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...

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.

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.

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.

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?

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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 my suicide 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!