As it draws very very close to the EOHs (Ironic that we dread the EOHs like we dread the EOYs. >_>) , I would like to take some time and reflect on the time I have spent during the June Hols.
Stepmania: I somehow doubt a single person reading this blog SERIOUSLY actually wants to read up on the improvements I've made in regards to Stepmania. XD
Guilty Gear: Class outing sure has taught me some stuff on the usage of Ky and Venom. My Ky's definitely harder to fight now, my Venom? Depends. =) Also done a few more missions like Axl vs. Gold Kliff, Faust vs. Gold EX Dizzy. >_> SZ's done 20 more than me despite only having the game for 1 month >_>
Philosophy, life and youth: Managed to read up on two books altogether on this. Skimmed through the 2nd one though. The first book (Strictly on philosophy) has somewhat opened up my eyes a bit. The 2nd book? I can't say it did much.
Spiritual life: Somewhat improved. It's... hard to talk about this.
Homework: Done what I needed to do except for CRP/ERP because I never do those anyway >_>
SJAB: Learnt new commands, think that we're going to die for SJAB day still though. Sec 1s are horrendous and the Sec 2s aren't too much better. >_<
Let's take a look at the events going on now.
SJAB June Camp: Pretty fun. Shows a side of SJAB we don't usually see. Enjoyed it overall. A pity they don't intergrate it with the SJAB day practise though. Gives it more discipline yet has a balance of fun and discipline.
Class Outing: Very fun and enjoyable overall. Thanks everyone who went. Gives me faith in 1/2 of my class. =)
SJAB Day training: Ooh, that was stressful. But I think somehow we'll make it. We HAVE to make it, to be exact. >_<
Let's see whether other daily blog-readers who have their own blogs/LJs will do the same as me. =)
Sunday, June 26, 2005
Monday, June 20, 2005
Life, the Universe, and St. Johns.
"Outdrill. Outdrink. Outrun. Survivor, SJAB." --> JX (Kudos to him for coming up with that)
Bleah. SJAB Day's coming up. And as calculations go, we train 1 hour for each minute of the parade. Originally anyway. Now it's 44 minutes for each minute of the parade. Yeouch.
Anyway. SJAB is as usual quite stressful, but nothing we can't take (Except for the gruelling 1-3pm part of it). Interesting pre-lunch SJAB passes quite quickly. And it's not very hot either. That said, post-lunch SJAB is very VERY slow. Must be the heat and the standing around doing nothing or singing Mahjula Singapura. *sigh*
KW and I tentatively will be directly in front of the S2GEP, *Hinthint* So don't laugh at us >_>
That said, that might not happen >_>
Oh, and SJAB Day is going to be really bad. The Sec 1s can't march at all. The Sec 2s do better but screw up too. *sigh* 1/2 the S1s are jokers =\
Bleah. SJAB Day's coming up. And as calculations go, we train 1 hour for each minute of the parade. Originally anyway. Now it's 44 minutes for each minute of the parade. Yeouch.
Anyway. SJAB is as usual quite stressful, but nothing we can't take (Except for the gruelling 1-3pm part of it). Interesting pre-lunch SJAB passes quite quickly. And it's not very hot either. That said, post-lunch SJAB is very VERY slow. Must be the heat and the standing around doing nothing or singing Mahjula Singapura. *sigh*
KW and I tentatively will be directly in front of the S2GEP, *Hinthint* So don't laugh at us >_>
That said, that might not happen >_>
Oh, and SJAB Day is going to be really bad. The Sec 1s can't march at all. The Sec 2s do better but screw up too. *sigh* 1/2 the S1s are jokers =\
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
Quizzes
(Copying Michael here)
THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
1. Herrick
2. Herr
3. Demelong
THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:
1. Jokerus2001
2. Demel
3. Buz (Ah, nostalgia)
THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. Lack of abnormalities
2. Height
3. Physical strength (I can get a Gold at NAPHA if not for my constant vomitting in 2.4 o_O Well, then again, so can many of the S'porean readers here)
THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON’T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. Pimples >_>
2. Hair (Grows too fast, too hard to comb, and gets into a bad hair day far too often)
3. A certain part of my toe and my finger that has skin growing into a callus >_>
THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:
1. Chinese
2. Cantonese
3. Singaporean
THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
1. Girls.
2. Angsty people. (Ok, I hate them, not get scared of them, but I suppose it's more of a '3 things that I don't like' kinda thing)
3. Dogs.
THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
1. Internet life (Blog-surfing, webcomic reading, MSNing)
2. Music
3. Time for pondering
THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:
1. Jammies
2. Jammies
3. Jammies (>_> Hey, it's night here)
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS:
1. Nami Tamaki
2. T.M. Revolution
3. Megumi Hayashibara (Only 3 songs I know from her, though)
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS:
1. Destiny - Nami Tamaki
2. Zips - T.M. Revolution
3. Northern Lights - Megumi Hayashibara
THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:
1. Thought
2. Reason
3. Love
THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE -PREFERRED- SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:
1. Philosophical thought
2. Feminity
3. Ability to game >_>
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:
1. Writing/Blogging/Thought
2. Stepmania
3. Guilty Gear
THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:
1. Challenge my bro at monopoly and beat him
2. Finish my Hist ASAP
3. Arcadeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee................
THREE CAREERS YOU’RE CONSIDERING/YOU’VE CONSIDERED:
1. Philosopher (Read post below for the irony of this)
2. Writer
3. Professional gamer
THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:
1. Japan
2. Roychester, New York
3. Herrick, Illinois (Lol)
REAL 3. Australia
THREE KIDS NAMES YOU LIKE:
1. Demel
2. Riezz
3. Mera
(It's true! I like them! >_>)
THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
1. Have a family
2. Finally have a true spiritual relationship.
3. Understand a deeper level of philosophy.
THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL:
1. Shy.
2. Obsessive over anime.
3. Liking literature
THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY:
1. The arcade is my friend.
2. Very competitive.
3. Swordfighting.
THREE CELEB CRUSHES:
Please be serious >_>
THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
1. Herrick
2. Herr
3. Demelong
THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:
1. Jokerus2001
2. Demel
3. Buz (Ah, nostalgia)
THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. Lack of abnormalities
2. Height
3. Physical strength (I can get a Gold at NAPHA if not for my constant vomitting in 2.4 o_O Well, then again, so can many of the S'porean readers here)
THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON’T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. Pimples >_>
2. Hair (Grows too fast, too hard to comb, and gets into a bad hair day far too often)
3. A certain part of my toe and my finger that has skin growing into a callus >_>
THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:
1. Chinese
2. Cantonese
3. Singaporean
THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
1. Girls.
2. Angsty people. (Ok, I hate them, not get scared of them, but I suppose it's more of a '3 things that I don't like' kinda thing)
3. Dogs.
THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
1. Internet life (Blog-surfing, webcomic reading, MSNing)
2. Music
3. Time for pondering
THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:
1. Jammies
2. Jammies
3. Jammies (>_> Hey, it's night here)
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS:
1. Nami Tamaki
2. T.M. Revolution
3. Megumi Hayashibara (Only 3 songs I know from her, though)
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS:
1. Destiny - Nami Tamaki
2. Zips - T.M. Revolution
3. Northern Lights - Megumi Hayashibara
THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:
1. Thought
2. Reason
3. Love
THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE -PREFERRED- SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:
1. Philosophical thought
2. Feminity
3. Ability to game >_>
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:
1. Writing/Blogging/Thought
2. Stepmania
3. Guilty Gear
THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:
1. Challenge my bro at monopoly and beat him
2. Finish my Hist ASAP
3. Arcadeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee................
THREE CAREERS YOU’RE CONSIDERING/YOU’VE CONSIDERED:
1. Philosopher (Read post below for the irony of this)
2. Writer
3. Professional gamer
THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:
1. Japan
2. Roychester, New York
3. Herrick, Illinois (Lol)
REAL 3. Australia
THREE KIDS NAMES YOU LIKE:
1. Demel
2. Riezz
3. Mera
(It's true! I like them! >_>)
THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
1. Have a family
2. Finally have a true spiritual relationship.
3. Understand a deeper level of philosophy.
THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL:
1. Shy.
2. Obsessive over anime.
3. Liking literature
THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY:
1. The arcade is my friend.
2. Very competitive.
3. Swordfighting.
THREE CELEB CRUSHES:
Please be serious >_>
Philosophy
These days I've been thinking a bit. Since I've been trying to do everything except homework (And yet I still managed to do my Math, 1/2 my Lsc and read 1 CRP Book. That said, There's Hist *Dreading because of the darn WWI context*, 1 Chinese Book *Dread*, and 1/2 my Lsc *Not dreading since I could do 1/2 of it*. Of course, there's Lit too but I can pretend I don't know about it >_> and what's more it's justifiable >_>), I've read up on one philosophy book . It's a book that tries to show how various (Read: 30) philosophers' ideas could be placed in modern life.
That said, my question is that in this dying society, seriously, who cares about philosophy? The death of philosophy is near. Why? Because of its failure to integrate into human society. Of course, if it could, the world would be a better place, there would be 90% less angst in the world and blogs would actually become literature. Bah, fat hope, no one cares about how to stop, smell the plants, realize that the meaning of life isn't something to ponder about but to search for, understand the true meaning of 42, etc.
The complete irony of the situation is that there are 10,000 books on philosophy being published each year as a thesis from universities, and yet throughout each decade 99.9999% of them are either replicas of past philosophers or ineffective in today's society. The 0.0001% never get publicized enough to make it internationally to enlighten the world. IOW, only one book worth reading comes out every 10 years. That's immense assumption and speculation on my part, but hey, famous philosophers never came around annually, right?
Now back to the world. In a world that just refuses to accept philosophy as a way of life, it is just as difficult to see people who also accept religion as a way of life. But in reality accepting philosophy as a way of life is harder than accepting religion as a way of life because for religion you know it's worth it. Philosophy? Who cares now? Who knows here the true meaning of "God is dead" apart from those who actually bother to read on Nietzsche? Even in ACSI where they teach PoD they can get it wrong! Why is it that figarutiveness never applies to philosophy now? Humans have begun to require speed in every single thing. IM, SMS, International Calling, Broadband, they need a quick way through everything, even for answers. No longer can religion, science nor philosophy answer these people's questions anymore. They have become engulfed in the trend of speed, and can no longer stop to think and ponder and listen anymore. Such becomes the demise of philosophy: The failure to understand beyond the surface level of speech.
I suppose yes, an ironic society appears at this point in the views of philosophy, but once eliminated from the world the society is perfectly normal, as there is nothing to see irony in. If only people of the world now see that the quickest way isn't always the best, then perhaps the world could turn for the better. Till then, my hope in the world fades slowly.
Happiness? A way of life? Not anymore, Aristotle. Make way for the Gen-Y.
That said, my question is that in this dying society, seriously, who cares about philosophy? The death of philosophy is near. Why? Because of its failure to integrate into human society. Of course, if it could, the world would be a better place, there would be 90% less angst in the world and blogs would actually become literature. Bah, fat hope, no one cares about how to stop, smell the plants, realize that the meaning of life isn't something to ponder about but to search for, understand the true meaning of 42, etc.
The complete irony of the situation is that there are 10,000 books on philosophy being published each year as a thesis from universities, and yet throughout each decade 99.9999% of them are either replicas of past philosophers or ineffective in today's society. The 0.0001% never get publicized enough to make it internationally to enlighten the world. IOW, only one book worth reading comes out every 10 years. That's immense assumption and speculation on my part, but hey, famous philosophers never came around annually, right?
Now back to the world. In a world that just refuses to accept philosophy as a way of life, it is just as difficult to see people who also accept religion as a way of life. But in reality accepting philosophy as a way of life is harder than accepting religion as a way of life because for religion you know it's worth it. Philosophy? Who cares now? Who knows here the true meaning of "God is dead" apart from those who actually bother to read on Nietzsche? Even in ACSI where they teach PoD they can get it wrong! Why is it that figarutiveness never applies to philosophy now? Humans have begun to require speed in every single thing. IM, SMS, International Calling, Broadband, they need a quick way through everything, even for answers. No longer can religion, science nor philosophy answer these people's questions anymore. They have become engulfed in the trend of speed, and can no longer stop to think and ponder and listen anymore. Such becomes the demise of philosophy: The failure to understand beyond the surface level of speech.
I suppose yes, an ironic society appears at this point in the views of philosophy, but once eliminated from the world the society is perfectly normal, as there is nothing to see irony in. If only people of the world now see that the quickest way isn't always the best, then perhaps the world could turn for the better. Till then, my hope in the world fades slowly.
Happiness? A way of life? Not anymore, Aristotle. Make way for the Gen-Y.
Friday, June 10, 2005
Another random piece of writing
San Francisco
Fisherman’s Wharf; the place I was at, the next location for sightseeing. San Francisco was indeed much different from Singapore, and I ended up having to wear a jacket just to keep myself from suffering hypothermia. The wind was brisk but freezing, and came frequently. I could vaguely remember what a particular souvenir magnet I had bought said: “The coldest winter I ever had was a summer in San Francisco.” I reminded myself to add on more lip balm next time I went sightseeing in America. I slowly continued down my path past Pier 39, looking around and window-shopping.
The aroma of clam chowder and fresh seafood was the toughest temptation to resist, but I knew the hole in my pocket could not afford to grow any bigger. What a pity, the hotel was much too far away and it was absurd to take a cable car back. Their queues were as long as dragons one saw during Chinese New Year. Also, if I bought anything with the three dollars I had left I’d have to walk home (Three dollars was exactly the fare for the cable car which I would eventually have to take back). I continued to walk down the piers.
Just around Pier 35, I stopped after I glanced at something that caught my eye. Just across the road, an old man was sitting on a bench, shredding sourdough into small pieces and scattering them on the floor for the pigeons to eat. He seemed somewhat frail, and in his late seventies. Next to him I could see a cup and a cardboard sign, traditional signs of homeless folk.
Something suddenly crossed my mind then. Everyone there knew he was homeless, so why wasn’t there a single soul who was kind enough to give him a dollar, or even a quarter or dime? Yet I could not bring myself to take out my wallet and walk over to give him a small donation. Eventually the guilt overtook me. I knew that I didn’t have any money to spare on him, but at least I could provide him with some company. I looked around to make sure there were no cars or chariots, and moved across the road.
When I edged closer to him, I suddenly realized how many pigeons there were. Despite its size, surely one piece of sourdough bread alone was not enough to please them all! I felt rather lost in his motives. But he continued to scatter bread as if he had no purpose in life apart than to give to others. The pigeons bowed down in front of him, to accept and receive the blessing the old man had for them. Despite finding a hard means to talk to him, I decided to just start the conversation anyway.
“Excuse me, mister.” He turned around to look at me. “What’re you doing?” How typical a start to a conversation.
“Me? I’m just feeding these young ‘uns here. They really like this bread ‘ere, yea?” He seemed sincere enough. At least he wasn’t going to kill the conversation by chasing me away or something.
“But look at them, there’s so many! You couldn’t possibly feed them all full with just one piece of sourdough bread, right?”
“Listen, kid. Lemme tell yea a story. These ‘ere pigeons never really were appreciated by ‘em tourists. No one feels for these poor lil’ things, yea? These birds ain’t got much spunk left in ‘em, so no ‘un cares. Except for people like me. I ain’t got much spunk left in me either, so I know. You gotta help anyone who needs help, even if just a little bit. Then that way they help you. These pigeons won’t help me no matter how much sourdough I give ‘em, but hey, at least I feel happy about it, right? You have ta keep happy especially when yer homeless and old like me, ya? Treasure yer happiness, does wonders for ya. Treasure people too, ‘cause life’s… what’s that word again? Oh, yeah, evanescent. So anyway-”
“Ok, thanks, I get the idea.” I proceeded to take three dollars out of my wallet and put it in the cup next to him. He was shocked for a while. Three dollars must’ve been a lot to him.
He got back to reality after a few seconds, and smiled at me. “Thanks for the donation, kid.”
“It’s not a donation. It’s a tip.” He stared for a while, before understanding what I meant. I smiled at him again, then turned around and started to walk back to the hotel.
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Whee, new prose. Comments again, please. *Yes, the conversation isn't too good. I must improve my conversational prose.* And once again, I'm not too happy with this, but what the hey. After one or two rewritings, I'm sure it'll be better.
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
Class Outing
The class outing was pretty fun. Roughly 10 or so people went. Wait, lemme count again.
Wei Hua, SZ, Gid, Hen, Kevins, Darren, Peter, Boey, Myself, Shaun, JK, Cleon, Job, Bryan. 15 - 1 (Cleon's not from our class). Wow, that's 1/2 our class =)
Movie we watched ('cept for Kevins who watched Madagascar): H2G2, otherwise known as Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Pretty interesting. I personally preferred the book (And I'm sure many people do), though I will admit that the creating and resolving of the conflict was pretty interesting. Pity people who only watch the movie won't understand the importance of a towel. Btw, THE DOLPHIN SONG IS TEH AWESOME!~
Cleon and I skipped the lunch phase since two of us ate Nachos already during the movie. He had trouble after that because he ate all the cheese up even though it was curdled >_> So we went around walking to the food junction thinking people like Hen were there, and they weren't. Oh well, two of us head for the toilet anyway. Cleon finds a bag inside a cubicle. He asks me what to do with it, so I told him to go to the information counter. So we head for the information counter at B2 (we were at Level 6). Fill in the form, done. We head up to B1 and meet everyone. I decide to have a double cheeseburger from BK while I was at it. Hen comes, interrupts my waiting and tells me to walk to ZoneX while eating.
Then afterwards, we went to the arcade. Which one? ZoneX. DUH. >_> Cleon nearly vomits twice. Eating curdled cheese is bad for you. >_>
I head in, and first thing I see is Gid. o_O Gid asks me for my Tapz card, so I lend it to him. He ends up using my card multiple times throughout the day. >_> Hen, Gid, Zhang and I decide to race once. I was top =) Then Hen goes off. =/ A bunch of people crowd around Wei Hua at the Mushiking area. I decide to play DDR, after getting bored of looking at them. So Deep Heavy! I die midway. My explanation to Shaun and Kevin? Too full. =P
I go to the GG Isuka and GGXX area. Neither SZ nor Bryan were there o_O I bet they were in Star Factory or something. Anyway, they mysteriously appear after a while anyway. Musta appeared while I was playing DDR. I meet up with SZ and we see two strangers fighting on GGXX. Sol vs. Johnny. Johnny loses. SZ decides to take over (The other guy's a nice fella and lets him), and uses Johnny. Loses 2-1. Tries again. Loses 2-1 again. I give him the advice that he should just play May instead. He does and wins. Some time is spent on Sol constantly rechallenging May >_>
I decide to go to the Isuka area in the meantime and see random people playing. o_O Wei Hua, Bryan, Peter, Cleon, Darren, Kevin Wong, Kevin Low, Zhang, all of them were playing at certain times. >_> I remember for a point of time Zhang was leeching a free play off Wei Hua. I join in once or twice.
After a while, he gives up and leaves. Bryan, WH, and I occasionally pop in and challenge SZ just to lose >_> I tell him to quicken up with it so he could join us at Isuka.
I head for DDR in the meantime. I tried Maxx Unlimited Heavy. Guess where I died. MIDPORTION! I am better than I thought. o_O But I died anyway with bar hugging. So I went back to SZ and told him what just happened >_> Went to GG Isuka
I play by myself in Isuka for a short while as Venom. Wei Hua challenges me using Slayer. He loses. Muahaha. WH: "Hey Herrick, your Venom not bad eh!" He challenges me again using Sol. I beat him again. Then he uses Millia and I'm in a losing battle when Bryan joins in o_O Bryan takes a character I forgot whom. I think Sol. Wei Hua keeps targetting me >_> Apparently I'm too dangerous to be kept alone. Lol, Venom is a good char for long-range after all. I decide to leave and go back to GGXX. I see SZ still playing >_> After a while he's done. By then I got so bored I headed for DDR again.
SZ sees me there and Cleon too. They 'join' in. Kev Low watches from a distance >_> I clear all five songs, including Kakumei Heavy! WITHOUT BARS! Muahaha =) SZ gave up when I played that song. >_>
When we head for the Isuka area Gid comes and tells me to beat Bryan just to show he isn't pro. SZ and I decide to team up against them. We win, obviously. SZ vs WH and me vs. Bryan. Guess who won each category. The teamwork between SZ and I is kinda horrendous though, thanks to my screwed up strong Double Head Mormid attack >_> It flies past the first character and hits the 2nd o_O Ended up hitting SZ so darn many times >_>
More random playing, etc. SZ and I against stranger playing Ky. We lose due to our horrendous teamwork and me stealing SZ's life >_> I decide to leave and let SZ play by himself. After a while he beats Ky. Meanwhile the people watching SZ are confused as to where everyone else was. They were ready to leave since they thought the rest had gone. I knew where everyone was, of course. Watching Zhang play Mr. Samurai >_> Then next was Cleon playing Mr. Samurai. Had to give him a credit because he couldn't get his Tapz Card out in time >_> After a while, SZ, Cle and I head to GG Isuka and see that it was empty. so we play! SZ (Testament), me (Venom), Cle (Millia). Apparently I have a rule that I lose to Millia everytime. o_O Testament and I duke it out while Millia in the front is flying around going Lalala. Two of us are near-death and Millia has more than one bar left. >_> He pops in and kills off Testament. Cleon proceeds to shout (OH YEAH I BEAT SZ). I fight him with Venom. And I die because he has 5x my life. Cleon wins a fight between SZ, Cle and I. That was the worst fight I ever had >_> I challenge Cleon again with Venom alone AND I LOSE. DARGH THE HUMILIATION OF LOSING TO A LUST SHAKER SPAMMER. Wait, that vaguely reminds me of Wei Hua. Except WH had more skillz. So, the persistent and must-keep-honour fella I am, I challenge him with MILLIA. And I BEAT HIM GOOD! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Then I die quickly after to the com's 2v1 >_>
After a while I went to play TC3 and take over Boey (His Tapz card was faulty) and I used two credits. Argh. That's just to get from Stage 1 area 2 to Stage 2 Area 1. I died at S2A1 of course. *sigh* I am teh failures. But I got a higher score than Kev >_>
I went back to GGXX and I see SZ fight a Venom player. My gosh he was pro. First time I ever saw the Jump Install Warp in actual usage. SZ got creamed by him >_> What a humiliation. We sit behind and see another player come along. He uses Bridget and gets creamed by Venom as well. But that Bridget player stank. He doesn't even know the Roger protection barrier. >_> Not a single time did he use the yoyo >_>
Then we all headed for racing. I lost many many times >_> I went from being first for Expert to 5th out of 6. CAN YOU BELIEVE MY LUCK? That was the last 3 seconds too. *sigh* How humiliating to lose to everyone except JK >_>
We left after racing soonafter. Was talking to SZ about the Venom fight (He was rather shocked by it) and explained the Jump Install Warp to him. Apparently that's how he managed to cross-up SZ so often. o_O >_>
SZ lost to two people today: A Sol that was Sol-Sol, and a Venom that really proved lethal to SZ. (Ooh, those were bad puns.) We ended up talking about GGXX until Newton, where I left.
On the way out of Newton MRT, I saw what appeared to be a pickpocket. I just went past the gantry when he stood up and followed me. I gave him a glare and looked backwards just to tell him that I was on my guard. I guess he got the message since he went back to his spot. Went home after that. Happy day. =)
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I'm thinking of blogging on philosophy (Been reading a book about it recently) but none of you will get it >_> Oh well, there goes my idea. Cyaz next time!
Wei Hua, SZ, Gid, Hen, Kevins, Darren, Peter, Boey, Myself, Shaun, JK, Cleon, Job, Bryan. 15 - 1 (Cleon's not from our class). Wow, that's 1/2 our class =)
Movie we watched ('cept for Kevins who watched Madagascar): H2G2, otherwise known as Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Pretty interesting. I personally preferred the book (And I'm sure many people do), though I will admit that the creating and resolving of the conflict was pretty interesting. Pity people who only watch the movie won't understand the importance of a towel. Btw, THE DOLPHIN SONG IS TEH AWESOME!~
Cleon and I skipped the lunch phase since two of us ate Nachos already during the movie. He had trouble after that because he ate all the cheese up even though it was curdled >_> So we went around walking to the food junction thinking people like Hen were there, and they weren't. Oh well, two of us head for the toilet anyway. Cleon finds a bag inside a cubicle. He asks me what to do with it, so I told him to go to the information counter. So we head for the information counter at B2 (we were at Level 6). Fill in the form, done. We head up to B1 and meet everyone. I decide to have a double cheeseburger from BK while I was at it. Hen comes, interrupts my waiting and tells me to walk to ZoneX while eating.
Then afterwards, we went to the arcade. Which one? ZoneX. DUH. >_> Cleon nearly vomits twice. Eating curdled cheese is bad for you. >_>
I head in, and first thing I see is Gid. o_O Gid asks me for my Tapz card, so I lend it to him. He ends up using my card multiple times throughout the day. >_> Hen, Gid, Zhang and I decide to race once. I was top =) Then Hen goes off. =/ A bunch of people crowd around Wei Hua at the Mushiking area. I decide to play DDR, after getting bored of looking at them. So Deep Heavy! I die midway. My explanation to Shaun and Kevin? Too full. =P
I go to the GG Isuka and GGXX area. Neither SZ nor Bryan were there o_O I bet they were in Star Factory or something. Anyway, they mysteriously appear after a while anyway. Musta appeared while I was playing DDR. I meet up with SZ and we see two strangers fighting on GGXX. Sol vs. Johnny. Johnny loses. SZ decides to take over (The other guy's a nice fella and lets him), and uses Johnny. Loses 2-1. Tries again. Loses 2-1 again. I give him the advice that he should just play May instead. He does and wins. Some time is spent on Sol constantly rechallenging May >_>
I decide to go to the Isuka area in the meantime and see random people playing. o_O Wei Hua, Bryan, Peter, Cleon, Darren, Kevin Wong, Kevin Low, Zhang, all of them were playing at certain times. >_> I remember for a point of time Zhang was leeching a free play off Wei Hua. I join in once or twice.
After a while, he gives up and leaves. Bryan, WH, and I occasionally pop in and challenge SZ just to lose >_> I tell him to quicken up with it so he could join us at Isuka.
I head for DDR in the meantime. I tried Maxx Unlimited Heavy. Guess where I died. MIDPORTION! I am better than I thought. o_O But I died anyway with bar hugging. So I went back to SZ and told him what just happened >_> Went to GG Isuka
I play by myself in Isuka for a short while as Venom. Wei Hua challenges me using Slayer. He loses. Muahaha. WH: "Hey Herrick, your Venom not bad eh!" He challenges me again using Sol. I beat him again. Then he uses Millia and I'm in a losing battle when Bryan joins in o_O Bryan takes a character I forgot whom. I think Sol. Wei Hua keeps targetting me >_> Apparently I'm too dangerous to be kept alone. Lol, Venom is a good char for long-range after all. I decide to leave and go back to GGXX. I see SZ still playing >_> After a while he's done. By then I got so bored I headed for DDR again.
SZ sees me there and Cleon too. They 'join' in. Kev Low watches from a distance >_> I clear all five songs, including Kakumei Heavy! WITHOUT BARS! Muahaha =) SZ gave up when I played that song. >_>
When we head for the Isuka area Gid comes and tells me to beat Bryan just to show he isn't pro. SZ and I decide to team up against them. We win, obviously. SZ vs WH and me vs. Bryan. Guess who won each category. The teamwork between SZ and I is kinda horrendous though, thanks to my screwed up strong Double Head Mormid attack >_> It flies past the first character and hits the 2nd o_O Ended up hitting SZ so darn many times >_>
More random playing, etc. SZ and I against stranger playing Ky. We lose due to our horrendous teamwork and me stealing SZ's life >_> I decide to leave and let SZ play by himself. After a while he beats Ky. Meanwhile the people watching SZ are confused as to where everyone else was. They were ready to leave since they thought the rest had gone. I knew where everyone was, of course. Watching Zhang play Mr. Samurai >_> Then next was Cleon playing Mr. Samurai. Had to give him a credit because he couldn't get his Tapz Card out in time >_> After a while, SZ, Cle and I head to GG Isuka and see that it was empty. so we play! SZ (Testament), me (Venom), Cle (Millia). Apparently I have a rule that I lose to Millia everytime. o_O Testament and I duke it out while Millia in the front is flying around going Lalala. Two of us are near-death and Millia has more than one bar left. >_> He pops in and kills off Testament. Cleon proceeds to shout (OH YEAH I BEAT SZ). I fight him with Venom. And I die because he has 5x my life. Cleon wins a fight between SZ, Cle and I. That was the worst fight I ever had >_> I challenge Cleon again with Venom alone AND I LOSE. DARGH THE HUMILIATION OF LOSING TO A LUST SHAKER SPAMMER. Wait, that vaguely reminds me of Wei Hua. Except WH had more skillz. So, the persistent and must-keep-honour fella I am, I challenge him with MILLIA. And I BEAT HIM GOOD! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Then I die quickly after to the com's 2v1 >_>
After a while I went to play TC3 and take over Boey (His Tapz card was faulty) and I used two credits. Argh. That's just to get from Stage 1 area 2 to Stage 2 Area 1. I died at S2A1 of course. *sigh* I am teh failures. But I got a higher score than Kev >_>
I went back to GGXX and I see SZ fight a Venom player. My gosh he was pro. First time I ever saw the Jump Install Warp in actual usage. SZ got creamed by him >_> What a humiliation. We sit behind and see another player come along. He uses Bridget and gets creamed by Venom as well. But that Bridget player stank. He doesn't even know the Roger protection barrier. >_> Not a single time did he use the yoyo >_>
Then we all headed for racing. I lost many many times >_> I went from being first for Expert to 5th out of 6. CAN YOU BELIEVE MY LUCK? That was the last 3 seconds too. *sigh* How humiliating to lose to everyone except JK >_>
We left after racing soonafter. Was talking to SZ about the Venom fight (He was rather shocked by it) and explained the Jump Install Warp to him. Apparently that's how he managed to cross-up SZ so often. o_O >_>
SZ lost to two people today: A Sol that was Sol-Sol, and a Venom that really proved lethal to SZ. (Ooh, those were bad puns.) We ended up talking about GGXX until Newton, where I left.
On the way out of Newton MRT, I saw what appeared to be a pickpocket. I just went past the gantry when he stood up and followed me. I gave him a glare and looked backwards just to tell him that I was on my guard. I guess he got the message since he went back to his spot. Went home after that. Happy day. =)
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I'm thinking of blogging on philosophy (Been reading a book about it recently) but none of you will get it >_> Oh well, there goes my idea. Cyaz next time!
Saturday, June 04, 2005
Love
Sometimes, I feel rather annoyed at the trend of the teeniegoth.
1. They usually have a crush, but all are too scared to admit it, let alone tell it to the girl.
2. They always get depressed for some reason or another.
3. They try to be as hip as possible by getting things like mp3 players, colour handphones, branded clothes like Billabong or Quiksilver, and get depressed if one single component of the whole set is not present.
4. They like to slit their wrists. (Ok, this one's just a joke. Get the pun though? No.4 >_>)
5. They write teeniegoth teenieangst. It's the most painful thing to read. Evar. Ok, that's plain bias. Some of them are actually pretty well done.
6. They obcess with perfection. No perfection = angst.
7. Any problem they face = angst.
8. Anyone dislike them = angst.
Now we see a trend over here, now, don't we.
One example in real life I can see? Daniel. Seriously. Jun Yi too. Zhang is as well but that's only 1/2 the time.
Daniel and Zhang I say because they're always near the fricking top and they complain because they aren't top. Can't they just learn to be like Shaun and be content with their position if it's high? Not everyone is a genius at everything like you guys! Now stop competing with each other, it makes the mid-end feel worse.
Daniel has a crush. Everyone knows it, except the crush herself. Daniel refuses to say it. I want to smack him in the head, not because he's stupid, but because he'll regret that decision. I shan't further explain this. There are a few people on this blog whom I'd rather not talk about this to.
Daniel gets a colour handphone after whining about not having one. Now he whines about not having an mp3 player. Geez, all I have is a handphone, and its 'newest feature' is ringtones, dangit! My mom has an iPod mini (got as a present, most likely giving away again), my dad has colour handphones, my bro has a jukebox, I have a 3330 handphone. Do I complain?
Maybe I don't have his problems of people absolutely hating him, but I don't see why the heck he should get so upset over it! It's just quite stupid in reality.
*sigh* I can't believe Daniel got tops for Eng and he didn't learn a single life lesson out of that.
(If this sounds seriously unlike me, you don't know me too well, then. >_>)
*Sorry, it actually does sound a tad unlike me to flame someone like that. But I seriously feel I have a reason to, so I did. Sue me. >_>*
1. They usually have a crush, but all are too scared to admit it, let alone tell it to the girl.
2. They always get depressed for some reason or another.
3. They try to be as hip as possible by getting things like mp3 players, colour handphones, branded clothes like Billabong or Quiksilver, and get depressed if one single component of the whole set is not present.
4. They like to slit their wrists. (Ok, this one's just a joke. Get the pun though? No.4 >_>)
5. They write teeniegoth teenieangst. It's the most painful thing to read. Evar. Ok, that's plain bias. Some of them are actually pretty well done.
6. They obcess with perfection. No perfection = angst.
7. Any problem they face = angst.
8. Anyone dislike them = angst.
Now we see a trend over here, now, don't we.
One example in real life I can see? Daniel. Seriously. Jun Yi too. Zhang is as well but that's only 1/2 the time.
Daniel and Zhang I say because they're always near the fricking top and they complain because they aren't top. Can't they just learn to be like Shaun and be content with their position if it's high? Not everyone is a genius at everything like you guys! Now stop competing with each other, it makes the mid-end feel worse.
Daniel has a crush. Everyone knows it, except the crush herself. Daniel refuses to say it. I want to smack him in the head, not because he's stupid, but because he'll regret that decision. I shan't further explain this. There are a few people on this blog whom I'd rather not talk about this to.
Daniel gets a colour handphone after whining about not having one. Now he whines about not having an mp3 player. Geez, all I have is a handphone, and its 'newest feature' is ringtones, dangit! My mom has an iPod mini (got as a present, most likely giving away again), my dad has colour handphones, my bro has a jukebox, I have a 3330 handphone. Do I complain?
Maybe I don't have his problems of people absolutely hating him, but I don't see why the heck he should get so upset over it! It's just quite stupid in reality.
*sigh* I can't believe Daniel got tops for Eng and he didn't learn a single life lesson out of that.
(If this sounds seriously unlike me, you don't know me too well, then. >_>)
*Sorry, it actually does sound a tad unlike me to flame someone like that. But I seriously feel I have a reason to, so I did. Sue me. >_>*
June Camp
June Camp was rather interesting. Obviously far more fun than March Camp. However, I've already posted my views on the SJAB Forums so I shan't do it here. Instead, I'm just going to think of something to blog about next session, and look for a new picture. Not that I don't like this one, of course. This pic's my favourite of all that I've chosen, really =)
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After much bugging by people *Namely Gid, Juz, and Mike*, I decided to edit my earlier writing a bit.
A raindrop fell, quick and sudden, on my streaks of hair. Looking up, the skies slowly turned grey. A few students were running off back into the school compounds due to the rain. Evading nature like that; I knew better. Besides, they have umbrellas too, right? I saw a few more, coming from the field, complaining about how the rain had ruined their game and such. I stared at them silently, and took out my umbrella.
The sky continued to turn grey. And the rain began its descent on the land below.
I looked at life around me: These trees, this grass, these flowers. I recognized one of them to be the iris. Irises thrived in the rain, last time I remembered. I suppose I was the only one who knew anything about such the unrecognized flower.
The iris was a slightly pale purple, and remained steady, upright, even in the pressurizing rain. It stood up by itself, never falling to the will of nature. Yet it remained soft to the touch, and delicate as ever. Maybe this was why all bowed down to its true glory – even the rose. Perhaps such was the flower that none dare disrespect in rain. Indeed, the ceremony in royal purple was a sight to behold.
I looked now at the rose, and took it. Its thorns could now be seen, and the bloodstained sword now showed its true colours. The now dethroned flower, no longer as glorious and beautiful as originally, now drooped, awaiting for its death. As its last wish, I threw it on the roadside. In a manner of seconds a car came over and ran over it. The petals were now scattered along the roadside, the thorns spreaded out, the life destroyed. Slowly the rain washed the remains of a once-magnificent life into the drain.
I knew definitely that even if the rose had not been destroyed by Man, it would have been slain by the harsh and unforgiving side of Nature anyway. The iris continued to stay upright, never faltering.
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Still isn't too good in my opinion, but a slight improvement from last time. Comments as usual are definitely highly appreciated.
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After much bugging by people *Namely Gid, Juz, and Mike*, I decided to edit my earlier writing a bit.
A raindrop fell, quick and sudden, on my streaks of hair. Looking up, the skies slowly turned grey. A few students were running off back into the school compounds due to the rain. Evading nature like that; I knew better. Besides, they have umbrellas too, right? I saw a few more, coming from the field, complaining about how the rain had ruined their game and such. I stared at them silently, and took out my umbrella.
The sky continued to turn grey. And the rain began its descent on the land below.
I looked at life around me: These trees, this grass, these flowers. I recognized one of them to be the iris. Irises thrived in the rain, last time I remembered. I suppose I was the only one who knew anything about such the unrecognized flower.
The iris was a slightly pale purple, and remained steady, upright, even in the pressurizing rain. It stood up by itself, never falling to the will of nature. Yet it remained soft to the touch, and delicate as ever. Maybe this was why all bowed down to its true glory – even the rose. Perhaps such was the flower that none dare disrespect in rain. Indeed, the ceremony in royal purple was a sight to behold.
I looked now at the rose, and took it. Its thorns could now be seen, and the bloodstained sword now showed its true colours. The now dethroned flower, no longer as glorious and beautiful as originally, now drooped, awaiting for its death. As its last wish, I threw it on the roadside. In a manner of seconds a car came over and ran over it. The petals were now scattered along the roadside, the thorns spreaded out, the life destroyed. Slowly the rain washed the remains of a once-magnificent life into the drain.
I knew definitely that even if the rose had not been destroyed by Man, it would have been slain by the harsh and unforgiving side of Nature anyway. The iris continued to stay upright, never faltering.
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Still isn't too good in my opinion, but a slight improvement from last time. Comments as usual are definitely highly appreciated.
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