1. Was pretty cool, especially since I had that discount coupon. Which they didn't even take... -.-
Huh. Need to find a way to install dwarf fortress on a mac. That would be so awesome.
Speaking of which: STEAM FOR MAC HAS BEEN RELEASED!!! ALONG WITH PORTAL 2!!!! AARG!
Heh heh. Anyway, need to dash. Boon King and Lu Chen, if you're reading this and haven't already done so, send me your logistics and design plans for Annual Show costumes ASAP. By tomorrow, if possible.
Lots of stuff happened. Like moar pizzamaking on Thursday, where we were folding pizza boxes for hours. Pretty fun, though, especially the parts where I was on the ladder. Epic balancing.
And then, after having pizza for lunch over there, I went back and had pizza for dinner with Jian Hao, Wen Hao, Xi Rui, and Shrey. Outside Common Room 1. Was pretty cool, especially since I had that discount coupon. Which they didn't even take... -.-
Huh. Need to find a way to install dwarf fortress on a mac. That would be so awesome.
Speaking of which: STEAM FOR MAC HAS BEEN RELEASED!!! ALONG WITH PORTAL 2!!!! AARG!
Heh heh. Anyway, need to dash. Boon King and Lu Chen, if you're reading this and haven't already done so, send me your logistics and design plans for Annual Show costumes ASAP. By tomorrow, if possible.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Ye Gods! An Armory!
...above title shamelessly stolen from my MSN personal message. Well, perhaps 'stolen' isn't the right word...
But seriously. I highly doubt my ability to get through RLP3's check in with all the weaponry I plan to bring in. A foam Sir Aldric axe, a foam skeleton shield, a freaking Nerf Rifle, the contents of my worksheet file...
What *is* the penalty for weapons smuggling in Singapore, does anyone know?
Eh. On to other matters. Probably won't be talking about Jobweek: too painful and too short. On the other hand, I have had an excellent idea int he last 24 hours:
1. Collect all the awesome words that I've used in this blog.
2. Wait till end of year.
3. Make them into a short story.
4. ???
5. Profit!
So... does that mean I can skip the Commonwealth Essay which I haven't even touched, let alone read?
...nah.
But seriously. I highly doubt my ability to get through RLP3's check in with all the weaponry I plan to bring in. A foam Sir Aldric axe, a foam skeleton shield, a freaking Nerf Rifle, the contents of my worksheet file...
What *is* the penalty for weapons smuggling in Singapore, does anyone know?
Eh. On to other matters. Probably won't be talking about Jobweek: too painful and too short. On the other hand, I have had an excellent idea int he last 24 hours:
1. Collect all the awesome words that I've used in this blog.
2. Wait till end of year.
3. Make them into a short story.
4. ???
5. Profit!
So... does that mean I can skip the Commonwealth Essay which I haven't even touched, let alone read?
...nah.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Night To Remember.
From this day, I resolve to pay more attention to the background music whenever I watch a movie. Browsing through my iTunes library, I'm slowly realizing what I missed the first time round. Gems like 'Up is Down' from At World's End and 'Forest Battle' from Revenge of the Fallen, as well as 'Hedwig's Theme' from.. well, you know...
(Sorry for lack of youtube links; I can't really be bothered at this time...)
Anyway, back to what I originally wanted to post a few days ago. Re: RJ Dramafeste and Jobweek.
Dramafeste was pretty cool. Bayleywaddle's (The Road Last Travelled) was nice and kinda funny, which was about a screwed up family on some fail road trip. Introduced to the world the meme of CAMELNUTS! Hadleyhullett's (no name, making it kinda unique) was awesome as heck. About a family with a dead daughter (who's some kind of ghost) and their screwups. Really really cool, and it produced Best Script and Direction, I think. Not to mention Judges' Award, for the crazy genderbent maid (a MALE called Siti? Crazy awesome!) who was easily the funniest person of the night.
Bucklebuckley's (Desperate Housewife, oh such creativity) was okay, and was about (surprise) another screwed up family and its matriarch. Hella lot of flashbacks, and produced the other Judges' Award for the father for really awesome moodswitching between enthu and foam. Unfortunately, they ran out of time, so it was kind of truncated. Sad. I would have liked to see where all the angst was going.
Morrisonrichardson's (Love is the Law) was, quite honestly, pathetic. Was some musical about homosexuality, and it might have had a chance to be salvaged if all the characters' voices hadn't been, y'know, flat. They were singing, you know, which makes it much, much worse.
On the other hand, the last one, Moortarbet (How to Get Out of Detention) was ridiculously over-the-top and epic. And it was glorious. About a detention class where the way to leave it to write a good poem and present it to the teacher. There's a enthu mugger, a suckup, a stoner, a model student, and a poser pimp daddy. Needless to say, hilarity ensues. Won best play and Best Actress in the teacher. As I said: glorious.
So MT's first, and HH's second. Other than that, not really sure.
Heh. This post is ong enough, I reckon. Might post about Jobweek later.
(Sorry for lack of youtube links; I can't really be bothered at this time...)
Anyway, back to what I originally wanted to post a few days ago. Re: RJ Dramafeste and Jobweek.
Dramafeste was pretty cool. Bayleywaddle's (The Road Last Travelled) was nice and kinda funny, which was about a screwed up family on some fail road trip. Introduced to the world the meme of CAMELNUTS! Hadleyhullett's (no name, making it kinda unique) was awesome as heck. About a family with a dead daughter (who's some kind of ghost) and their screwups. Really really cool, and it produced Best Script and Direction, I think. Not to mention Judges' Award, for the crazy genderbent maid (a MALE called Siti? Crazy awesome!) who was easily the funniest person of the night.
Bucklebuckley's (Desperate Housewife, oh such creativity) was okay, and was about (surprise) another screwed up family and its matriarch. Hella lot of flashbacks, and produced the other Judges' Award for the father for really awesome moodswitching between enthu and foam. Unfortunately, they ran out of time, so it was kind of truncated. Sad. I would have liked to see where all the angst was going.
Morrisonrichardson's (Love is the Law) was, quite honestly, pathetic. Was some musical about homosexuality, and it might have had a chance to be salvaged if all the characters' voices hadn't been, y'know, flat. They were singing, you know, which makes it much, much worse.
On the other hand, the last one, Moortarbet (How to Get Out of Detention) was ridiculously over-the-top and epic. And it was glorious. About a detention class where the way to leave it to write a good poem and present it to the teacher. There's a enthu mugger, a suckup, a stoner, a model student, and a poser pimp daddy. Needless to say, hilarity ensues. Won best play and Best Actress in the teacher. As I said: glorious.
So MT's first, and HH's second. Other than that, not really sure.
Heh. This post is ong enough, I reckon. Might post about Jobweek later.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Oh, To Heck.
Too tired to post now. Had RJ Dramafeste, then Jobweek. See y'all around when I can muster the energy to type more than three sentences.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Hey, Let's Pause For A While, Yeah?
I am feeling horribly, horribly conflicted right now.
So my father came back from Taiwan today, and he got me a army-camo-coloured beret from there. Yes, the French type.
You see the obvious problem.
Army=/=France. Yeah.
Anyway, in other news, "You can't make it for what we are going to do, so you don't deserve to walk with us." Discuss.
So my father came back from Taiwan today, and he got me a army-camo-coloured beret from there. Yes, the French type.
You see the obvious problem.
Army=/=France. Yeah.
Anyway, in other news, "You can't make it for what we are going to do, so you don't deserve to walk with us." Discuss.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Alea Jecta Es... Oh, Never Mind.
So we got the news from Hiok today: the Ventures "have a high probability of all passing First Class. Except one. Or two."
Awesome, but those last four words worry me a lot. Ah well. At least it's a start, right? Because apparently the Sec 3s did a lot worse than us, so by right...
Hmph. Lionel got rejected from RLP, for the third time. Tragic as heck, seeing as there are only three sessions. i don't know whether it's Paul Lim having something on him personally, but he doesn't deserve this, I think. And I'm not saying this just because he's Malaysian.
On the other hand, I DID get into RLP 3, which is good and bad news. Bad news being that I'm with many people with questionable states of mind, such as Jian Hao, Yi Hua, Yang, Sherman, Tony, two assorted Kevins... and Edmund. No offence to all named.
Good news, on the other hand, being that this will really allow me to increase my productivity. My work efficiency at home is as low as heck, seeing that I spend all my time in the internet, blogging and reading webcomics, rather that studying. Cough.
I do hope they will allow my axe and shield, though. I think it'd look great hung up on my wall, like some heraldry. Would be the darnedest thing I ever saw, I'll say that. I just need something else to complete the set. Maybe that skeleton sword that Jian Hao was showing me the other day, hmm?
Awesome, but those last four words worry me a lot. Ah well. At least it's a start, right? Because apparently the Sec 3s did a lot worse than us, so by right...
Hmph. Lionel got rejected from RLP, for the third time. Tragic as heck, seeing as there are only three sessions. i don't know whether it's Paul Lim having something on him personally, but he doesn't deserve this, I think. And I'm not saying this just because he's Malaysian.
On the other hand, I DID get into RLP 3, which is good and bad news. Bad news being that I'm with many people with questionable states of mind, such as Jian Hao, Yi Hua, Yang, Sherman, Tony, two assorted Kevins... and Edmund. No offence to all named.
Good news, on the other hand, being that this will really allow me to increase my productivity. My work efficiency at home is as low as heck, seeing that I spend all my time in the internet, blogging and reading webcomics, rather that studying. Cough.
I do hope they will allow my axe and shield, though. I think it'd look great hung up on my wall, like some heraldry. Would be the darnedest thing I ever saw, I'll say that. I just need something else to complete the set. Maybe that skeleton sword that Jian Hao was showing me the other day, hmm?
Sunday, March 7, 2010
OM NOM NOM NOM
Pizza making's in 7 hours. Ho hum. Nothing to do until then except church, blog, send long-overdue emails about various topics, eat pineapple tarts...
(In case you didn't know, pineapple tarts are my favorite type of pastry. I can probably eat more than any two people combined. Well, maybe not Lesmana.)
There was something on a more serious note that I wanted to blog about a day or so ago, but never got the chance to. Started with 'F' or 'G'. Hmph. Will let you all know when the idea respawns.
Speaking of respawns...
Guan Hao asked me (for the 4th time, I think) to join League of Legends. He's apparently the top ranked Singapore player. I'm still considering, but with the multitude of good games coming out this year (or at least this quarter - do I need to list them?), I may not have the time.
Still something to keep in mind, though.
Aah. Just remembered something else I wanted to say. Updating my long-un-updated sidebar. And putting in a list of cool words that I've listed on this blog. 'Multitude' being one of them as well.
Kink, signing out.
(In case you didn't know, pineapple tarts are my favorite type of pastry. I can probably eat more than any two people combined. Well, maybe not Lesmana.)
There was something on a more serious note that I wanted to blog about a day or so ago, but never got the chance to. Started with 'F' or 'G'. Hmph. Will let you all know when the idea respawns.
Speaking of respawns...
Guan Hao asked me (for the 4th time, I think) to join League of Legends. He's apparently the top ranked Singapore player. I'm still considering, but with the multitude of good games coming out this year (or at least this quarter - do I need to list them?), I may not have the time.
Still something to keep in mind, though.
Aah. Just remembered something else I wanted to say. Updating my long-un-updated sidebar. And putting in a list of cool words that I've listed on this blog. 'Multitude' being one of them as well.
Kink, signing out.
Friday, March 5, 2010
Conclusion.
So, as of 9.50pm last night, I have finished my first playthrough of Mass Effect 2. In case you didn't know the details: Male Renegade Vanguard, on Veteran (suck on THAT, Yen Ter XD). It's an extremely good game, just so you know.
So: the final (supposedly suicidal) mission. Made it out there with almost everyone alive, except for Jack and Tali. Jack got eviscerated (terribly awesome word) by a Collector beam that punched through the Normandy's Hull, while Tali, poor Tali, got headshotted by Harbinger's knockback projectile attack as she was closing a door. Alas, you two. Your sacrifice will not be forgotten.
Well, I know that there is an achievement for getting everyone out alive from the final mission, but - well - they claimed it was a suicidal mission, so it would only make sense if at least some of them died, right?
Sorry. It just appeals to my inner storyteller.
Well, starting a new playthrough, as a female Paragon Adept. Hardcore. Heh Heh Heh.
So: the final (supposedly suicidal) mission. Made it out there with almost everyone alive, except for Jack and Tali. Jack got eviscerated (terribly awesome word) by a Collector beam that punched through the Normandy's Hull, while Tali, poor Tali, got headshotted by Harbinger's knockback projectile attack as she was closing a door. Alas, you two. Your sacrifice will not be forgotten.
Well, I know that there is an achievement for getting everyone out alive from the final mission, but - well - they claimed it was a suicidal mission, so it would only make sense if at least some of them died, right?
Sorry. It just appeals to my inner storyteller.
Well, starting a new playthrough, as a female Paragon Adept. Hardcore. Heh Heh Heh.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Go On. Starts With 'R', Ends With 'ambling'.
It's been to long since my last post. Don't know why, but it could have something to do with this damn bandage on my right elbow. Screwing up me typing. Heh.
Lots of stuff to talk about, now...
First Class. A bit (ok, who am I kidding, very) screwed up. Speed was good, and a lot more talking cock, though. That was a surprise, and a pleasant one, at that. It's cool when you actually have the ability to conduct a proper conversation with someone without one party dying for lack of breath. For once. Let's see, what did I talk about... to Yang about sci-fi crossovers (namely, Imperium of Man versus Galactic Empire -- WHO WOULD WIN?), to Yen Ter about sci-fi games (Mass Effect 2. Fun as hell, and a really great universe -- I want to steal some ideas for my own fantasy world), and to Boon King about... his hand injury. Huh. Two out of three ain't bad, to use that term.
Which brings me to my latest bit of irony, and proof that Murphy really exists in this world: my aforementioned elbow injury. Hideously (another awesome word) ironic that I am forced to be absent from school the day after I claim on my MSN that I might not be able to, but for all the wrong reasons. I had a cold, and it got better by the morning, but then I had to go and slip on the toilet mat and crack my elbow on the stone. Nasty. Not to mention painful.
Did I mention ironic?
Oh, and on to music, which I've been meaning to talk about for the longest time.
FFXIII OST is pretty cool. An 85-track album, at least some of it's gotta be. But the thing I like most is that Masashi Hamauzu actually sets the main battle theme as a violin solo. Epic.
Gears of War 2. Composed of Steve Jablonsky (of Transformers OST fame - Listen to it. NOW.) Pretty decent stuff (the character themes are especially sweet), and "Heroic Assault" is beyond awesome. They actually have a shortened version of the song with a much more badass name - called "Armored Prayer". Check 'em out.
Huh. That's it for now. Will keep you all updated on Mass Effect 2 status.
Kink out.
Lots of stuff to talk about, now...
First Class. A bit (ok, who am I kidding, very) screwed up. Speed was good, and a lot more talking cock, though. That was a surprise, and a pleasant one, at that. It's cool when you actually have the ability to conduct a proper conversation with someone without one party dying for lack of breath. For once. Let's see, what did I talk about... to Yang about sci-fi crossovers (namely, Imperium of Man versus Galactic Empire -- WHO WOULD WIN?), to Yen Ter about sci-fi games (Mass Effect 2. Fun as hell, and a really great universe -- I want to steal some ideas for my own fantasy world), and to Boon King about... his hand injury. Huh. Two out of three ain't bad, to use that term.
Which brings me to my latest bit of irony, and proof that Murphy really exists in this world: my aforementioned elbow injury. Hideously (another awesome word) ironic that I am forced to be absent from school the day after I claim on my MSN that I might not be able to, but for all the wrong reasons. I had a cold, and it got better by the morning, but then I had to go and slip on the toilet mat and crack my elbow on the stone. Nasty. Not to mention painful.
Did I mention ironic?
Oh, and on to music, which I've been meaning to talk about for the longest time.
FFXIII OST is pretty cool. An 85-track album, at least some of it's gotta be. But the thing I like most is that Masashi Hamauzu actually sets the main battle theme as a violin solo. Epic.
Gears of War 2. Composed of Steve Jablonsky (of Transformers OST fame - Listen to it. NOW.) Pretty decent stuff (the character themes are especially sweet), and "Heroic Assault" is beyond awesome. They actually have a shortened version of the song with a much more badass name - called "Armored Prayer". Check 'em out.
Huh. That's it for now. Will keep you all updated on Mass Effect 2 status.
Kink out.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
More Ramblings.
At the risk of sounding like a total loser and a mangler of the English language...
Today was also fun.
No, don't kill me, please.
Firstly, today I went to Yen Ter's house at 7am (!) to play Mass Effect 2. And to transfer movies. I passed him 6 movies and he passed me ME2, so I should think that's a fair deal.
Then was Moor House Drama Feste meeting. You understand that I have to keep it hush-hush, since, you know, it's top-secret and all.
After that was rations buying. Very epic, since I was the only one from my patrol, so I had to solo the whole lump of rations from NTUC all the way home.
It's good that we only managed to spend less than $40, though. I was expecting a lot more. Well, admittedly that was because I chopped down our rations to about two-thirds of what it was, but nutritional value is still good. Or adequate, at the very least.
I'm now attempting to install ME2 on my com. Hopefully it doesn't screw up like Dragon Age did on Rui Liang's and Yen Ter's coms... I'll keep you updated.
Oh, and by the way...
AARGH! All the stuff I have to do by tomorrow!
1. English social issues speech
2. SS essay
3. History essay
4. Update rations list
Ummm... that's about it, I hope.
I hope.
Today was also fun.
No, don't kill me, please.
Firstly, today I went to Yen Ter's house at 7am (!) to play Mass Effect 2. And to transfer movies. I passed him 6 movies and he passed me ME2, so I should think that's a fair deal.
Then was Moor House Drama Feste meeting. You understand that I have to keep it hush-hush, since, you know, it's top-secret and all.
After that was rations buying. Very epic, since I was the only one from my patrol, so I had to solo the whole lump of rations from NTUC all the way home.
It's good that we only managed to spend less than $40, though. I was expecting a lot more. Well, admittedly that was because I chopped down our rations to about two-thirds of what it was, but nutritional value is still good. Or adequate, at the very least.
I'm now attempting to install ME2 on my com. Hopefully it doesn't screw up like Dragon Age did on Rui Liang's and Yen Ter's coms... I'll keep you updated.
Oh, and by the way...
AARGH! All the stuff I have to do by tomorrow!
1. English social issues speech
2. SS essay
3. History essay
4. Update rations list
Ummm... that's about it, I hope.
I hope.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Ramblings.
Today was fun.
Wow. You know I've sunk to such a level when I have to start a blog post with such a stupid and mundane sentence as that. Whatever. At least while writing THIS sentence, I've thought of some things to write about. What irony.
First. I saw Ryan and Richmond today after act, and me and Yang spent ~20 minutes (!) swapping war (read: CCA) stories with them. Very interesting.
Oh, and I was telling Jason and Lu Chen horror stories about Dwarf Fortress on the way to the J8 bus stop. Well, they were laughing, so I guess 'horror' isn't the best word...
(By the way, Lu, I TOLD you to remind me to give you your cert. Fail.)
BTW, Dragon Age playthrough 2's at the final battle, so I'll be starting the 3rd run soon, complete with blog annotations. And screenshots. How exciting!
That goes double for other potential players, however. Yen Ter, Yi Hua, I'm looking at you.
On a side note, PirateBay is down. Damn.
Gah. Must remember to print rations list for me and Boon King to buy tomorrow. And to call Yen Ter to ask what movies he wants. Lots of stuff to do before First Class.
Lucky there's STD tomorrow, huh?
Wow. You know I've sunk to such a level when I have to start a blog post with such a stupid and mundane sentence as that. Whatever. At least while writing THIS sentence, I've thought of some things to write about. What irony.
First. I saw Ryan and Richmond today after act, and me and Yang spent ~20 minutes (!) swapping war (read: CCA) stories with them. Very interesting.
Oh, and I was telling Jason and Lu Chen horror stories about Dwarf Fortress on the way to the J8 bus stop. Well, they were laughing, so I guess 'horror' isn't the best word...
(By the way, Lu, I TOLD you to remind me to give you your cert. Fail.)
BTW, Dragon Age playthrough 2's at the final battle, so I'll be starting the 3rd run soon, complete with blog annotations. And screenshots. How exciting!
That goes double for other potential players, however. Yen Ter, Yi Hua, I'm looking at you.
On a side note, PirateBay is down. Damn.
Gah. Must remember to print rations list for me and Boon King to buy tomorrow. And to call Yen Ter to ask what movies he wants. Lots of stuff to do before First Class.
Lucky there's STD tomorrow, huh?
Sunday, February 21, 2010
The Internet Is A Scary Place.
Hello, world. Mister Kink is now a Venture. *yay!*
Overnight was fun. Pity I missed the quail-slaying, though, since I had to go see a doctor, and cut my hair, and dump my schoolbag at home, and... yeah. you get the picture.
But it would have been so ridiculously awesome to stand there with a quail body in one hand, blood spurting out of its artery, and its torn-off head in the other, and stand in the middle of that forest clearing and yell "BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!"
Memes are awesome, huh?
In other news...
So I was browsing through my bookmarked sites this afternoon, and I nearly (I kid you not) pissed my pants. An announcement so bloody awesome, to make me almost piss my pants. Yeah. It was a link. And that link was...
This.
HOLY SHIT. HOLY HOLY HOLY SHIT. THIS CANNOT BE HAPPENING. OH. MY. GOD.
Damn.
Overnight was fun. Pity I missed the quail-slaying, though, since I had to go see a doctor, and cut my hair, and dump my schoolbag at home, and... yeah. you get the picture.
But it would have been so ridiculously awesome to stand there with a quail body in one hand, blood spurting out of its artery, and its torn-off head in the other, and stand in the middle of that forest clearing and yell "BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!"
Memes are awesome, huh?
In other news...
So I was browsing through my bookmarked sites this afternoon, and I nearly (I kid you not) pissed my pants. An announcement so bloody awesome, to make me almost piss my pants. Yeah. It was a link. And that link was...
This.
HOLY SHIT. HOLY HOLY HOLY SHIT. THIS CANNOT BE HAPPENING. OH. MY. GOD.
Damn.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
FIRE!
Overnight's coming up, and I'm kind of psyched. Kind of. Sort of. You get the picture.
On the one hand, it means backwoods, which means interacting with the local wildlife, lalaing around with people you know, finally getting the chance to do that tribal dance I've always dreamed of...
On the other hand, it means backwoods, which means swarms of vicious insects out for your blood, sleeping with the threat of waking up with a spider on your face, having to stumble around in the dark...
Um. Yeah.
You know, come to think of it, those two sentences do sound like a pretty accurate description of the moon Pandora from Avatar. What a coincidence!
Anyway, I'm off to shower (no, no record-setting this time, I don't want to have any accidents), and then pack for the aforementioned Overnight.
Which reminds me. I need to remind myself to remind myself to bring those 20 thumbsticks for tomorrow. Or lots of people are going to kill me. Heh heh.
On the one hand, it means backwoods, which means interacting with the local wildlife, lalaing around with people you know, finally getting the chance to do that tribal dance I've always dreamed of...
On the other hand, it means backwoods, which means swarms of vicious insects out for your blood, sleeping with the threat of waking up with a spider on your face, having to stumble around in the dark...
Um. Yeah.
You know, come to think of it, those two sentences do sound like a pretty accurate description of the moon Pandora from Avatar. What a coincidence!
Anyway, I'm off to shower (no, no record-setting this time, I don't want to have any accidents), and then pack for the aforementioned Overnight.
Which reminds me. I need to remind myself to remind myself to bring those 20 thumbsticks for tomorrow. Or lots of people are going to kill me. Heh heh.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
RECORD!
Today, Mister Kink is a very happy man.
Boy. Guy. Whatever.
Anyway, what I was going to say was this:
HAHAA! I have a new personal best timing for showering!
Yes, you heard that right! 4.50 for me to take a complete shower (yes, with soap and all, you disgusting little bugger), towel myself dry, and change into clean clothes! That's 4 seconds faster than my previous timing!
That'll be 4.54, for those who can't be bothered to count. Pure win. And my next target is 4.45. I'll keep you updated, don't worry.
Now, on to other news...
I need a freaking to-do list. In this blog, if possible, so I can be reminded of what I do whenever I post. Cunning, eh?
Oh, and if anyone's interested, I am setting up a Dwarf Fortress succession game. Contact me for more details, of you're interested. Stay tuned for updates!
Boy. Guy. Whatever.
Anyway, what I was going to say was this:
HAHAA! I have a new personal best timing for showering!
Yes, you heard that right! 4.50 for me to take a complete shower (yes, with soap and all, you disgusting little bugger), towel myself dry, and change into clean clothes! That's 4 seconds faster than my previous timing!
That'll be 4.54, for those who can't be bothered to count. Pure win. And my next target is 4.45. I'll keep you updated, don't worry.
Now, on to other news...
I need a freaking to-do list. In this blog, if possible, so I can be reminded of what I do whenever I post. Cunning, eh?
Oh, and if anyone's interested, I am setting up a Dwarf Fortress succession game. Contact me for more details, of you're interested. Stay tuned for updates!
Saturday, February 13, 2010
So, How Rich Are YOUR Relatives?
Chinese New Year is coming. As of the time I write this: In 3.20 hours. Unless you take the China time as the 'official' start, though. Pity we can't stay up and do all that stuff we do for the normal new year, huh?
For all you non-Chinese out there: Enjoy your holiday! Read that book that you've always wanted to read, go out and really LAN without having to worry about tomorrow's homework, enjoy life!
For the rest, I have only one sentence of advice: Tomorrow, go out there, and make some money.
Happy Hunting.
For all you non-Chinese out there: Enjoy your holiday! Read that book that you've always wanted to read, go out and really LAN without having to worry about tomorrow's homework, enjoy life!
For the rest, I have only one sentence of advice: Tomorrow, go out there, and make some money.
Happy Hunting.
Friday, February 12, 2010
On The Universe.
All of us are names on the slate of existence, fated to be written into the book of the universe after its end. Everything that is has a reason, but what that reason is will only be known by its reader.
Everything is connected; nothing means anything on its own. We are a group of cells that decided that they would be better off together than on their own, and so they did. They multiply, they grow, and then, eventually, they wither. In between is a tangle of electric pulses that flash in a random order to simulate life.
This has a reason.
Knowledge is the enhancement of consciousness. The sum total of all knowledge that exists is the highest attainable consciousness. Nothing knows everything, except for the reader. At the end of the universe, consciousness will have reached its peak, and any unattained knowledge will cease. This holds true for all points of what we pretend to think of as time: Knowledge (and therefore consciousness) does not exist until it is attained.
This, too, has a reason.
Who writes the book? If the writer decides to rewrite our lives, who are we to stop him? What happens to the people whom he erases? Does anyone have a say in the text of his life? Does meaning have meaning if it is dictated? If the writer edits, what does the reader see? Why does the book exist?
Does this have a reason?
Everything is connected; nothing means anything on its own. We are a group of cells that decided that they would be better off together than on their own, and so they did. They multiply, they grow, and then, eventually, they wither. In between is a tangle of electric pulses that flash in a random order to simulate life.
This has a reason.
Knowledge is the enhancement of consciousness. The sum total of all knowledge that exists is the highest attainable consciousness. Nothing knows everything, except for the reader. At the end of the universe, consciousness will have reached its peak, and any unattained knowledge will cease. This holds true for all points of what we pretend to think of as time: Knowledge (and therefore consciousness) does not exist until it is attained.
This, too, has a reason.
Who writes the book? If the writer decides to rewrite our lives, who are we to stop him? What happens to the people whom he erases? Does anyone have a say in the text of his life? Does meaning have meaning if it is dictated? If the writer edits, what does the reader see? Why does the book exist?
Does this have a reason?
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Apologeese.
Firstly - nothing to do with a) flightless poultry, b) a certain math teacher, or c) gravitational force. Just liked the name, is all.
On, then. Number One: all my loyal fans.
*beat*
I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! I'LL NEVER LEAVE THIS SITE TO ROT FOR MORE THAN 48 HOURS AGAIN! HOW CAN YOU EVEEER FORGEEVE MEEE?!
Ahem.
Number Two: Rui Liang. Yeah, names don't bother me here.
Yes, I get what you're trying to say. No, I shouldn't have walked away. Yes, I get what you're trying to say again. No, I don't think you realized the exact sequence of events what happened. Yes, I freaking get what you are trying to say. No, it wasn't on purpose. YES, I GE-
See what I'm getting at there?
Number Three: Thinkquest peeps.
Look, I gave up Writer's Programme last year for Thinkquest, okay? Now this year I want to do something constructive with my life. Instead of, y'know, other people's lives. Really nothing I can do.
That about sums it up for this round, I guess. Tune in next time, or something.
On, then. Number One: all my loyal fans.
*beat*
I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! I'LL NEVER LEAVE THIS SITE TO ROT FOR MORE THAN 48 HOURS AGAIN! HOW CAN YOU EVEEER FORGEEVE MEEE?!
Ahem.
Number Two: Rui Liang. Yeah, names don't bother me here.
Yes, I get what you're trying to say. No, I shouldn't have walked away. Yes, I get what you're trying to say again. No, I don't think you realized the exact sequence of events what happened. Yes, I freaking get what you are trying to say. No, it wasn't on purpose. YES, I GE-
See what I'm getting at there?
Number Three: Thinkquest peeps.
Look, I gave up Writer's Programme last year for Thinkquest, okay? Now this year I want to do something constructive with my life. Instead of, y'know, other people's lives. Really nothing I can do.
That about sums it up for this round, I guess. Tune in next time, or something.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Here We Go Again.
So. Wheel of Time readthrough (or Let's Read, if you will). Let's start, shall we?
The backstory: This insane dude wanders through a mansion full of people that he killed, not even realizing the carnage. (He's the greatest hero in history, to give you an idea of how screwed this universe is.) An obviously evil guy comes up to him and grants him temporary sanity, after getting pissed off at the fact that he keeps on bugging his dead wife to get up and serve drinks. The dude (Lews Therin Telamon, for reference) starts screaming.
...and we cut to a guy called Rand al'Thor walking along the countryside with his father Tam, going to this town called Emond's Field. Well, trudging is a better word, since there's kind of a blizzard going on, but whatever. So far so good, but Rand gets as creeped out as f*** when he sees a dude in a black cloak on a black horse looking at him. His dad doesn't see it, hilariously.
So they enter the town (more of a village, really), and Rand starts hanging out with Mat Cauthon, one of his buddies. They talk cock for a while, then Mat mentions that he saw the black guy as well. The plot thickens. Oh, and we get introduced to Egwene al'Vere, Rand's Official Love Interest #1.
Lots of rumours in the town, including that some dude in some far-off place has declared himself the reincarnation of Lews Therin, or The Dragon for short. As The Dragon has been prophesied to be the one to destroy the world, this is a Bad Thing. Oh, and lots of strangers coming in for the town annual Spring Festival, Bel Tine. Yippee-do-ray.
Okay, that about wraps up Eye of th World, Chapters 1-2, as well as the Prologue. Do comment on my style, and suggest improvements. Thanks.
The backstory: This insane dude wanders through a mansion full of people that he killed, not even realizing the carnage. (He's the greatest hero in history, to give you an idea of how screwed this universe is.) An obviously evil guy comes up to him and grants him temporary sanity, after getting pissed off at the fact that he keeps on bugging his dead wife to get up and serve drinks. The dude (Lews Therin Telamon, for reference) starts screaming.
...and we cut to a guy called Rand al'Thor walking along the countryside with his father Tam, going to this town called Emond's Field. Well, trudging is a better word, since there's kind of a blizzard going on, but whatever. So far so good, but Rand gets as creeped out as f*** when he sees a dude in a black cloak on a black horse looking at him. His dad doesn't see it, hilariously.
So they enter the town (more of a village, really), and Rand starts hanging out with Mat Cauthon, one of his buddies. They talk cock for a while, then Mat mentions that he saw the black guy as well. The plot thickens. Oh, and we get introduced to Egwene al'Vere, Rand's Official Love Interest #1.
Lots of rumours in the town, including that some dude in some far-off place has declared himself the reincarnation of Lews Therin, or The Dragon for short. As The Dragon has been prophesied to be the one to destroy the world, this is a Bad Thing. Oh, and lots of strangers coming in for the town annual Spring Festival, Bel Tine. Yippee-do-ray.
Okay, that about wraps up Eye of th World, Chapters 1-2, as well as the Prologue. Do comment on my style, and suggest improvements. Thanks.
Friday, February 5, 2010
Of Matters Grammatical.
Hmmm. Lots of stuff to write over the next few days (or at least the weekend, I guess). Getting started on CRP (more on that later), the three 'articles' for Writer's Program (also later), and the CIP proposal for 01 (guess where I'm gonna elaborate, go on...).
CRP. If I haven't told you yet in an euphoric fit, I have convinced Ms Else Chew to let me do a comparative essay between Catch-22 and The Longshoreman of the Apocalypse. Read the links and you'll see why I'm so excited.
Yeah, a CRP essay with a freaking webcomic. It doesn't get any better than this.
Writer's Program. The thing I regretted missing the most during last year's Thinkquest, conveniently in the same timeslot. Touche. Well, I'm back, and they have asked me to make a portfolio of three creative works by next Thursday, and get it signed by my English teacher.
Altogether, now: Dun Dun DUUUNHH!!!
Well, it's not that bad, admittedly. Lots of ideas in my head right now, including a bedtime horror story and a jailbreak syndicate. Yes, I know, my imagination's screwed up.
CIP Proposal. I've already touched on this. What I need to do: change dates, chase people for stuff, and get a roster up. Simple enough, but with things like these there's always a catch. Now I just need to figure out what it is...
By the way, first Wheel of Time post going up tomorrow. Be prepared.
CRP. If I haven't told you yet in an euphoric fit, I have convinced Ms Else Chew to let me do a comparative essay between Catch-22 and The Longshoreman of the Apocalypse. Read the links and you'll see why I'm so excited.
Yeah, a CRP essay with a freaking webcomic. It doesn't get any better than this.
Writer's Program. The thing I regretted missing the most during last year's Thinkquest, conveniently in the same timeslot. Touche. Well, I'm back, and they have asked me to make a portfolio of three creative works by next Thursday, and get it signed by my English teacher.
Altogether, now: Dun Dun DUUUNHH!!!
Well, it's not that bad, admittedly. Lots of ideas in my head right now, including a bedtime horror story and a jailbreak syndicate. Yes, I know, my imagination's screwed up.
CIP Proposal. I've already touched on this. What I need to do: change dates, chase people for stuff, and get a roster up. Simple enough, but with things like these there's always a catch. Now I just need to figure out what it is...
By the way, first Wheel of Time post going up tomorrow. Be prepared.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
The Update.
So I got gibbed today by Mr. Yuen.
Well, not literally, of course, but when he was sitting there shouting at me I felt like there was a hole in my chest that was spewing out improbable amounts of blood, as well as some fragments of internal organs. Morbid.
'twas an interesting sight to imagine, though; I've never tried to picture a hole in my chest before. And I guess my imagination is much more vivid than Yiming's; he called it 'getting my throat slit'. Goes to show, huh?
Yeah, So We're going to reboot the whole specs collection thing. Hope we can get it right this time.
Anyway, on to more trivial matters. My dog ran through my house the other night and made off with 10 pineapple tarts, the little bastard. Freaking kill-stealer, and the worst part is that I can't steal HIS food in return. Why, the cunning little...
And then there are the two ongoing things I want to work on with this blog. One: a Wheel of Time walkthrough (gasp!). Yeah, I'm going to be commenting on The Wheel of Time series by Robert Jordan, as I read through it for the second time. Expect Snark. With a capital S.
Second is a Dragon Age: Origins playthrough. Can't say much about this, since I haven't finished my second one yet, but Once I finish this one, rest assured i will be trying it again, on Nightmare difficulty. Heh heh heh.
Well, not literally, of course, but when he was sitting there shouting at me I felt like there was a hole in my chest that was spewing out improbable amounts of blood, as well as some fragments of internal organs. Morbid.
'twas an interesting sight to imagine, though; I've never tried to picture a hole in my chest before. And I guess my imagination is much more vivid than Yiming's; he called it 'getting my throat slit'. Goes to show, huh?
Yeah, So We're going to reboot the whole specs collection thing. Hope we can get it right this time.
Anyway, on to more trivial matters. My dog ran through my house the other night and made off with 10 pineapple tarts, the little bastard. Freaking kill-stealer, and the worst part is that I can't steal HIS food in return. Why, the cunning little...
And then there are the two ongoing things I want to work on with this blog. One: a Wheel of Time walkthrough (gasp!). Yeah, I'm going to be commenting on The Wheel of Time series by Robert Jordan, as I read through it for the second time. Expect Snark. With a capital S.
Second is a Dragon Age: Origins playthrough. Can't say much about this, since I haven't finished my second one yet, but Once I finish this one, rest assured i will be trying it again, on Nightmare difficulty. Heh heh heh.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
...For Good This Time, Ya Hear?!
Okay, I swear: No internet for a freaking week is about as fun as a fish massage with piranha.
...no, I've never tried one. Why do you ask?
But I wanted to say something. Ah yes. My resolution to not leave more than 48 hours between posts, made less than 48 hours before my ill-fates disconnection. Great job, Murphy. Mum would have been proud.
Never mind that, though. Lotsa work to be done. The announcement slip (sent at time of writing, though), finding the RJC double headed eagle logo (don't ask), and sending Hubert a draft of my seal of approval.
Yes, WORK. Happy?
No, I've lotsa other stuff, don't you worry, okay?
...no, I've never tried one. Why do you ask?
But I wanted to say something. Ah yes. My resolution to not leave more than 48 hours between posts, made less than 48 hours before my ill-fates disconnection. Great job, Murphy. Mum would have been proud.
Never mind that, though. Lotsa work to be done. The announcement slip (sent at time of writing, though), finding the RJC double headed eagle logo (don't ask), and sending Hubert a draft of my seal of approval.
Yes, WORK. Happy?
No, I've lotsa other stuff, don't you worry, okay?
Friday, January 29, 2010
What a Miss.
...I suppose, after my absence, that renaming my last post "Ah'll Bee Baaackk" would be a little late, wouldn't it?
Anyway, Yeah, I'm back. As you might have noticed.
Finally realized how much cock I talk with Ming E when we are together. Here's a sample:
M: Hey, you know what? Today's Friday.
E (Astounded): Wha- You don't mean to say-
M (interrupts): And you know what that means? Tomorrow's gonna-
E (regains senses): NO! It's not possible! It was Friday only seven days ago!
M (counts on fingers, looks up): Gawd, you're right. What sorcery have you worked?!
...yeah.
No, the Energy Efficiency test was not worth talking about. Who actually cares what's the unit for mechanical efficiency?!
Anyway, Yeah, I'm back. As you might have noticed.
Finally realized how much cock I talk with Ming E when we are together. Here's a sample:
M: Hey, you know what?
E (Astounded): Wha- You don't mean to say-
M (interrupts): And you know what that means? Tomorrow's gonna-
E (regains senses): NO! It's not possible! It was Friday only seven days ago!
M (counts on fingers, looks up): Gawd, you're right. What sorcery have you worked?!
...yeah.
No, the Energy Efficiency test was not worth talking about. Who actually cares what's the unit for mechanical efficiency?!
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Intermission
So, apparently Mr. Yuen told me that the RInspire article needed to be modified a bit. According to him, I need to a) shorten it a bit and b) formalize it a bit, because it "reads like a blog.".
Oh, man. The irony.
Anyway, he gave me until monday to do it. Enough time to finish, i guess, even if the rest of today is gonna be split between kayaking and chinese tuition. Sucks.
Could be worse, though. Never forget that.
On a side note, I've finally given in, and started playing Dwarf Fortress. Getting over how much of a bitch the manual is to read, it's actually very in-depth and interesting. Kind of like all those other city-building games, but detailed to the near-microscopic level )which kind of makes sense, considering the ASCII art. Strangely addictive.
Kayaking's in 2.5 hours' time. Gotta dash.
Oh, man. The irony.
Anyway, he gave me until monday to do it. Enough time to finish, i guess, even if the rest of today is gonna be split between kayaking and chinese tuition. Sucks.
Could be worse, though. Never forget that.
On a side note, I've finally given in, and started playing Dwarf Fortress. Getting over how much of a bitch the manual is to read, it's actually very in-depth and interesting. Kind of like all those other city-building games, but detailed to the near-microscopic level )which kind of makes sense, considering the ASCII art. Strangely addictive.
Kayaking's in 2.5 hours' time. Gotta dash.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Finally, moving on...
Now that I've exhausted my list of miscellaneous (holy crap, I spelt that right on the first try) topics, let's turn our attentions to something on the actual list. Right. Venture Acts.
Hiok Yang and Amos as VTLs make for a pretty imba PT combo, I must say. Heck, Hiok and anyone would make a good combo, when it comes to that. Well, as I always say, it could be worse; we could have gotten Hiok and Francis or something equally sadistic.
Moving on. Monday's activity was Kite-flying, meaning that our PT was to run to Bishan Park 2 (via Marymount Road, about 2.4km in other words...), and then run back afterwards. Awesome, if I might say so myself, and I think I actually did better than during actual PE lessons. Lol. Kite flying was uneventful. We fixed 'em up about 20 minutes too late for the wind, which means lots of synchronized running up and down the field, looking like a group of human flight enthusiasts. It was fun, though, even though we had to run all the way back again afterwards. Heck, at least it saves the S$0.88, right?
Wednesday's activity was First Aid Lecture, which was actually a lot more useful than all the other lectures I've attended (including a 3-day one by St. John's... -.-), which means that I actually learnt something. Might have a shot at passing the Gold retest now. XD
Right. Then there was the Chief Commissioner's Award dispute. About the number of slots for Ventures (which, I concede, defeats the purpose of getting the CCA badge in the first place...). While personally, I've got no problem with letting the Sec 3s have a crack at it, My personal view is that they don't have the standards needed to pass.
Some might be yelling 'hypocrite' now, but let me assure you, my main motive for CCA isn't the glory or the badge.
REVENGE.
On that heartening note, I shall leave you to ponder more about... um... yeah.
Hiok Yang and Amos as VTLs make for a pretty imba PT combo, I must say. Heck, Hiok and anyone would make a good combo, when it comes to that. Well, as I always say, it could be worse; we could have gotten Hiok and Francis or something equally sadistic.
Moving on. Monday's activity was Kite-flying, meaning that our PT was to run to Bishan Park 2 (via Marymount Road, about 2.4km in other words...), and then run back afterwards. Awesome, if I might say so myself, and I think I actually did better than during actual PE lessons. Lol. Kite flying was uneventful. We fixed 'em up about 20 minutes too late for the wind, which means lots of synchronized running up and down the field, looking like a group of human flight enthusiasts. It was fun, though, even though we had to run all the way back again afterwards. Heck, at least it saves the S$0.88, right?
Wednesday's activity was First Aid Lecture, which was actually a lot more useful than all the other lectures I've attended (including a 3-day one by St. John's... -.-), which means that I actually learnt something. Might have a shot at passing the Gold retest now. XD
Right. Then there was the Chief Commissioner's Award dispute. About the number of slots for Ventures (which, I concede, defeats the purpose of getting the CCA badge in the first place...). While personally, I've got no problem with letting the Sec 3s have a crack at it, My personal view is that they don't have the standards needed to pass.
Some might be yelling 'hypocrite' now, but let me assure you, my main motive for CCA isn't the glory or the badge.
REVENGE.
On that heartening note, I shall leave you to ponder more about... um... yeah.
Is it? Am I? Aw, screw that.
So, I'm paranoid.
~~
Okay, now that people have had time to get over that, let me explain myself. No, I'm not joking, and no, I'm not just being paranoid that I'm paranoid (EDIT: Aw, dang, no recursion, please...).
Firstly, paranoid is a very nice word, it must be admitted. There's just something special about the word that I can't identify. Maybe it's the elegant para- prefix, which means, generally, 'not the same as'. Or it could be the second half, -noid, which, contrary to what theurbandictionary.com says, does not mean a f***wit. Because that entomology, seriously, makes no freaking sense at all. It's derived from greek, and means 'head'. Now THAT's appropriate.
Okay, next. So, what would lead me to believe that I'm paranoid? Well, firstly, that earlier example of recursion is a good point. Just thinking that you worry too much is perfectly fine in itself. However, when you take this up a notch and start worrying about worrying too much, yeah. You're probably over the edge.
To demonstrate this, let me give you an example. Say something has happened, and you immediately jump to the worst conclusion. What does one do after this?
The non-paranoid person says to himself "Hey, chum, you're worrying too much. Let it go."
while
The paranoid person says to himself "Hey, chum, you're worrying too much. Wait, hold on: Am I really worrying too much, or is my worry justified? On the other hand, I could be overreacting to a simple statement, but it's possible that... Aw, dangit."
Yeah. That's what's going on in my head. (No wonder I appear weird to other people, I don't even understand what going on in my own head.) Well, it's possible that I could just be insecure, given my bevy (ooh, another nice word) of identity crises, but make of that what you will.
And lastly, my trump card, for people who still aren't convinced: If I wasn't paranoid, I wouldn't have spent one whole longish blog post talking about it, wouldn't I?
QED, suckas.
~~
Okay, now that people have had time to get over that, let me explain myself. No, I'm not joking, and no, I'm not just being paranoid that I'm paranoid (EDIT: Aw, dang, no recursion, please...).
Firstly, paranoid is a very nice word, it must be admitted. There's just something special about the word that I can't identify. Maybe it's the elegant para- prefix, which means, generally, 'not the same as'. Or it could be the second half, -noid, which, contrary to what theurbandictionary.com says, does not mean a f***wit. Because that entomology, seriously, makes no freaking sense at all. It's derived from greek, and means 'head'. Now THAT's appropriate.
Okay, next. So, what would lead me to believe that I'm paranoid? Well, firstly, that earlier example of recursion is a good point. Just thinking that you worry too much is perfectly fine in itself. However, when you take this up a notch and start worrying about worrying too much, yeah. You're probably over the edge.
To demonstrate this, let me give you an example. Say something has happened, and you immediately jump to the worst conclusion. What does one do after this?
The non-paranoid person says to himself "Hey, chum, you're worrying too much. Let it go."
while
The paranoid person says to himself "Hey, chum, you're worrying too much. Wait, hold on: Am I really worrying too much, or is my worry justified? On the other hand, I could be overreacting to a simple statement, but it's possible that... Aw, dangit."
Yeah. That's what's going on in my head. (No wonder I appear weird to other people, I don't even understand what going on in my own head.) Well, it's possible that I could just be insecure, given my bevy (ooh, another nice word) of identity crises, but make of that what you will.
And lastly, my trump card, for people who still aren't convinced: If I wasn't paranoid, I wouldn't have spent one whole longish blog post talking about it, wouldn't I?
QED, suckas.
Spirit of Futility. Well, not quite.
I didn't actually think I'd be able to make the Dramafeste synopsis submission deadline, to be honest. Well, to be perfectly precise, I didn't, but that wasn't because of any fault on my part; Yahoo Mail screwed up and I had to use Hotmail. Setting a very bad precedent in the process.
Well, then I found out that it didn't matter, since I was the only one who submitted, other than Sean himself and Eugene Phua (wtf?). Kind of a pointless thing, if you ask me, but at least my conscience is clear. For once in my life, I will not be able to look at a piece of work that I could have contributed to but didn't, and go "I could have done better than that, why didn't I." Which is a good thing, I'd say.
On another note, I FINALLY got our Literature book, The Importance of Being Earnest, by Oscar Wilde, playwright, wit, and patron saint of Uncyclopedia. Haven't read it yet, though, except for the first 3 pages. Once again, defeating the purpose.
But at least I've got it done, eh?
On the other hand, Mr. Yuen wants to see me for the RInspire article that I did for, well, RInspire. Presumably tomorrow, I guess, since the reply email was sent at 8.30am this morning. Lol.
Well, then I found out that it didn't matter, since I was the only one who submitted, other than Sean himself and Eugene Phua (wtf?). Kind of a pointless thing, if you ask me, but at least my conscience is clear. For once in my life, I will not be able to look at a piece of work that I could have contributed to but didn't, and go "I could have done better than that, why didn't I." Which is a good thing, I'd say.
On another note, I FINALLY got our Literature book, The Importance of Being Earnest, by Oscar Wilde, playwright, wit, and patron saint of Uncyclopedia. Haven't read it yet, though, except for the first 3 pages. Once again, defeating the purpose.
But at least I've got it done, eh?
On the other hand, Mr. Yuen wants to see me for the RInspire article that I did for, well, RInspire. Presumably tomorrow, I guess, since the reply email was sent at 8.30am this morning. Lol.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
We Apologise for the Inconvenience.
So I was intending to lecture y'all poor listeners about leadership about now, but still need to do my freaking proposal for the thingy. Play. Drama Feste.
Yeah.
Yeah.
I resolve...
...not to leave blogs alone for 5 days ever again. Gives one a helluva lot to do when you finally get back.
And here I thought making a list of things to write about would be a good thing. Ah well. Catching up is good exercise, as they tell me. Or was that for running?
Never mind. On to the topics at hand!
(By the way, I'll be splitting up them posts, so as to aid labels and navigation.)
Firstly, kayaking. Specifically, 1 Star Kayaking on Saturday. Gee, is there ever a lot to say.
Lionel was late. As usual. Though Roy was later (!), which kinda sets a bad precedent for Owl PLs.
The instructor was a dude named Kim. Korean, by my guess. He wore this cool red two-sided backpack, and wore his sunglasses funny. I shan't elaborate.
Luchen, being the asshat that he is, dropped my glasses into the Kallang Basin while I was doing mysuicide capsize drill. No, no permanent harm was done to him, don't worry, but there's gonna be hell (or at least money) to pay. I had spare specs at home, anyway, so that was all right.
It is deeply ironic that I am forced to keep my old spectacles just 2 days before I take charge of a project dedicated to collecting them.
Then comes the epic part, I guess. So it ended at 5.15, and everyone changed/showered, emptied sand outta their shoes, and started walking to Kallang Leisure Park. Pretty standard stuff. And then I realized that I couldn't stay with the ventures and Sec 3s for dinner, so I decided to walk home.
Yep. Walk home. That's [counts] 7 MRT stations, dammit! What on earth was I thinking, walking back with wet shoes?
Well, the answer's 'not very much,apparently'. Hmph.
Which was beside the point. I only managed to walk as far as Macpherson (that's about 4 stops) before I realized that I needed to be home, like, negative 10 minutes from now, so I took the freaking 28 the rest of the way. Bah. Foiled.
Heh. At least I managed to walk about 5.5 km/h. Not bad for a dude with no company, and who has water leaking out of his shoes at every step, eh?
Yeah, that's about it for kayaking. More posts coming up, in I don't know how long!
And here I thought making a list of things to write about would be a good thing. Ah well. Catching up is good exercise, as they tell me. Or was that for running?
Never mind. On to the topics at hand!
(By the way, I'll be splitting up them posts, so as to aid labels and navigation.)
Firstly, kayaking. Specifically, 1 Star Kayaking on Saturday. Gee, is there ever a lot to say.
Lionel was late. As usual. Though Roy was later (!), which kinda sets a bad precedent for Owl PLs.
The instructor was a dude named Kim. Korean, by my guess. He wore this cool red two-sided backpack, and wore his sunglasses funny. I shan't elaborate.
Luchen, being the asshat that he is, dropped my glasses into the Kallang Basin while I was doing my
It is deeply ironic that I am forced to keep my old spectacles just 2 days before I take charge of a project dedicated to collecting them.
Then comes the epic part, I guess. So it ended at 5.15, and everyone changed/showered, emptied sand outta their shoes, and started walking to Kallang Leisure Park. Pretty standard stuff. And then I realized that I couldn't stay with the ventures and Sec 3s for dinner, so I decided to walk home.
Yep. Walk home. That's [counts] 7 MRT stations, dammit! What on earth was I thinking, walking back with wet shoes?
Well, the answer's 'not very much,apparently'. Hmph.
Which was beside the point. I only managed to walk as far as Macpherson (that's about 4 stops) before I realized that I needed to be home, like, negative 10 minutes from now, so I took the freaking 28 the rest of the way. Bah. Foiled.
Heh. At least I managed to walk about 5.5 km/h. Not bad for a dude with no company, and who has water leaking out of his shoes at every step, eh?
Yeah, that's about it for kayaking. More posts coming up, in I don't know how long!
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Testing...
Okay, got Steampad (whatever that means), now to see whether it works...
Link here.
EDIT: Okay, screw all this, I'll just ask Yen Ter tomorrow.
Link here.
EDIT: Okay, screw all this, I'll just ask Yen Ter tomorrow.
Alright, chums, let's do this...
Okay, been a while overdue, but...
Operation Pimp Mah Blog is a go!
(I've always wanted to say that.)
Operation Pimp Mah Blog is a go!
(I've always wanted to say that.)
First REAL Post, Suckers!
Although those last two unfortunate posts led to some unfortunate temporal anomalies, that's not going to stop me from continuing from this blog! Hah! I spit in the face of your wrath, clock!
...ahem. Right. I actually had a short rant on organized religion planned for this space, but I still have 194 words left on my RInspire article, lots of words left on my Moor House Dramafeste script, and an indeterminate number of words left for my work-in-progress fantasy Hero's Journey.
No, don't worry, I finally got MS Word, thanks to Gao Ming. Thanks, Gao Ming. Which reminds me to make a more comprehensive to-do list than the one currently 50 cm to my left (my post-it wall).
Well, that's all for now. Lots of interesting ideas for this blog, so watch this space!
Signing off,
Kink.
...ahem. Right. I actually had a short rant on organized religion planned for this space, but I still have 194 words left on my RInspire article, lots of words left on my Moor House Dramafeste script, and an indeterminate number of words left for my work-in-progress fantasy Hero's Journey.
No, don't worry, I finally got MS Word, thanks to Gao Ming. Thanks, Gao Ming. Which reminds me to make a more comprehensive to-do list than the one currently 50 cm to my left (my post-it wall).
Well, that's all for now. Lots of interesting ideas for this blog, so watch this space!
Signing off,
Kink.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
First Post!
Hey look, Edmund's made a new blog! Will it last longer than the last?
Well, enough of that. In keeping with the finest traditions of forum first posters all across the internet, let me be the first one to say (or write, rather): "First Post!"
EDIT: Oh, man. Goddamn thread ninjas.
Oh, wait. The dude that ninjaed me. It's me, isn't it?
Oh, shit.
Well, enough of that. In keeping with the finest traditions of forum first posters all across the internet, let me be the first one to say (or write, rather): "First Post!"
EDIT: Oh, man. Goddamn thread ninjas.
Oh, wait. The dude that ninjaed me. It's me, isn't it?
Oh, shit.
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