Guild Wars has taken over my life so far.
Tis good.
30 April 2006
28 April 2006
Good news, Bad news, and no news.
Good News: The Exams are over! Huzzah! I am free. My mind is free from all!
Bad News: I finished watching Farscape from beginning to end! Now there is nothing more for me to watch. =/ Man, Farscape is an awesome series. However, I did get the feeling that it was getting repetitive. =.
No News: Neutrality. I will be able to post more now. Expect the shitty stories to continue. First, with more Jacky, then with more Ruel. Perhaps, I will even continue Terrence!
Oh, my first mark game back.
78 for Math 101.
That's a 10% from from Math 100. =/
Bad News: I finished watching Farscape from beginning to end! Now there is nothing more for me to watch. =/ Man, Farscape is an awesome series. However, I did get the feeling that it was getting repetitive. =.
No News: Neutrality. I will be able to post more now. Expect the shitty stories to continue. First, with more Jacky, then with more Ruel. Perhaps, I will even continue Terrence!
Oh, my first mark game back.
78 for Math 101.
That's a 10% from from Math 100. =/
27 April 2006
XD @ TV
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/manchester/4947004.stm
Them people and their blaming Television.
XD
Them people and their blaming Television.
XD
Well, I'm done Farscape, up to the Season 4 Finale.
And let me just say that it has been a great ride. I love this show. It is brilliantly made, except for the cartoon episode.
Man, I wish they haven't cancelled it.
Man, I wish they haven't cancelled it.
Nintendo Penis.
If Nintendo had named the Wii, the Penis, how would you feel?
First, I'd say that's a really stupid move. What kind of a sick mind would want kids to play with the Penis? Fundamental Extremist Christians would boycott Nintendo's latest console... that's assuming they'd be interested in the Wii in the first place.
Other then that, what would the public say?
They'd say Nintendo has gone mad. The name reflects the leadership. If they can't even get a name right, how can they be expected to lead a company?
But what if it wasn't the Penis? What if they named it the Pesni?
People would think "Penis" first, while playing with their own. Yeah, it is still a bad name.
The Wii is a unique name. Remember, Nintendo is trying to get new players. They're trying to expand the market. A non-gaming adult would probably not be interested in a "Gamecube", or a "Playstation", or an "Xbox". The word "Wii" has no connotation to videogames at all! It is perfectly good in that respect!
However, I don't see the reason to throw away the "Revolution". That's a perfectly fine name with little to no ideas attached to Games.
First, I'd say that's a really stupid move. What kind of a sick mind would want kids to play with the Penis? Fundamental Extremist Christians would boycott Nintendo's latest console... that's assuming they'd be interested in the Wii in the first place.
Other then that, what would the public say?
They'd say Nintendo has gone mad. The name reflects the leadership. If they can't even get a name right, how can they be expected to lead a company?
But what if it wasn't the Penis? What if they named it the Pesni?
People would think "Penis" first, while playing with their own. Yeah, it is still a bad name.
The Wii is a unique name. Remember, Nintendo is trying to get new players. They're trying to expand the market. A non-gaming adult would probably not be interested in a "Gamecube", or a "Playstation", or an "Xbox". The word "Wii" has no connotation to videogames at all! It is perfectly good in that respect!
However, I don't see the reason to throw away the "Revolution". That's a perfectly fine name with little to no ideas attached to Games.
No, I'm alright.
I think I'll do alright.
Regardless, it'll all be over in 3.75 hours. Not really though, but my final exam = easy imo.
Huzzah!
Regardless, it'll all be over in 3.75 hours. Not really though, but my final exam = easy imo.
Huzzah!
26 April 2006
Oh no. My "Math 152" final.
Oh man. There is 11:30 hours before the final and I can feel nothing but badness about it. I don't think I'm prepared at all.
The funny thing is that I think that I know the later( and harder) stuff better than the beginning.
Linear Algebra = no thx.
The funny thing is that I think that I know the later( and harder) stuff better than the beginning.
Linear Algebra = no thx.
This is what you get when you listen to Podcasts
It take guts to kill yourself.
I'm gonna get out of the gutter. I'm gonna get my shit together I mean, I tried the noose. I tried the bullet, and I tried the blade, but each fucking time I was too much of a fucking coward to go through with it.Can we not write on top of you? I think we should get to the women with 9 +1/2 fingers
Well, I have this dermatologist.
I had my freckles enlarged. He sucked all of my dead skin in a vacuum bag. He said it was like a face pealer
After being trapped in this white fucking skin... I'm not coming back again. It is like the bible opened up to Romans 1. If you can imagine a sword sticking in your guts and twisting it. I was always seeking my mother's approval, but I never got it. Then one day, he showed me Lot's wife. He turned around and took my thoughts captive. This is what I see when I see women who are immobilized by the past.
And that is what has kept me going forward.
He has healed me from being a woman who feels she should have been born as a man to being truly feminine
Sure, I still feel big and clunky, but...
25 April 2006
Why won't this whore leave?
This lady, a "friend" of the family, has been visiting every single day for the last week, ever since she came back from Hong Kong. What a whore! Go find some friends, seriously.
I'd post pictures, but she is too ugly for me to want to take a picture. This lady is like "I'm not giving any inheritance to my son if he marries that white girl."
I hate racists.
I'd post pictures, but she is too ugly for me to want to take a picture. This lady is like "I'm not giving any inheritance to my son if he marries that white girl."
I hate racists.
Not life safe.
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/Nephilm/11407453274972ee.jpg
That makes me feel so angry. I'd totally kick the guy's nuts.
That makes me feel so angry. I'd totally kick the guy's nuts.
It is disgusting.
Ugh. The test was horrible. I think I completely failed.
Not really, but I probably got around 75%. That's definitely going to drop my marks.
I have just two more exams. The first one is Math152, a course that I completely don't know how to do. For crying out loud, I only got 50% on the first midterm. The second one, I got 75%.
Personally, I'm not that happy. I am just not doing anything. I hereby challenge myself to go do something fun.
Not really, but I probably got around 75%. That's definitely going to drop my marks.
I have just two more exams. The first one is Math152, a course that I completely don't know how to do. For crying out loud, I only got 50% on the first midterm. The second one, I got 75%.
Personally, I'm not that happy. I am just not doing anything. I hereby challenge myself to go do something fun.
24 April 2006
Pure Genius.
How long SHOULD you wait till you have sex with a new girlfriend?
Expecially if its the last thing on both your minds...1 week? 1 month? Whats normal?
Any experience from you guys?
If you had time to say hello. It's already too late.
Wait a minute. I'm not responsible for all this, right?
Ruel is having the time of his life. Having been here in this pre-historic time for over 3 months now, he has come to enjoy this life. Food is plentiful. The environment is clean. The neighbours are all inherently kind.
Sure, there weren't any televisions, radios, internet, games, electricity, stoves, microwaves, music, cars, guns, softdrinks, beer, books, fun, refridgerators, or condiments, but life isn't about those things. He has these new friends now who will do what he says. These people actually respect him. Of course, Ruel is like from ten thousand years in the future. In these three months, he has transformed these cave dwellers into productive individuals. They no longer lived in caves, but in little huts in the forest. They had a primitive language of limited vocabulary. They also had names.
It is a perfect society with a competant ruler. No, there wasn't any dissent or disagreements because everyone had perfect faith in Ruel.
Ruel learned to live with these people, even though they were black. After living with these people for three months, all of his racist tendencies have gone away...
Having played Age of Empire, Ruel knows that food is the first major concern. The local deer supply is plentiful, but it will run out. Farming is the way to go. Already, he has a whole garden of apple sproutlings. In a couple of years, his garden will be paradise.
Now, Ruel is just relaxing in his grand hut. He has manufactured a primitive aquaduct for water from the well. Everything is perfect. After a couple of hours of relaxation, he goes out to the great outdoors to instruct his villiagers of how to make various objects. Whatever he says, they do. If he wants them to make cotton, the villiagers would farm. If he wants deer meat, they'd get him some.
Ruel: Life is good.
Sure, there weren't any televisions, radios, internet, games, electricity, stoves, microwaves, music, cars, guns, softdrinks, beer, books, fun, refridgerators, or condiments, but life isn't about those things. He has these new friends now who will do what he says. These people actually respect him. Of course, Ruel is like from ten thousand years in the future. In these three months, he has transformed these cave dwellers into productive individuals. They no longer lived in caves, but in little huts in the forest. They had a primitive language of limited vocabulary. They also had names.
It is a perfect society with a competant ruler. No, there wasn't any dissent or disagreements because everyone had perfect faith in Ruel.
Ruel learned to live with these people, even though they were black. After living with these people for three months, all of his racist tendencies have gone away...
Having played Age of Empire, Ruel knows that food is the first major concern. The local deer supply is plentiful, but it will run out. Farming is the way to go. Already, he has a whole garden of apple sproutlings. In a couple of years, his garden will be paradise.
Now, Ruel is just relaxing in his grand hut. He has manufactured a primitive aquaduct for water from the well. Everything is perfect. After a couple of hours of relaxation, he goes out to the great outdoors to instruct his villiagers of how to make various objects. Whatever he says, they do. If he wants them to make cotton, the villiagers would farm. If he wants deer meat, they'd get him some.
Ruel: Life is good.
22 April 2006
Well, that was fun. More grumpyness next tuesday.
I liked the exam. It was easy. Of course, it was an open book exam.
So far, my first two tests seem to be favourable to me. The next three will be harder. =/
So far, my first two tests seem to be favourable to me. The next three will be harder. =/
Fuck you.
It is 7:00 and I'm about to leave my house to write my exam. This is bullshit. Writing a test on Saturday at 8:30? BULLSHIT.
I should be sleeping, not driving to school.
Ugh.
Ugh.
Ugh.
Just, Ugh.
I should be sleeping, not driving to school.
Ugh.
Ugh.
Ugh.
Just, Ugh.
21 April 2006
Teenage WildLife
It was the first time Le Jacky has been able to sleep in over six and a half days. His mind is willing to continue to work, but his body simply hasn't been able to keep up. Oh, who's kidding who? His mind wasn't willing either.
That's why Le Jacky started his camp fire. He was cold, and his body wanted heat. What he didn't expect to do was fall asleep so quickly. The instant he shut his eyes, he fell asleep.
Now, a sleeping Le Jacky is being watched from a distance by the honorable Guard 1. Le Jack doesn't know. He couldn't know. Le Jacky was dreaming about race cars, and flight attendants, not about prehistorical junk that doesn't or shouldn't exist. He dreamt of his friends: Terrence, Ruel, Jason Eve, and many others. It had been so long since he was with them and his family. Oh, he misses his brother so much.
Now, the guard is visibly in front of the flame. The waves of heat and light radiate off of Le Jacky's armour onto Guard1's face. He welcomed it.
Now, the silent assassin takes his knife, and puts it against Le Jacky's face.
Le Jacky is still dreaming of his brother. They had so much respect for each other. So much that the brother has become a role model for him.
The Assassin only flinched once, and then he lets the dagger slide across the veins on the neck. It wasn't a massive cut, but it is enough for him to bleed to death.
Le Jacky senses the cut almost immediately. Instinctively, he pulls away the dagger and stabs it onto the still naked guard. This time, the guard dies.
Unfortunately for Le Jacky, it seems like his life is about to end. He lies on the ground, with his life blood draining away from his veins. He tried to apply force on it, to try to keep the blood from seeping out, but it isn't enough.
That's why Le Jacky started his camp fire. He was cold, and his body wanted heat. What he didn't expect to do was fall asleep so quickly. The instant he shut his eyes, he fell asleep.
Now, a sleeping Le Jacky is being watched from a distance by the honorable Guard 1. Le Jack doesn't know. He couldn't know. Le Jacky was dreaming about race cars, and flight attendants, not about prehistorical junk that doesn't or shouldn't exist. He dreamt of his friends: Terrence, Ruel, Jason Eve, and many others. It had been so long since he was with them and his family. Oh, he misses his brother so much.
Now, the guard is visibly in front of the flame. The waves of heat and light radiate off of Le Jacky's armour onto Guard1's face. He welcomed it.
Now, the silent assassin takes his knife, and puts it against Le Jacky's face.
Le Jacky is still dreaming of his brother. They had so much respect for each other. So much that the brother has become a role model for him.
The Assassin only flinched once, and then he lets the dagger slide across the veins on the neck. It wasn't a massive cut, but it is enough for him to bleed to death.
Le Jacky senses the cut almost immediately. Instinctively, he pulls away the dagger and stabs it onto the still naked guard. This time, the guard dies.
Unfortunately for Le Jacky, it seems like his life is about to end. He lies on the ground, with his life blood draining away from his veins. He tried to apply force on it, to try to keep the blood from seeping out, but it isn't enough.
Demons, I did not face = (
No, I didn't face my demons.
However, I did have a weird dream. It was like facing another one of my demons.
I dislike bugs. I am not afraid of them, I just don't like it when insects are crawling on me. Everyone can understand that, right? It is just this strange eerie feeling I have when bugs are crawling on me. Ugh.
Anyways, in the dream, it was summer, and I was somehow (for some reason) outside. Yes, I was outside my house. Not only that, but there were swarms of insects buzzing around. I think there was a fire, and I had to escape through this crack. No problem, right? No problem except that the crack had ridiculous ammounts of spider webs. I tried getting them off with a stick, but they seem to stay on the web. Yeah, sure. Some of the webs got stuck to the stick, but there were still some webbings left. I just couldn't get them all off, so I just went through.
Once on the other side, I found that I had a big spider of sorts on my back, between my flesh and my shirt. I took off my shirt (woo!) to try and get them off. It was being a damned bastard. It just didn't want to get off of my back. The End.
Wow, that was a great story.
However, I did have a weird dream. It was like facing another one of my demons.
I dislike bugs. I am not afraid of them, I just don't like it when insects are crawling on me. Everyone can understand that, right? It is just this strange eerie feeling I have when bugs are crawling on me. Ugh.
Anyways, in the dream, it was summer, and I was somehow (for some reason) outside. Yes, I was outside my house. Not only that, but there were swarms of insects buzzing around. I think there was a fire, and I had to escape through this crack. No problem, right? No problem except that the crack had ridiculous ammounts of spider webs. I tried getting them off with a stick, but they seem to stay on the web. Yeah, sure. Some of the webs got stuck to the stick, but there were still some webbings left. I just couldn't get them all off, so I just went through.
Once on the other side, I found that I had a big spider of sorts on my back, between my flesh and my shirt. I took off my shirt (woo!) to try and get them off. It was being a damned bastard. It just didn't want to get off of my back. The End.
Wow, that was a great story.
20 April 2006
My first Final, but definitely not my last final.
It begins tomorrow, which means that I have to sleep early. Yargh, that sucks.
I guess I know enough, but I'll have to show up tomorrow to find out. I might be woefully inadequete.
Whatever's the case, I'll finally be facing my personal demons tomorrow. I can't say what it is, but I am scared and excited. It has haunted me for the last eight years. It is the first step.
The problem is one of those things where once it starts, it is difficult to talk about it. Tomorrow will be the end of it, so that's good.
I guess I know enough, but I'll have to show up tomorrow to find out. I might be woefully inadequete.
Whatever's the case, I'll finally be facing my personal demons tomorrow. I can't say what it is, but I am scared and excited. It has haunted me for the last eight years. It is the first step.
The problem is one of those things where once it starts, it is difficult to talk about it. Tomorrow will be the end of it, so that's good.
Wait a minute. You're not diseased people. You're Cavemen.
Ruel is having the most fantastical dream ever. He wakes up in a damp cave, completely mobile and safe. He sees cave-people, of both male and female variety. These cave people are black. Ruel doesn't know if he likes that at all!
When he speaks his perfect Mexican (because Mexican is a language), the cave people don't understand. They just started clicking their tongues and dancing.
Ruel: Look, guys, I don't understand you.
The cave people don't care. They just started clicking and dancing louder. Ruel finally just snaps his fingers.
It worked! All the cave-people just stopped. Ruel exclaims "Huzzah!", but they were all suddenly frightened. All of their attention now rests at Ruel. Suddenly, Ruel doesn't feel safe with his futuristic clothing from the beginning of the 21st Century. He feels like somebody will rob him. He just clicks his tongue against his palate, and exclaimed : "Look, don't rob me, okay?"
They were filled with awe. These people haven't heard of a real language before this. Now that they have heard the english language, they want to be literate (somehow, these thoughts connect.)
Ruel is their master now. He has their full attention. A whole cave-full of cave-people is at his disposal.
Oh, this isn't a dream.
When he speaks his perfect Mexican (because Mexican is a language), the cave people don't understand. They just started clicking their tongues and dancing.
Ruel: Look, guys, I don't understand you.
The cave people don't care. They just started clicking and dancing louder. Ruel finally just snaps his fingers.
It worked! All the cave-people just stopped. Ruel exclaims "Huzzah!", but they were all suddenly frightened. All of their attention now rests at Ruel. Suddenly, Ruel doesn't feel safe with his futuristic clothing from the beginning of the 21st Century. He feels like somebody will rob him. He just clicks his tongue against his palate, and exclaimed : "Look, don't rob me, okay?"
They were filled with awe. These people haven't heard of a real language before this. Now that they have heard the english language, they want to be literate (somehow, these thoughts connect.)
Ruel is their master now. He has their full attention. A whole cave-full of cave-people is at his disposal.
Oh, this isn't a dream.
19 April 2006
Worst Ideas Ever.
Even though my story completely sucks ass, reading this made me feel so much better.
http://boards.gamefaqs.com/gfaqs/genmessage.php?board=241&topic=27519344
And of course, the answer is:
The thing is that with a good enough writer, I can see this transformed into a movie.
http://boards.gamefaqs.com/gfaqs/genmessage.php?board=241&topic=27519344
Jupasto
Posted 4/11/2006 9:05:19 PM
Okay, my idea is basically this: A boy named Quetzacotyl Robespierre is immune to temperature. Now there's this scientist who's of the opinion that the sun should be destroyed and so he's built a machine that will destroy the sun.
So QR has to stop the scientist's machine by going into the sun.
When someone asks " do you possibly think you have the scientific knowledge to explain how someone could be "immune to temperature"?", the creator responds:Posted 4/11/2006 9:05:19 PM
Okay, my idea is basically this: A boy named Quetzacotyl Robespierre is immune to temperature. Now there's this scientist who's of the opinion that the sun should be destroyed and so he's built a machine that will destroy the sun.
So QR has to stop the scientist's machine by going into the sun.
Of course I do. And you're going to feel really stupid when you hear it.
And of course, the answer is:
A magic crystal.
And no, this isn't a joke. This is the second time that the person has posted this.The thing is that with a good enough writer, I can see this transformed into a movie.
Tiberium Twilight
http://planetcnc.gamespy.com/View.php?view=POTD.Detail&id=1688
http://darkzero.co.uk/news.php?newsid=9354
I just hope that they don't FUCK it up. EA mustn't ruin the story.
http://darkzero.co.uk/news.php?newsid=9354
I just hope that they don't FUCK it up. EA mustn't ruin the story.
18 April 2006
Beer: Kokanee vs Monty Python's Holy GRAIL ALE
Kokanee:
It is easy to drink. I had no problem with the feel of the drink at all. The problem is that it doesn't taste like much at all. I mean, it kind of feels like drinking slightly flavoured water.
These things are cheap though, so if you really want to get wasted without spending a lot of money, you can buy this. This is entirely forgetable though.
Monty Python's Holy Grail Ale:
Oy, it definitely isn't as easy as the one above. But, I can guarentee that this will give more of a reaction when you drink it. Over all though, I wouldn't buy it again. I would drink if free though.
---
Well, I'm all out of beer. I don't think I'll be casually drinking any of these any time soon. My faith in Beer after trying 6(?) has been overall bad. The next time I buy, it will be for the harder stuff.
It is easy to drink. I had no problem with the feel of the drink at all. The problem is that it doesn't taste like much at all. I mean, it kind of feels like drinking slightly flavoured water.
These things are cheap though, so if you really want to get wasted without spending a lot of money, you can buy this. This is entirely forgetable though.
Monty Python's Holy Grail Ale:
Oy, it definitely isn't as easy as the one above. But, I can guarentee that this will give more of a reaction when you drink it. Over all though, I wouldn't buy it again. I would drink if free though.
---
Well, I'm all out of beer. I don't think I'll be casually drinking any of these any time soon. My faith in Beer after trying 6(?) has been overall bad. The next time I buy, it will be for the harder stuff.
Fashion.
The dagger was right in front of him, in the mud.
Guard 1: Now, I have a weapon. It is time to finish the business. He should have never let me live.
Although Le Jacky is only minutes away, the guard's weakened ankle will impeded the travel. However, once Le Jacky takes a break, the guard can easily go up to him and end his life. There is no greater reward for the guard than to kill the enemy of the great Chancellor.
There is no greater honour than to rout enemies who would only seek destruction. In his all naked fashion, he boldly goes forward.
On his way to the Capital, there was a strange silence. No, there were not a single guard or patrol. It seems like everyone had gone away.
I mean, they should have seen guards patroling every three hours, but there isn't anybody out there. The Guard 1 will have to do it himself. If he can single-handedly destroy this evil demon, he'd save his people and their future. That's only if the Guard 1 isn't too late.
Later that night, in the cold cold climate, the Guard finally reaches the invader. The sky was clear without a cloud. The crescent moon signifies a sharp victory. He was resting with near a warm fire, right in the middle of the field. What an idiot! The wide open flames would reveal his location to everyone, not to mention the high pillar of smoke. Why hasn't anyone else intercepted him already? He will find out later. Right now, he needs to end this miserable creature.
Guard 1: Now, I have a weapon. It is time to finish the business. He should have never let me live.
Although Le Jacky is only minutes away, the guard's weakened ankle will impeded the travel. However, once Le Jacky takes a break, the guard can easily go up to him and end his life. There is no greater reward for the guard than to kill the enemy of the great Chancellor.
There is no greater honour than to rout enemies who would only seek destruction. In his all naked fashion, he boldly goes forward.
On his way to the Capital, there was a strange silence. No, there were not a single guard or patrol. It seems like everyone had gone away.
I mean, they should have seen guards patroling every three hours, but there isn't anybody out there. The Guard 1 will have to do it himself. If he can single-handedly destroy this evil demon, he'd save his people and their future. That's only if the Guard 1 isn't too late.
Later that night, in the cold cold climate, the Guard finally reaches the invader. The sky was clear without a cloud. The crescent moon signifies a sharp victory. He was resting with near a warm fire, right in the middle of the field. What an idiot! The wide open flames would reveal his location to everyone, not to mention the high pillar of smoke. Why hasn't anyone else intercepted him already? He will find out later. Right now, he needs to end this miserable creature.
17 April 2006
You could have been so much better.
I don't think I'm ready, and that's because I've been screwing around and not studying.
Friday is my first exam.
Tomorrow, I'll spend my day at UBC studying for PHysics 153. Wednesday, I'll do half Math152/ Half Physics 170. On Thursday, I'll spend the day working on Math 101 (for the exam on Friday). The remainder of the time, I'll go back to Physics 170 (for the exam on Saturday.)
Sunday and Monday will be for Physics 153. Tuesday is the next exam.
Looks like it'll be a busy week.
Friday is my first exam.
Tomorrow, I'll spend my day at UBC studying for PHysics 153. Wednesday, I'll do half Math152/ Half Physics 170. On Thursday, I'll spend the day working on Math 101 (for the exam on Friday). The remainder of the time, I'll go back to Physics 170 (for the exam on Saturday.)
Sunday and Monday will be for Physics 153. Tuesday is the next exam.
Looks like it'll be a busy week.
Ashes to Ashes
With a smile on his face, Le Jacky starts taking off the unconscious guard's clothes. Soon, Le Jacky stood naked in front of the other naked body in front of him. He stood there for a moment, to enjoy the scenery before he begins. This is the first time he had done something like this.
Le Jacky takes all the armor from the guard, and dons it upon himself. He is going to rush towards the capital and kill the King. In this disguise, nobody would find him. What about the guard? Oh. Le Jacky can't have him go and expose the secret about the encounter. He mustn't be found, dead or alive. The only way for this to happen is if Le Jacky ate the guard, digested it, and pooped him out.
So there Le Jacky was, with his mouth opened wide, trying to put the arm into his mouth, when the guard wakes up.
Guard 1: Woah there!
He takes five steps back and goes into a defensive karate mode.
Le Jacky: Shit, you're supposed to be dead.
Guard 1: Woah there, what the fuck are you doing?
Le Jacky: I'm going to have to kill you.
Guard 1: Fuck no.
The guard quickly dodges an attack from Le Jacky, but slips onto the grass.
Le Jacky screams in a maniacal voice. " Prepare for your death."
Guard 1 : Fuck no.
The guard quickly rolls over from the attack, but he rolls into a muddy patch of grass.
Le Jacky stares at his muddy naked frame and was filled with rage. "Never again!" Le Jacky takes out the dagger from the armor, and stabs the Guard 1.
Guard 1: No!
The dagger point didn't peirce the skin of the naked man. Instead, the mud, along with the rolling movements of the guard, made the skin somewhat impervious to daggers.
Le Jacky: Fine. You don't die. Just don't go back to the capital yet. I have to kill your King.
Le Jacky walks off to the capital city.
The Guard 1, so stunned by the series of events, is completely fine. He realizes that it is in his best interest to go kill Le Jacky, but what can he do without a weapon?
The guard looks down and smiles.
Le Jacky takes all the armor from the guard, and dons it upon himself. He is going to rush towards the capital and kill the King. In this disguise, nobody would find him. What about the guard? Oh. Le Jacky can't have him go and expose the secret about the encounter. He mustn't be found, dead or alive. The only way for this to happen is if Le Jacky ate the guard, digested it, and pooped him out.
So there Le Jacky was, with his mouth opened wide, trying to put the arm into his mouth, when the guard wakes up.
Guard 1: Woah there!
He takes five steps back and goes into a defensive karate mode.
Le Jacky: Shit, you're supposed to be dead.
Guard 1: Woah there, what the fuck are you doing?
Le Jacky: I'm going to have to kill you.
Guard 1: Fuck no.
The guard quickly dodges an attack from Le Jacky, but slips onto the grass.
Le Jacky screams in a maniacal voice. " Prepare for your death."
Guard 1 : Fuck no.
The guard quickly rolls over from the attack, but he rolls into a muddy patch of grass.
Le Jacky stares at his muddy naked frame and was filled with rage. "Never again!" Le Jacky takes out the dagger from the armor, and stabs the Guard 1.
Guard 1: No!
The dagger point didn't peirce the skin of the naked man. Instead, the mud, along with the rolling movements of the guard, made the skin somewhat impervious to daggers.
Le Jacky: Fine. You don't die. Just don't go back to the capital yet. I have to kill your King.
Le Jacky walks off to the capital city.
The Guard 1, so stunned by the series of events, is completely fine. He realizes that it is in his best interest to go kill Le Jacky, but what can he do without a weapon?
The guard looks down and smiles.
So, that's why it was so popular.
How can it not be popular in Japan when you've got a giant robot get killed by light?
Strange Ailments.
I feel like I need a Pancea potion, or a Cure-All.
I can feel a pressure build up in my left ear. Sounds seems so loud that it is a little painful. This is just back ground noise, not rock music or anything.
Conversely, it feels like my right ear is losing its hearing. I can't hear as well from it.
That's just weird.
My studying is going on well, except that the physics of the situation is still a bit hard to understand.
I am pretty confident in my abilities though.
I can feel a pressure build up in my left ear. Sounds seems so loud that it is a little painful. This is just back ground noise, not rock music or anything.
Conversely, it feels like my right ear is losing its hearing. I can't hear as well from it.
That's just weird.
My studying is going on well, except that the physics of the situation is still a bit hard to understand.
I am pretty confident in my abilities though.
16 April 2006
Back to the Future (3)
Twenty hundred miles, and twenty hundred years ahead into the future, Terrence and his bald friend had just suffered a serious event. As they were about to get raped, the friend broke out of his restraints and saved Terrence. This event has changed both of their lives... forever.
Terrence looks over the dead rapist, DuJack, and says "Well, that was fun."
However, instead of the hearty welcome and agreement from his friend, Terrence only gets the sense of fear and dismay. "You, Terrence... You killed him."
"Well, yeah. He was about to stick his penis in my a-hole. I think I have the right to kick the shit out of him."
"Yes, I understand that there are times to not be a pacist, just like when I totally kicked his nuts. "
"Hey, don't worry."
Terrence's words did not comfort him. He just closed his eyes and focused on the issue.
"We still need to find Jacky, right?'
Terrence nods. Though this little quest to find Jacky took a little turn, they need to resume.
"Yeah."
.
.
..
.
.
"I can't fucking believe you killed him. What's wrong with you? We'll go to jail."
"I think self defense might actually work. Plus, he hired a bunch of indians to kill us. I don't think Natives have the right to do that."
"You know what? Fuck you. I'm leaving."
"Well, fine. I don't need you."
They both step out of the hut into the rain. Looking up into the sky, both of their jaws dropped. They both realized what that flash across the sky was earlier. It was a space ship.
Terrence looks over the dead rapist, DuJack, and says "Well, that was fun."
However, instead of the hearty welcome and agreement from his friend, Terrence only gets the sense of fear and dismay. "You, Terrence... You killed him."
"Well, yeah. He was about to stick his penis in my a-hole. I think I have the right to kick the shit out of him."
"Yes, I understand that there are times to not be a pacist, just like when I totally kicked his nuts. "
"Hey, don't worry."
Terrence's words did not comfort him. He just closed his eyes and focused on the issue.
"We still need to find Jacky, right?'
Terrence nods. Though this little quest to find Jacky took a little turn, they need to resume.
"Yeah."
.
.
..
.
.
"I can't fucking believe you killed him. What's wrong with you? We'll go to jail."
"I think self defense might actually work. Plus, he hired a bunch of indians to kill us. I don't think Natives have the right to do that."
"You know what? Fuck you. I'm leaving."
"Well, fine. I don't need you."
They both step out of the hut into the rain. Looking up into the sky, both of their jaws dropped. They both realized what that flash across the sky was earlier. It was a space ship.
Scary Monsters (And Super Creeps)
Another three days has passed in the Kingdom of Levito, where Le Jacky has been hiding. For the last six days, Jacky has to constantly head South to avoid the patrols. Every three hours, the genetically modified "supermen" came, reducing Le Jacky's ability to sleep to just short naps. He can't live like this anymore. He needs to whatever it takes to leave this horrid time.
That's when Le Jack decided to storm the castle and get rid of the King. The problem is obviously the King. Le Jack's hypothesis is that Levito travelled back in time in some sort of a "time machine", and has been using his knowledge of future technology to create evil genetically enhanced uber men. Naturally, Le Jack thinks he was sent to this time to deal with this situation. Now, if these were genetically enhanced or created supermen, then there'd be no problems with killing them, right? Right?? Hello? Le Jacky became frustrated and started pounding the pavement.
Nobody answered Le Jack. Of course, nobody could have answered Le Jacky because he wasn't near anyone. Infact, he wasn't even speaking it out loud. In fact, he wasn't even thinking the thought! The thought was for the readers. This calmed and confused Le Jacky.
Unknown to Le Jacky though, it turns out that his frustration was such a loud and alarming sound that several guards heard it.
Guard 1: Hey you! Stop, in the name of our King!
Le Jacky: Alright fine. I give up.
Guard 1: Wait, that's it?
Le Jacky: Yeah. Take me back to the capital. I'll face my punishment.
As the guard goes near Le Jacky, he gets kicked in the stomach. "Actually, I changed my mind..."
The guard is knocked out by Le Jacky. "... because I have a better idea."
Le Jacky starts stripping the man, then he strips himself. There was a sinister smile on his face.
That's when Le Jack decided to storm the castle and get rid of the King. The problem is obviously the King. Le Jack's hypothesis is that Levito travelled back in time in some sort of a "time machine", and has been using his knowledge of future technology to create evil genetically enhanced uber men. Naturally, Le Jack thinks he was sent to this time to deal with this situation. Now, if these were genetically enhanced or created supermen, then there'd be no problems with killing them, right? Right?? Hello? Le Jacky became frustrated and started pounding the pavement.
Nobody answered Le Jack. Of course, nobody could have answered Le Jacky because he wasn't near anyone. Infact, he wasn't even speaking it out loud. In fact, he wasn't even thinking the thought! The thought was for the readers. This calmed and confused Le Jacky.
Unknown to Le Jacky though, it turns out that his frustration was such a loud and alarming sound that several guards heard it.
Guard 1: Hey you! Stop, in the name of our King!
Le Jacky: Alright fine. I give up.
Guard 1: Wait, that's it?
Le Jacky: Yeah. Take me back to the capital. I'll face my punishment.
As the guard goes near Le Jacky, he gets kicked in the stomach. "Actually, I changed my mind..."
The guard is knocked out by Le Jacky. "... because I have a better idea."
Le Jacky starts stripping the man, then he strips himself. There was a sinister smile on his face.
15 April 2006
Back to the Future (2)
Many (millions) of hours into the future, in DuJack's hut in the swamp. Things are getting steamy. DuJack is enjoying his pre-rape steamed salad; Terrence and the friend are shivering deep inside. The air is warm and humid from the billions of rain drops outside. As DuJack finishes his last steamed carrot, he begins to ungag Terrence's mouth.
Terrence: Fuck you.
DuJack smiles at Terrence's sense defiance.
DuJack: More like the other way around. I'll do you first, Peppy old pal.
He looks at Terrence's friend, who had a cute evil moustache, and says, "Don't wooooooorry, you're next."
Now, they're both really frightened.
Terrence doesn't want to give up hope, but things are looking pretty grim. Even though he was an athiest, he began to pray in his heart. "Dear 'God', I know that I don't know you, but you know me, right? You're against this homosexual stuff, so please stop this rape. Please!"
Perhaps it was pure chance, or perhaps it was fate. Whatever it is, a giant flash went across the sky. Accompanying it was a loud "boom", and many pieces of debris flying down.
Terrence: Woah, would you look at that?
DuJack: No.
Terrence: That's something you should check out, I mean instead of this rape. >_<
DuJack: It'll only take a minute. Don't worry, I'll tell you all about it.
DuJack ties Terrence face down towards the ground, with his back exposed. He unzips his pants and starts to "get ready". Terrence tries to break free of his restraints. If he could, he would totally kick the crap out of DuJack. He'd Kill DuJack with his Hapkido training. Unfortunately, he was tied to the ground with Boy Scout Double Knot, an unbreakable bond that is simply, unbreakable.
Terrence accepted his fate. He was "GONN GET RAPED". He has two major gripes about this situation.
1) The Anglican 'God' sucked. Why create a pointless distraction if it doesn't do anything? It was as if 'God' was taunting him, saying "I could totally stop it... but... I'd rather watch."
2) Du Jack. He hates Du Jack.
Now, it turns out that during this time, Terrence's friend had broken free of the bonds (while DuJack was untying Terrence) He couldn't help but want to not get raped, so he starts attacking DuJack's penis with his foot.
The battle went like this:
1)DuJack was kicked.
2) DuJack screams in agony on the ground, rolling around with his bloody wang.
3) Terrence breaks free and kills DuJack.
Terrence: Well, that was fun.
Terrence: Fuck you.
DuJack smiles at Terrence's sense defiance.
DuJack: More like the other way around. I'll do you first, Peppy old pal.
He looks at Terrence's friend, who had a cute evil moustache, and says, "Don't wooooooorry, you're next."
Now, they're both really frightened.
Terrence doesn't want to give up hope, but things are looking pretty grim. Even though he was an athiest, he began to pray in his heart. "Dear 'God', I know that I don't know you, but you know me, right? You're against this homosexual stuff, so please stop this rape. Please!"
Perhaps it was pure chance, or perhaps it was fate. Whatever it is, a giant flash went across the sky. Accompanying it was a loud "boom", and many pieces of debris flying down.
Terrence: Woah, would you look at that?
DuJack: No.
Terrence: That's something you should check out, I mean instead of this rape. >_<
DuJack: It'll only take a minute. Don't worry, I'll tell you all about it.
DuJack ties Terrence face down towards the ground, with his back exposed. He unzips his pants and starts to "get ready". Terrence tries to break free of his restraints. If he could, he would totally kick the crap out of DuJack. He'd Kill DuJack with his Hapkido training. Unfortunately, he was tied to the ground with Boy Scout Double Knot, an unbreakable bond that is simply, unbreakable.
Terrence accepted his fate. He was "GONN GET RAPED". He has two major gripes about this situation.
1) The Anglican 'God' sucked. Why create a pointless distraction if it doesn't do anything? It was as if 'God' was taunting him, saying "I could totally stop it... but... I'd rather watch."
2) Du Jack. He hates Du Jack.
Now, it turns out that during this time, Terrence's friend had broken free of the bonds (while DuJack was untying Terrence) He couldn't help but want to not get raped, so he starts attacking DuJack's penis with his foot.
The battle went like this:
1)DuJack was kicked.
2) DuJack screams in agony on the ground, rolling around with his bloody wang.
3) Terrence breaks free and kills DuJack.
Terrence: Well, that was fun.
14 April 2006
More ridiculing of Mona
[13:20] <Mona-Lisandra>: so today is the big day
[13:20] Banik Slave: For ?
[13:21] <Mona-Lisandra>: a scary movie
[13:21] Banik Slave: I don't connect
[13:21] <Mona-Lisandra>: 4
[13:21] I<Mona-Lisandra>: for?
[13:22] I<Mona-Lisandra>: four
[13:22] Banik Slave: That movie is out?
[13:25] <Mona-Lisandra>: yah
[13:25] <Mona-Lisandra>: would u lke to watch it
[13:25] <Mona-Lisandra>: i'm going to watch it at 10 pm at richmond centre
[13:26] <Mona-Lisandra>: if u would like to join my friedn and i
[13:26] Banik Slave: It is probably going to be stupid
[13:26] Banik Slave: I've decided to not go to the theatres, ever
[13:27] <Mona-Lisandra>: what why
[13:27]<Mona-Lisandra>: too disappointed all the time
[13:27] <Mona-Lisandra>: just don't have the same state of mind when i comes to women ok
[13:27] <Mona-Lisandra>: or u'll turn homo
[13:28] Banik Slave: Wait a second, did you just admit that all women are stupid?
There are so many quotable lines when it comes to conversations with her.
Seriously.
[13:20] Banik Slave: For ?
[13:21] <Mona-Lisandra>: a scary movie
[13:21] Banik Slave: I don't connect
[13:21] <Mona-Lisandra>: 4
[13:21] I<Mona-Lisandra>: for?
[13:22] I<Mona-Lisandra>: four
[13:22] Banik Slave: That movie is out?
[13:25] <Mona-Lisandra>: yah
[13:25] <Mona-Lisandra>: would u lke to watch it
[13:25] <Mona-Lisandra>: i'm going to watch it at 10 pm at richmond centre
[13:26] <Mona-Lisandra>: if u would like to join my friedn and i
[13:26] Banik Slave: It is probably going to be stupid
[13:26] Banik Slave: I've decided to not go to the theatres, ever
[13:27] <Mona-Lisandra>: what why
[13:27]<Mona-Lisandra>: too disappointed all the time
[13:27] <Mona-Lisandra>: just don't have the same state of mind when i comes to women ok
[13:27] <Mona-Lisandra>: or u'll turn homo
[13:28] Banik Slave: Wait a second, did you just admit that all women are stupid?
There are so many quotable lines when it comes to conversations with her.
Seriously.
Well, I guess this makes me Emo.
[13:08] Banik Slave: Jesus Dies
[13:08] <Mona-Lisandra>: whoa r u depressed or pissed or something
[13:10] <Mona-Lisandra>: r u ok
[13:10] I<Mona-Lisandra>: is this cris???
[13:10] I<Mona-Lisandra>: or where is cris and what did u do to him
[13:10] Banik Slave: Where did you get the idea of the depression?
[13:11] <Mona-Lisandra>: coz u love jesue
[13:11] Banik Slave: You make me feel sorry for you =/
Apparently stating a truth (as far as Christians are concerned) makes me emo. =/
[13:08] <Mona-Lisandra>: whoa r u depressed or pissed or something
[13:10] <Mona-Lisandra>: r u ok
[13:10] I<Mona-Lisandra>: is this cris???
[13:10] I<Mona-Lisandra>: or where is cris and what did u do to him
[13:10] Banik Slave: Where did you get the idea of the depression?
[13:11] <Mona-Lisandra>: coz u love jesue
[13:11] Banik Slave: You make me feel sorry for you =/
Apparently stating a truth (as far as Christians are concerned) makes me emo. =/
Blarg to me. Alas, I've fallen ill.
I'm sick, of the throaty variety. The same thing happened last time during my midterms. I think someone is out to get me while I'm studying.
I have a slight fever, but nothing too bad. I can still definitely study, so I guess that's good.
I just feel awful at night, when I have my strange visions of reality. In the geekiest way I can explain, it is similar to having a buffer overload. I think I've described the feeling before: one where your mind can get lost trying to imagine the vastness of reality, and of different dimensions, and of causality. It is a feeling that I can't really explain due to my lack of vocabulary. What I can say is that it is both scary and wonderful at the same time.
I can kind of put it in this question.
"How many others must suffer because I chose this path?"
The paths are time-paths, or dimensional paths. This is kind of a backwards approach to the idea that one event creates two paths. Because I have taken
this one path, another me in another reality must take the other. It is meaningless to imagine because I will never know these other paths (and it isn't like they exist anyways.), but the state of mind (read: delirious fever induced) has many interesting questions like that.
I have a slight fever, but nothing too bad. I can still definitely study, so I guess that's good.
I just feel awful at night, when I have my strange visions of reality. In the geekiest way I can explain, it is similar to having a buffer overload. I think I've described the feeling before: one where your mind can get lost trying to imagine the vastness of reality, and of different dimensions, and of causality. It is a feeling that I can't really explain due to my lack of vocabulary. What I can say is that it is both scary and wonderful at the same time.
I can kind of put it in this question.
"How many others must suffer because I chose this path?"
The paths are time-paths, or dimensional paths. This is kind of a backwards approach to the idea that one event creates two paths. Because I have taken
this one path, another me in another reality must take the other. It is meaningless to imagine because I will never know these other paths (and it isn't like they exist anyways.), but the state of mind (read: delirious fever induced) has many interesting questions like that.
13 April 2006
Up The Hill Backwards.
Back to the past, in the Kingdom of Levito.
Le Jacky is hiding behind a boulder, while groups of soldiers are actively patrolling the region. Jacky had already spent three days evading these patrols, but they keep on advancing towards him and the mountain. What else is Le Jack supposed to do? Killing anyone of these patrols may invariably alter the whole timeline! In fact, his pressence here certainly has muddled up history. Right now, he is just resting against the cold hard surface of the boulder. Soon, the guards will move on.
Captain: "Alright men, we can all turn back. We'll make camp half an arn to the North."
Guards: "Yes Captain."
And they moved on.
Now, Jacky has about three hours before another two groups of patrol come by. These guys come by every three hours, and each time, the sweeps go farther and farther ahead. There is absolutely no way for him to compete with these "supermen". King Levito must truly want Le Jacky dead.
Le Jacky is hiding behind a boulder, while groups of soldiers are actively patrolling the region. Jacky had already spent three days evading these patrols, but they keep on advancing towards him and the mountain. What else is Le Jack supposed to do? Killing anyone of these patrols may invariably alter the whole timeline! In fact, his pressence here certainly has muddled up history. Right now, he is just resting against the cold hard surface of the boulder. Soon, the guards will move on.
Captain: "Alright men, we can all turn back. We'll make camp half an arn to the North."
Guards: "Yes Captain."
And they moved on.
Now, Jacky has about three hours before another two groups of patrol come by. These guys come by every three hours, and each time, the sweeps go farther and farther ahead. There is absolutely no way for him to compete with these "supermen". King Levito must truly want Le Jacky dead.
Dreaming of Terrence.
In my dream, I was feeling very guilty for staying at Le Terrence's house. I don't exactly know the circumstances, but I was probably without a home and I had to stay with Terrence (+feminine partner.)
For some reason, I was about to leave (to go to the library), but I didn't immediately tell Terrence (et friend) that I was leaving. So, I had my shoes on, and everything, and then I came to my senses and realised that I should probably tell Terrence that I was leaving. Instead of taking my shoes off, and going upstairs to where Terrence + pal was, I just went up on my knees.
Terrence was watching a movie with the "friend". No, it wasn't some sort of Gundam. It was a Documentary-styled propaganda film about a fictional idea. I don't exactly recall what it was about. Anyways, the movie ended, and the girl left. She seemed nice. While the credits was rolling, Terrence started a conversation about the film. That's when the exact phrase of "so that's basically just propaganda" was said, with the reply being "yes".
Details are not clear, except that the house is strangely small. It is near a University, if I recall correctly. This dream also has something to do with a "Stargate Contest" on the internet.
For some reason, I was about to leave (to go to the library), but I didn't immediately tell Terrence (et friend) that I was leaving. So, I had my shoes on, and everything, and then I came to my senses and realised that I should probably tell Terrence that I was leaving. Instead of taking my shoes off, and going upstairs to where Terrence + pal was, I just went up on my knees.
Terrence was watching a movie with the "friend". No, it wasn't some sort of Gundam. It was a Documentary-styled propaganda film about a fictional idea. I don't exactly recall what it was about. Anyways, the movie ended, and the girl left. She seemed nice. While the credits was rolling, Terrence started a conversation about the film. That's when the exact phrase of "so that's basically just propaganda" was said, with the reply being "yes".
Details are not clear, except that the house is strangely small. It is near a University, if I recall correctly. This dream also has something to do with a "Stargate Contest" on the internet.
12 April 2006
Back to the Future (1)
Back in the swamp (in the future), outside the city.
"So, Terrence, are you ready to leave? We've been here for two hours looking at moss."
Terrence: " Yes, here they come."
Suddenly, thousands of Native Americans popped out of the swamp water, swinged down from the trees, and parachutes down from the sky. They are all armed with spears.
"Oh my God."
All of the Indians quickly gathered around the two strangers to form a close-knitted circle. Terrence was afraid.
One of them, persumably the "Head Indian", started to speak. "Hello there, foreigner. I am Chef Yamamoto. Welcome to our paradise."
Terrence: "You mean you aren't going to kill us?"
Chef: " Oh yes. We're going to cook you for dinner, as per Mr. DuJack's request. I've been preparing for the last two hours to make this grand entrance. Now, we're going to stab you with these pointy sticks."
Many hands reach behind Terrence et pal and tied them together in a mystical Indian knot.
"No, you can't do that. This land is sacred ground!", said Terrence's companion.
Chef: "Oh yes, that's right. I guess I can't do that here. Take them away."
DuJack, the man with Jacky's Cell phone, suddenly appeared behind a dozen Native Americans.
Kylle DuJack is a tall, handsome man. He seems like the kind of person who can easily coerce males of considerably younger age to sleeping with him.
Terrence was wondering what DuJack had to do with Jacky.
DuJack: " You guys can go. I'll take these two to my love mansion."
The sky became pure black as the thousands of Native Indians vanished without a trace.
"Wait a minute, just tell us where Jacky is."
DuJack: " I don't have him, that's all you need to know."
Terrence: "What do you mean? Aren't you the murderer of that black child?"
DuJack: "Oh yeah. I found the retarded boy here in the swamp. He was 'oh so big', if you know what I mean."
"You're a damned Racist."
DuJack: "Well, let's take you to my mansion for a bit of bottom 'love' "
DuJack leads the two, still tied together in a non-binding knot, to his love mansion, which is precisely 20 feet away.
"So, Terrence, are you ready to leave? We've been here for two hours looking at moss."
Terrence: " Yes, here they come."
Suddenly, thousands of Native Americans popped out of the swamp water, swinged down from the trees, and parachutes down from the sky. They are all armed with spears.
"Oh my God."
All of the Indians quickly gathered around the two strangers to form a close-knitted circle. Terrence was afraid.
One of them, persumably the "Head Indian", started to speak. "Hello there, foreigner. I am Chef Yamamoto. Welcome to our paradise."
Terrence: "You mean you aren't going to kill us?"
Chef: " Oh yes. We're going to cook you for dinner, as per Mr. DuJack's request. I've been preparing for the last two hours to make this grand entrance. Now, we're going to stab you with these pointy sticks."
Many hands reach behind Terrence et pal and tied them together in a mystical Indian knot.
"No, you can't do that. This land is sacred ground!", said Terrence's companion.
Chef: "Oh yes, that's right. I guess I can't do that here. Take them away."
DuJack, the man with Jacky's Cell phone, suddenly appeared behind a dozen Native Americans.
Kylle DuJack is a tall, handsome man. He seems like the kind of person who can easily coerce males of considerably younger age to sleeping with him.
Terrence was wondering what DuJack had to do with Jacky.
DuJack: " You guys can go. I'll take these two to my love mansion."
The sky became pure black as the thousands of Native Indians vanished without a trace.
"Wait a minute, just tell us where Jacky is."
DuJack: " I don't have him, that's all you need to know."
Terrence: "What do you mean? Aren't you the murderer of that black child?"
DuJack: "Oh yeah. I found the retarded boy here in the swamp. He was 'oh so big', if you know what I mean."
"You're a damned Racist."
DuJack: "Well, let's take you to my mansion for a bit of bottom 'love' "
DuJack leads the two, still tied together in a non-binding knot, to his love mansion, which is precisely 20 feet away.
Well, I guess I know my alcohol Tolerance.
I drank the 500 ml of 3.9% completely, and about 1/3 of the 750ml @ 9%, so that's 19.5 + 22.5, = 42 ml of alcohol.
Bleh.
I am not really out of it, but I know that I can't walk properly. Sitting down near the computer is still fine, etc.
Grr.
Bleh.
I am not really out of it, but I know that I can't walk properly. Sitting down near the computer is still fine, etc.
Grr.
L'alcohol Review?
1) Bel Haven Scotish Ale
-More of the same old, It has a bit of bitterness and isn't too tasty. I like it better than the other two though. It was still not a pleasure to drink though.
500ml, $3.20, 3.9%, 6.09375ml per dollar.
2) Le Fin du Monde (End of the World)
- It is like the other one, but it has a unique nutty taste at the end. It comes in a 750 ml for $5.95 at 9% alcohol. That's 11.34 ml per dollar. That's a bit on the expensive side, but this is my favorite drink so far. The only thing I dislike is that it comes in a bottle form with a cork, so unless you want to drink the whole 750ml, then you can't really store it. Etcetera
So far, my experience with le booze isn't good. I have developed a bit of taste for these drinks though, so I guess I know what to expect.
-More of the same old, It has a bit of bitterness and isn't too tasty. I like it better than the other two though. It was still not a pleasure to drink though.
500ml, $3.20, 3.9%, 6.09375ml per dollar.
2) Le Fin du Monde (End of the World)
- It is like the other one, but it has a unique nutty taste at the end. It comes in a 750 ml for $5.95 at 9% alcohol. That's 11.34 ml per dollar. That's a bit on the expensive side, but this is my favorite drink so far. The only thing I dislike is that it comes in a bottle form with a cork, so unless you want to drink the whole 750ml, then you can't really store it. Etcetera
So far, my experience with le booze isn't good. I have developed a bit of taste for these drinks though, so I guess I know what to expect.
11 April 2006
Day 2 of my three day math review.
My first exam is on the 21 (10 days from now), and I have 5 exams total. I've decided to split each subject into two-three day chunks.
I'm almost finished reviewing for Math now. I can feel the knowledge flow into my skull. The feeling isn't pleasant, I must admit.
Alas, I will be ready tomorrow. With a little extra help in about a week (probably thursday night), I'll be super ready.
I'm almost finished reviewing for Math now. I can feel the knowledge flow into my skull. The feeling isn't pleasant, I must admit.
Alas, I will be ready tomorrow. With a little extra help in about a week (probably thursday night), I'll be super ready.
CJayC sells out... again.
http://boards.gamefaqs.com/gfaqs/genmessage.php?board=11&topic=27490548
There's basically going to be a pay version of GF without ads, and with a couple of private boards.
There'll probably a new "LUE"ish (RI, Toast, etc) community spawning from that.
There's basically going to be a pay version of GF without ads, and with a couple of private boards.
There'll probably a new "LUE"ish (RI, Toast, etc) community spawning from that.
It's No Game (Part 1)
King Levito, or Chancellor Levito, as he likes to be called, is visibly different from all his other subjects. First of all, he had steel blue eyes, which was unique compared to all the others with their brown eyes. Also, his fussy brownish grey hair differed from the normal black. Finally, his skin colour was noticibly whiter than his royal subjects. These unique traits, along with Levito's small penis, made him the perfect leader.
He thought he had tied down Le Jacky. He thought that Le Jacky had been delt with. He was wrong. Le Jacky broke out of the smelly bonds that tied him down, and he immediately roundhouse kicked all the guards. The kicks were so powerful that all the heads popped out. Then, Le Jacky finally realised something was strange with these guards: they all looked the same! These must be some kind of Supermen.
As quickly as he can run, he ran. Le Jacky ran for the hills and found a house in which he could hide himself in. He hid himself in that house and pondered his next move.
"Oh No! I have failed."
He thought he had tied down Le Jacky. He thought that Le Jacky had been delt with. He was wrong. Le Jacky broke out of the smelly bonds that tied him down, and he immediately roundhouse kicked all the guards. The kicks were so powerful that all the heads popped out. Then, Le Jacky finally realised something was strange with these guards: they all looked the same! These must be some kind of Supermen.
As quickly as he can run, he ran. Le Jacky ran for the hills and found a house in which he could hide himself in. He hid himself in that house and pondered his next move.
"Oh No! I have failed."
09 April 2006
Superfly = serious business.
Oh noez, he is going to get angry at me for typing this out.
Boo hoo, he will have to deal with it.
Anyways, he and Terrence were talking about something completely retarded (Something like the audio scores of a gay pornographic movie.) when Superfly got Super offended.
Now, Superfly thought it was offensive because he thought Terrence was being competitive.
The main argument is the "LOL, no" part is offensive.
Oy, I don't see it. I honestly don't.
Boo hoo, he will have to deal with it.
Anyways, he and Terrence were talking about something completely retarded (Something like the audio scores of a gay pornographic movie.) when Superfly got Super offended.
| Terrence: JAM Project BEST Collection 1~4 (APE) |
| ... |
| FREAKING WIN |
| Superfly: ya i got that, i think |
| Terrence: APE? |
| LOL, no |
| Superfly: from aznmp3? |
| Terrence: No |
| Jacky, do you even what APE is? =/ |
| And note that it says 1 TO 4 |
| aznmp3 only released 4 in 192kbps recently |
| APE = Lossless quality |
| APE >>>>> mp3 quality |
| j00 phail |
Now, Superfly thought it was offensive because he thought Terrence was being competitive.
The main argument is the "LOL, no" part is offensive.
Oy, I don't see it. I honestly don't.
A Clockwork Orange Review
I can't help but think Alexander DeLarge fascinating. He is obviously very smart and charismatic, but is inherently evil. In the movie, we see him involuntarily do "in-out in-out" with some girls, beat up old men, and finally murder someone. Although those scenes are highly pornographic, they should not be the focus of the movie. One can't help but feel pity for Alex at the end of the movie.
I think "A Clockwork Orange" by Stanley Kubrick is a wonderfully done film. I must warn you though, that some scenes are pornographic in nature, and ultraviolent.
I think "A Clockwork Orange" by Stanley Kubrick is a wonderfully done film. I must warn you though, that some scenes are pornographic in nature, and ultraviolent.
Don't think I'm sexist, or anything... but...
[00:13] ~*~KãRïNâ~* : i am just downloading stuff on my xbox 360
[00:14] Xerxus: You got an Xbox 360?
[00:14] ~*~KãRïNâ~* : yea
[00:14] Xerxus: Why?
[00:14] ~*~KãRïNâ~* : cuz i do
[00:14] Xerxus: You wanted one?
[00:14] ~*~KãRïNâ~* : yes
[00:14] ~*~KãRïNâ~* : NHL 07 is going to be fantasic on it
[00:15] ~*~KãRïNâ~* : my friend is working on the game
[00:15] Xerxus: Better graphics?
[00:15] ~*~KãRïNâ~* : oh fuck it will be out of this world
[00:15] ~*~KãRïNâ~* : unlike NHL 07 that is going to be made for xbox, gamecube and ps2 which is being made in Montreal
[00:16] Xerxus: I thought EA is making it for all three
[00:16] ~*~KãRïNâ~* : nope
[00:16] ~*~KãRïNâ~* : well not the EA here
[00:17] ~*~KãRïNâ~* : EA is making it but the EA is making it for those other 3 systems in montreal
[00:17] Xerxus: I don't think there will be much difference
[00:17] ~*~KãRïNâ~* : yes there will
[00:18] Xerxus: You just don't seem like an Xbox kinda girl =/
[00:18] ~*~KãRïNâ~* : why
[00:18] ~*~KãRïNâ~* : i have the first xbox to
[00:19] Xerxus: I don't know, there doesn't seem to be many games which appeal to me.
[00:19] ~*~KãRïNâ~* : i like a lot of them
Yeah, so I seem to have underestimated her gaming-fulness. She is a bigger gamer than I thought, which brings up an interesting question.
Why does Karina need MY help for ridiculously simple stuff when she has played all these games on all these systems?
I mean, she didn't know this, nor how to play Mario + Luigi: Partners in Time.
08 April 2006
Please allow for this short interlude
Meanwhile, in the future.
"Where's Jacky?"
"I don't know."
"He didn't meet up with that guy, did he?"
"I hope not, I've been warning him about that guy."
"That man can't be trusted. He is a killer; I've seen it."
"You've seen it?"
"Yeah man, I've seen it. In a vision."
"You're high, man."
"No, I'm not. Just call his cellphone and see if he answers."
"Fine, I will."
---
The number was dialed. There was the familiar beeping. Both of them were anxiously waiting for someone to answer the phone. If somebody picks up, then Jacky might be alright after all. Finally, someone picked up the phone. Nobody said anything at first. The caller bit the bullet and began speaking.
"Hello?"
Silence
"Jacky?"
"Yes." That definitely wasn't Jacky. He was definitely trying to mimics the adequateness of Jacky's voice. Not sure what exactly to do, he continued the lie.
"So, where are you?"
"In a fancy restaurant which you won't find." This was true. The two could hear the sound of glass banging in the background, and the noisy chatter of other restaurant-ees.
"Where did you take Jacky, you bastard."
"What do you mean?"
"Where did you take Jacky?"
"Your friend is gone. This conversation is over. "
The guy hung up. They lost their only lead. Much worst, they lost their friend.
---
Much later, in a swampy place.
"This is the place I saw my vision in."
"Dude, this is just a swamp."
"Why are you so stereotypically skeptical about this?
"Because we're standing in the swamp, all wet from the pouring rain."
They walked around, neither seemed to know what they're looking for. Eventually though, one said to the other.
"This is where the black kid was captured."
"What black kid?"
"The Killer! He did this before! To a black kid."
"You're still high! I can't believe I drove twenty kilometres out of town because you're high."
"I can prove it. You see this log?"
"Yes"
"That's the black kid."
"Oh Fuck you!"
"Hey man, I was just kidding."
"Fuck you, I'm leaving."
He started walking away.
"Wait. The black kid was grabbed here, by two Indians, or Aztec, or whatever. I can just saw a spear of some kind. The rest of the body is in a silhouette."
Even further away...
"I'm leaving!"
"I wonder how this have turned out differently this time if he didn't hire those goons."
"Wait a minute, Terrence, what do you mean by 'this time'"?
Terrence: "Uh, ignore it please."
"You're crazy."
"Where's Jacky?"
"I don't know."
"He didn't meet up with that guy, did he?"
"I hope not, I've been warning him about that guy."
"That man can't be trusted. He is a killer; I've seen it."
"You've seen it?"
"Yeah man, I've seen it. In a vision."
"You're high, man."
"No, I'm not. Just call his cellphone and see if he answers."
"Fine, I will."
---
The number was dialed. There was the familiar beeping. Both of them were anxiously waiting for someone to answer the phone. If somebody picks up, then Jacky might be alright after all. Finally, someone picked up the phone. Nobody said anything at first. The caller bit the bullet and began speaking.
"Hello?"
Silence
"Jacky?"
"Yes." That definitely wasn't Jacky. He was definitely trying to mimics the adequateness of Jacky's voice. Not sure what exactly to do, he continued the lie.
"So, where are you?"
"In a fancy restaurant which you won't find." This was true. The two could hear the sound of glass banging in the background, and the noisy chatter of other restaurant-ees.
"Where did you take Jacky, you bastard."
"What do you mean?"
"Where did you take Jacky?"
"Your friend is gone. This conversation is over. "
The guy hung up. They lost their only lead. Much worst, they lost their friend.
---
Much later, in a swampy place.
"This is the place I saw my vision in."
"Dude, this is just a swamp."
"Why are you so stereotypically skeptical about this?
"Because we're standing in the swamp, all wet from the pouring rain."
They walked around, neither seemed to know what they're looking for. Eventually though, one said to the other.
"This is where the black kid was captured."
"What black kid?"
"The Killer! He did this before! To a black kid."
"You're still high! I can't believe I drove twenty kilometres out of town because you're high."
"I can prove it. You see this log?"
"Yes"
"That's the black kid."
"Oh Fuck you!"
"Hey man, I was just kidding."
"Fuck you, I'm leaving."
He started walking away.
"Wait. The black kid was grabbed here, by two Indians, or Aztec, or whatever. I can just saw a spear of some kind. The rest of the body is in a silhouette."
Even further away...
"I'm leaving!"
"I wonder how this have turned out differently this time if he didn't hire those goons."
"Wait a minute, Terrence, what do you mean by 'this time'"?
Terrence: "Uh, ignore it please."
"You're crazy."
Pilsner Urquell, I dislike.
For the tall can, 500ml for 2.40 (plus 10cents deposit) with 4.1% alcohol.
That's about 8.54ml of alcohol per dollar.
Anyways, I am not a "beer" drinker at all, but I can definitely say that it is way too bitter. It just isn't a good experience.
Why am I drinking these anyways? I don't want to look like a foo in front of other people. I also want to find a good, cheap and enjoyable drink out there. I've been told that they exist and I will find it one day.
The Pilsner Urquell is just not for my taste. I don't think it is a good lager at all. Maybe for the price, it is good, but way too bitter to me.
That's about 8.54ml of alcohol per dollar.
Anyways, I am not a "beer" drinker at all, but I can definitely say that it is way too bitter. It just isn't a good experience.
Why am I drinking these anyways? I don't want to look like a foo in front of other people. I also want to find a good, cheap and enjoyable drink out there. I've been told that they exist and I will find it one day.
The Pilsner Urquell is just not for my taste. I don't think it is a good lager at all. Maybe for the price, it is good, but way too bitter to me.
06 April 2006
I should have known.
I mowed the lawn for the first time this year (since November, or so) and it is the most physically tiring activity that I've ever done. Seriously. I should have known that it would be that difficult. The machine stopped literally every 7 metres, and I had to remove the grass from the bag etcetera.
Argh.
You know what I find annoying? I'd be seeing something in real life that looks familiar, and then I spend time trying to figure out where that is from. Finally, I realise that I saw it in a dream, except that it is different. I swear that there is a whole town inside my head. If I can compile all of the images, I can recreate a city and its archetecture.
For instance, I remember taking the bus with Derek C. It was a rural area that hasn't been developed yet. Old Newspaper was flying in the air. The whole bus stop (with one of those glass chamber things) was just highly dirty.
Argh.
You know what I find annoying? I'd be seeing something in real life that looks familiar, and then I spend time trying to figure out where that is from. Finally, I realise that I saw it in a dream, except that it is different. I swear that there is a whole town inside my head. If I can compile all of the images, I can recreate a city and its archetecture.
For instance, I remember taking the bus with Derek C. It was a rural area that hasn't been developed yet. Old Newspaper was flying in the air. The whole bus stop (with one of those glass chamber things) was just highly dirty.
05 April 2006
I've been close to dying.
Signs of approaching death
- When death is imminent
Physical death is a progressive process, during which there are some signs that usually indicate that death is imminent. Not all of the following changes occur, nor do they necessarily occur in any particular order, as the body shuts down during the dying process. In general, the following information may help anticipate and understand changes that appear as an individual approaches death and is "actively dying."
- The dying individual may become increasingly tired and sleepy, and may be difficult to arouse ( lethargy).
- The individual may become confused much of the time and may no longer recognize familiar persons, places, or objects.
- Hearing and vision may become impaired, and speech may be slurred, difficult to understand, or nonsensical.
- A few dying individuals become restless or very anxious and move about frequently in the bed, pull at the bed clothes or bedding (linen clutch), and reach out.
- The person may experience hallucinations.
- Less nourishment will be required, and the person's intake of food and water will diminish. Difficulty in swallowing (dysphagia) may also occur.
- The person may sweat profusely.
- The dying person may lose control of his/her urine or bowels (incontinence), necessitating that the individual be kept especially clean and dry in order to prevent bed sores (decubitis ulcers).
- Urine may become darker, and urination may diminish or stop.
- The mouth of the dying individual may become dry, and then secretions may accumulate in the back of the throat. Breathing may become noisy because of the gurgling or rattling of the secretions in the mouth or chest (death rattle).
- The pattern of breathing may change; become slower or faster, deeper or shallower, or irregular. Often the dying individual will have periods of rapid breathing followed by periods in which breathing is very slow or is even absent for as long as 15 seconds.
- The legs, and then arms, may become cold and nonreflexive as the circulation slows down.
- The skin may be pale or mottled, and some parts, particularly the underside of the body, may become a dark color as the blood pools, usually a deep blue or purple.
Mom
http://starmen.net/mother3/mother3_eng.avi
That's one of the most beautiful and unique commercial (for gaming) that I've seen.
That's one of the most beautiful and unique commercial (for gaming) that I've seen.
State of mind.
I don't really know what to say. I *am not* paying attention in class because the material seems irrelevant to me. It is like a state of non-carringness.
re: Richard Ho. I probably can't afford to go have dinner AND sushi, but I'd love to see him again before he pre-maturely dies.
re: Television shows. I finished Season 1 of 24, Xfiles Season 3-6 has arrived. I'm on episodes 3-11 of Farscape. Oh, and I'm on episode 9 of Buffy. Yeah, that's a lot of television shows, and they're all good.
Truthfully though, I'm super disappointed at myself, which can be a bad thing. You see, I promised myself that I'd go do this thing, but then I decided to not do the thing, but instead have icecream or something. No, this is just a lie.
The Supermen
"Je suis le Jacky"
King Levito didn't understand. "Guards, gather around that man."
"Wait a minute, you guys speak English?", Le Jacky asked.
"Yes."
"But, English hasn't been invented yet."
"So? I don't need you. Guards, seize that man! He must not interfere with my plans!"
"Yes, so that's why I am here. I need to stop you!"
"No, you won't "Le Jacky" I will destroy you."
This mysterious time traveller was seized by the guards and taken to a secret holding cell. You see, this Jacky wasn't the original Jacky, nor was he sent here by his own will. Le Jacky was sent back in time when his automated-toasting machine exploded, but that's another story for another time. Anyways, he has been bouncing through time, affecting everything he touches in both positive and negative ways. Right now, Jacky is sure that he needs to destroy Levito and his English Speaking Bastards to leave this place.
03 April 2006
Exam Schedule
April 21
Math 101
April 22Phys 170
April 25Phys 153
April 27 Math 152
April 28Apsc 150
All exams start at 8:30Democracy Part 2
Summary: Democracy can lead to bad things because humans are evil. The
sum of the people is just evil.
That was the point that I was going to make, and then I realised that
I was going to rehash this point over, and over again.
Terrorist
I was a terrorist/spy of some sort. The year was 2004 and I was
supposed to infiltrate these group of (pirate?) (oil) tankers in order
to blow it up. Obviously, the most easy way to infiltrate such a group
is by shooting a shotgun wildly into the air and killing a bird. Next,
I had to draw a circle with the blood of the bird on the ground. It
was at this time that the famous line from below came to be.
I killed a bird. I earned their trust.
Now, I obviously wasn't working alone. There was another infiltrator
who had been there for a year already. Unfortunately, I haven't had
contact with this individual for that same period of time, so I don't
know if the person is still alive.
This boat was originally parked at a dock, with a small wooden pier
that stretched far away from the city, gradually decending into the
sea. I don't remember exactly what happened next, but I do remember
going really fast on the boat until we reached a really tiny island
(Less than 1 hectare) with little to no vegetations.
Scream like a Baby P1
Long ago, in the Kingdom of Levito and Starman_Deluxe, there lived two
opposing rival kings. They were heavy rivals; in both size and hatred.
Anyways, while the countries were engaging in eternal unending combat,
Levito had an unexpected visitor. This visitor was Jacky, from the
future. Dropping out of the sky from the average altitude of an
unladen swallow into the court of Levito, Jacky surprised everyone. At
first, everyone was too shocked to be scared. Then, everyone became
scared. Finally, once everyone got over it, Levito started questioning
le Jacky.
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