Ecks Dee

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f7O8huvNFkE&search=hong%20kong%20uncle%20bus

I thought this was the Personal-Log Revolution!

Curse you lazy people. I mean... I'd be interested to read what YOU're doing. Why aren't you doing it yourself?

For me, this is a small project-like thing. I'll reconsider if I want to continue at the end of the year (Dec31). Of course, by then, my domain would expire. Once it expires though, I will hopefully buy my secret domain name. I don't want to say it here because there are always web-crawlers that register domain names etcetera.

Two things for today.

1) I love free music. Bandits of the Acoustic Revolution (BotAR)
Artists that make their songs free just makes me want to buy their CDs more. I just love their music... very Mexican-ny.

2) The Pirates Bay (Huge torrent tracker site) was "shut down" with all of their servers seized even though they committed no crimes. Don't worry, I'm sure they will be back!

Brian, Frank, and Oliver.

Order from like to dislike:
1) Oliver
2)Frank
3) Brian

That Oliver, he is a cool guy. I met all three of them on the bus. Brian was being annoying as usual, touching people in places. Frank and Brian were talking about people on the bus (gossiping) and that's just not cool. =(

Cocksuckers.

I hate this class. I hate it!
Econ101 is equivalent to having a class late at night, so late that you can't help but want to sleep. Then there's this fag that wants you to get up and dance. Fuck you, Gateman.

Thank you, UPLUED, for making me not break the law (as far as downloading files is concerned)

This is just a note to express my thanks for the awesome service provided by UpLUEd. Man, free music (and legal, because I'm not uploading them) rocks.

Picasa Integration test.

Edit: In conclusion, the integration between picasa and blah is alright, I guess. I was hoping that the video would actually be a video uploaded. Oh well.

This is just a note to say that I completed the New Super Mario Brothers, 100%

Sad. The game could have been so much better if they did it more in the style of Super Mario World.

I don't know if I actually did have fun playing the game. Sure, it was challenging, but was it truly fun?

Booyah. Econ101 midterm results

Huzzah! 92%

Take that, bitchman.

Brilliant idea?

This is just a reminder for myself for a brilliant idea, if I say so myself.

Cryptic keywords for me just in case I forget.

Annual
Lulu
lielinks.be

Econ101 ubc Swim + Suit + Food

These cryptic hints were given by my economics professor, Mr. (Robert) Gateman. He is a creepy man who tries desperately to be funny, but ends up teaching an ineffective class. He has strange perversions with Asian people and usually brings up a comment about the Orient in every class. He also invites students to come up to the front to play games that will earn "Potential Bonus Marks", which might not even come to pass. Also, he loves to play shitty music (usually techno) while ordering the class to do stretches (exercise, aerobics, etc.) Finally, he has this shitty story about a little engine that brings toys to kids. He loves to read this book. I hate him. Fuck you.

I just got back from my classes at UBC.

I was merrily minding my own business on the ever-late 404 bus, but it was increasingly difficult as three young-ladies of some uniformed-school began to shout loudly at the back of the bus. These un-studious students were bitching about (as far as I learned) a friend. This friend, named Britney(or for the purpose of this anecdote), had really dirty hair. According to these three girls, she had hair that looked like it had mud all the time. Originally it was blond, but after a botched experiment with red-hair dye, it came out as a hideous muddy colour. Then they began to say that Britney was a self-proclaimed know-it-all. The uglier one of the three proclaimed that when they received their test marks, Britney had the audacity to ask about her mark. When Britney learned that the hideous girl only got a hideously low mark - 65% - she... she... she actually suggested that the ugly one should study! What the fuck? How dare she? Just because Britney scored a 95% doesn't give her that right.

Later, they started to talk about girly things, such as how Britney and this guy (let us say Dave) had been going out. Dave is apparently out of Britney's league, and they shouldn't be going out altogether. If I see Britney, I'd punch her face too.

I think my brain was damaged from all of this shit.

El Presidente Reggie Fils-Aimes.

I don't know if that is truly good for the company. I mean, it isn't like all the American Promotional campaigns have been that successful. Well, they needed someone to fill in the shoes, and Reggie seemed like a good guy, I guess.

Wow, I'm a sneaky snake.

Using the Skype-out feature, I've been calling semi-random people and not saying anything. Instead, I record their frantic "Hello? HELLO? HELLO? WHO IS THIS?"  They hang up eventually. Then, I call them again, and I play their recording back to them for halarity.

= (

Love of Beer?

Man, that Maudite is pretty cool. I can totally taste the spices and flavours that it has. Unibroue has liek singlehandedly revived my hope for all beer.

I bought Trois Pistoles from Unibroue again, and while it isn't as good as Maudite, it still was good, I guess.

Now, I purchased this "Olde English 800" brew which was apprently imported from USA (go figure?). The immediate problem I found was that it had very little flavour. This reminded me immediately of Kokane Beer. I really don't know if it can be considered good. Is water good? In some occasions, yes. When it comes to l'alcoholic breverages, I think some flavour is warranted. I guess if I had a choice between stuff from Unibroue and that, Unibroue would win.

I've been reading a lot lately.

I finished the sequel to "Time's Eye", the "Sunstorm" two days ago in another 24hour period. This one isn't so enjoyable. The problem with it is that it was too... technical. It also made the aliens responsible for "Time's Eye" the villain. I can buy that the aliens from Time's Eye decided to take different chunks of Earth at different periods of time to study the developement of humanity, but for these aliens to send a planet into the sun just so that eventually, the sun would have a "Sunstorm" which would destroy humanity seems too farfetched. I don't really like the book. 5/10. I'll definitely read the sequel when it comes out in 2007, called the "Firstborns", but I don't think it will be what I wanted it to be.

In addition to that, I'm now reading the various short stories by Arthur C Clarke. I'm about 1/6th done his short stories and I enjoyed these much better that Sunstorm. I just wish that some of the stories were expanded, but then it wouldn't be called a "Short story" anymore. I can see that Clarke was very intelligent and very adept at writing his stories. Truly a master.

Ah. Fantastic Warehouse. I wish I could be there once again.

Imagine a warehouse filled with everything you can want : gadgets, food, entertainment. You get a chance to go inside and choose anything you wanted. Things ranging from the very-possible to the utmost fantastical exist inside the warehouse. Have you always wanted those new headphones which was guarenteed to maximize comfort (to a reasonable number) while producing the most crisp and clear sound that can possibly be heard? What about the most scrumptious food that you've ever eaten? All this and more exist within this fantastical warehouse.

I have been a frequent visitor inside more than a couple of times. Last time I was inside, the walls around this warehouse formed itself into the interior of a local electronic store. With it, came perfect replicas of disgruntled employees and frantic customers looking for the ungrade to the most efficient anti-virus scanner. Anyways, I walked past all these distractions to look for the one thing that I came here for: a box containing the one thing that I wanted. And it is now in my hands. I gleered over the symbols of the box. This isn't it! Suddenly, I was alone in the store. I looked at the box once again, and tried to decipher the symbols. This isn't it at all! I can't read the script. This isn't even English!

All around me, I can finally see how fake everything is. Inside the warehouse, sets were put up to try to deceive. Actors were hired to make believers of the lie. I turned around a corner and saw that the set was still incomplete. That, and the fact that the rest of the warehouse was now empty. I just left clutching the useless empty box.

That was simply : Weird.

I don't remember much about it, but I do recognize the latter part of my vision. I was hanging out with my friends on one of those end-of-the-world meetings. It must have been five years-or so ago. I brought my trusty N64(A relic of the 1990's) with my four controller to the party. Once there I was greeted by familiar faces. Huddled around a small television screen, the host started to connect a game system. He didn't connect mine, which was among the most advance. Instead he connected a NES system. Cries of outrage was heard among my compatriots, and the host explains that there was a really awesome game he wanted to show. That wasn't the end of the story. Just as he was starting the machine, but the game wouldn't start. Instead, to start the game, he had to first insert another game, type in through the pad "b-a-b-a-up-up-down-down", then he switched it to the actual game. This swapping makes absolutely no sense at all.

The game itself was weird. It had this "MSG" feel, but was a first person shooter or something. In the game, you can play as various people from various movies, such as Jules (pulp fiction), or Mr. Brown(resevoir dogs), etc.  The title of the screen showed this "high quality" picture of a house. There was this text at the bottom that says "phone in to win!" Weird. Now, as the game began, I had to choose two weapons. That's my "A" and "B" button. I guess the dpad was supposed to be the... I don't know how a fps would work with a controller like that.

Anyways, the thing gets slightly more weird. This game was running using N64 controllers using this adapter.  It still only had like you functioning buttons (excluding the start/select).
The next few minutes was a blur. I don't really remember anything else other than... "Dead Nigger Storage".

Well, I finished Time's Eye

I ended up staying up until 1am reading that book.

It was a really awesome ride. I mean, I started the book at like 9am that morning. Totally 8/10

Time's Eye.

I've been reading Time's Eye by Arthur C. Clarke and Stephen Baxter.

It is a wonderful book that explores a concept that I had thought about before. Wonderful book.

Well, that was weird.

So, there was this rich guy, right? (Let us call him Paul) Paul gets powerful abilities because an alien did something to him. (Smallville)

Anyways, he did something completely horrible, so he decided to live as a bum for a while (Batman, anyone?)

Now, he knows that he was abusing the powers before, so Paul expected the aliens to do something back. There he was with his bum-friends (One was an insane lunatic. Let's call him Jacky.) , when an alien ship arrives.
Understandably, the bums get freaked out. Paul tries to calm them down and was totally like... "Don't worry. They've come for me." His crazy bum-friends were extremely scared. At last, a beam shoots out of the ship. Instead of hitting Paul, it hit his crazy-lunatic-bum-friend.

Paul was like 0_().

The two other bums were like "OH MY GAWD!"

Jacky was saying "I HURTS!"

The other two bums said "AH, ITS GOING TO KILL HIM."

Jacky just screams "Jacky's hurt! My face is pain! GRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEURRRRRRRRR ARRRRRRRRRRGH"

Paul doesn't know what to do. I mean, it was out of his control. Even though this single saucer came down in the middle of the city, no one else seemed to care. They just don't care about what happens to the homeless and the insane. Finally, Jacky was gone. He was taken.

The other two bums are crying and distraught. "HE IS DEAD! NO! WHY? WHY?"

Paul doesn't do anything. There is nothing he can do.

Suddenly, the Saucer's lights flashed again. In a moment, Jacky was returned. Immediately, he starts screaming "JACKY IS DEAD! NO WHY? WHY?"

The other three were glad that he is back! However, Jacky just continued to scream "WHY DID THEY CHOOSE TO EXPERIMENT ON ME? DO THEY NOT VALUE LIFE THE SAME WAY THAT WE 'CLAIM' TO?" Jacky is clearly different. At first, Paul thought that they had blessed Jacky with the cure of insanity, but he was wrong. Jacky is still clearly insane. "My FACE DOETH HURTETH STILL. CHANCE-PER THAT THEY PUT WATER IN MY BRAIN?"

Huzzah! 800 dollars!

I found Eight Hundred dollars today. It was totally unexpected.

I mean I thought that the money was gone, but it came back... and now I'm richer.

Huzzah!

Oh, me gulliver.

Homework. I have homework!

But... I don't do homework. I usually just compare the results with classmates.

Well, thanks to the textbook, it seems that all the answers are just 2 and a half page away!
They literally are right there, and they are detailed answers too.

What's the point of doing the homework now?

Tired? Ya rly.

I've been investing some time into my awesome thing now. I've got to say, it totally isn't awesome.

Totally.

Anyways, I've been thinking about life again, and I realise that I should go to the library right now. Bye!

Well done.

http://www.crn.com.au/story.aspx?CIID=37699

Poor Reggie.

= (

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

I tried this beer. Maudite from Unibroue.

http://www.unibroue.com/products/maudite.cfm

I gotta say, I really don't dislike it. It goes down fine. I can perfectly drink this particular beer. It has this unique herb-y taste to it. Personally, I much prefer this to Coke or Pepsi.

Terrence Darko

The spaceship descended from the upper stratosphere towards the Earth. From certain angles at this altitude, people would think this were a weather balloon, or a friendly black blimp. Terrence knew better. He saw it descend from the skies at an impossible velocity. A feeling of helplessness washed over him and his companion. Suddenly, the death of DuJack seems... insignificant in light of such an extraordinary event.

And yet... the ship does nothing. It just hovers above them, just out of reach. The two of them did not speak, fearing that the blimp would interrupt them mid-sentence. The both of them maintained their focus on the ship, trying to memorize every detail. Terrence would estimate that the ship is four hundred metres long, a hundred metres wide, and a hundred twenty metres tall.That is all roughly in his head though. The ship has a shiny-black metal layer which cascades down the sides of the 'balloon'. Each fragment of the metal shimmer at different colours. The ship almost seems serene floating in the air like that. Both viewers are now pondering their verbal policy. Perhaps, the ship will not do anything after all! It was at this moment, when both Terrence and his companion were about to break, that the ship did its most magnificent thing imaginable to them. It disappeared. There was no flash of light, nor rumblings of the earth. There was just a rushing of air to where the ship was. It didn't gradually disappear. It was gone, all at once. Again, they were left with their mouths agape.

Terrence continued to stare into the clear space. He did not want to miss anything in front of him.
"D-d-did you see that? I mean, that ship just disappeared."

"Yes, Terrence. Do you know what this means?"

"The ship disappeared. I mean, I didn't see any clues that might explain-"

"Terrence, we are not alone in this universe.That was the proof."

"No, but do you think it is still there? Like it is inivisible or something?"

"We have to tell someone. Let's go, Terrence."

As the arm was trying to pull Terrence away to the car, a loud thud hit the ground. It was something that fell from the sky.
"What was that?", yelled Terrence, still very esstatic about the whole situation.

"I don't know, but lets get out of here."

"I think we should go to the location."

"No, Terrence. I'm trying to save your life. I've got a really bad feeling  about this."

"You can go. I'll find out what that thud was."

And then, Terrence was alone.

Ruel dies.

Ruel dies because of a plague he releases.

Smash Brothers Brawl.

I didn't expect it so soon. I'll know better than to expect to see every title at a "pre-e3" conference from now on.

Anyways, I have been thinking very privately. I want to be able to transcribe my thoughts, but obviously, text on a screen isn't the way to do it. Steam of Consciousness.

Holy Shit. Integrator.

Integrator!

I heart public libraries.

Our local library has DVD machines. You can borrow a dvd free of charge for three days. That's liek totally sweet.

This has made me appreciate the library much more. Now I can enjoy some of the more visually moving arts.

My reaction during the Sony Conference

SONY E3 CONFERENCE STARTS NAO

From: Third Strongest Mole | Posted: 5/8/2006 06:42:23 PM | 

ACDC isn't gay.
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A lunatic is in the wall.

From: Third Strongest Mole  | Posted: 5/8/2006 07:07:02 PM | 

XD, PSP is apparently "unrivaled"
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From: Third Strongest Mole  | Posted: 5/8/2006 07:11:34 PM | 

Boring Testimonials?

Stop wasting people's time.
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From: Third Strongest Mole | Posted: 5/8/2006 07:12:50 PM | 

Lol, Graphics again.

"When I play games, I become a monkey."
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From: Third Strongest Mole | Posted: 5/8/2006 07:13:56 PM | 

I like how when those people were imagining a controller in their hand, they were moving it like a Wiimote
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From: Third Strongest Mole  | Posted: 5/8/2006 07:17:38 PM | 

From: GryphonRider | Posted: 5/8/2006 07:15:45 PM | Filter | Message Detail

Are you retarded?

"I HOLD MY CONTROLLER PERFLECTLY STILL WHEN I PLAY!!!!!!!!!"


I hold my controllers still.
They were wildly swinging their controller up and down.
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From: Third Strongest Mole | Posted: 5/8/2006 07:25:02 PM | 

Boohoo, HD.


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From: Third Strongest Mole  | Posted: 5/8/2006 07:28:04 PM |

More filler.
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From: Third Strongest Mole  Posted: 5/8/2006 07:29:59 PM |

We get it, Sony.

Better graphics and in HD for GT4

Go to the next game.
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From: Third Strongest Mole  Posted: 5/8/2006 07:30:43 PM |

No one cares about the history.

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From: Third Strongest Mole  | Posted: 5/8/2006 07:34:58 PM | 

Get the fuck out, you yappernese man.
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From: Third Strongest Mole | Posted: 5/8/2006 07:37:09 PM |

Magically able to bore me.
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From: Third Strongest Mole | Posted: 5/8/2006 07:40:08 PM |

The Eye Toy is pretty cool, but I don't think that the cards are really needed. They can do this now with just a selection menu.
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From: Third Strongest Mole | Posted: 5/8/2006 07:45:36 PM |

*silence*
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From: Third Strongest Mole  | Posted: 5/8/2006 07:50:27 PM | 

Where are the guns and explosions?
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From: Third Strongest Mole | Posted: 5/8/2006 07:56:24 PM | 

Another racing game?
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From: Third Strongest Mole | Posted: 5/8/2006 07:59:41 PM |

This game looks awesome.
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A lunatic is in the wall.

From: Third Strongest Mole  | Posted: 5/8/2006 08:12:46 PM | 

Resistance reminds me of Half Life Two.
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A lunatic is in the wall.

From: Third Strongest Mole  | Posted: 5/8/2006 08:15:48 PM | 

The game looks really nice, but I don't know if I want to play YET another fps =/
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From: Third Strongest Mole  | Posted: 5/8/2006 08:19:32 PM | 

Why was Shadow driving a car?
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--> More trailers

From: Third Strongest Mole  | Posted: 5/8/2006 08:38:38 PM |

My video fucked up.

Did Snake kill himself? He was holding the gun against his mouth.
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--> Sony's controller revealed.

From: Third Strongest Mole | Posted: 5/8/2006 08:42:20 PM | 

This is bad news for Nintendo imo.
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From: Third Strongest Mole | Posted: 5/8/2006 08:43:19 PM |

"I think this is a fantastic Innovation"

wtf.

This sums it all up.

From: TheTheoryReturns | Posted: 5/8/2006 09:12:02 PM | Filter | Message Detail

I really hope Iwata comes out tomorrow and just says, "You know what?"

"Fuck Sony. Fuck those faggot ass niggers always stealing shit from us and selling it for $200 more. I'm sick and tired of that little two-foot bullfrog-lookin' bitch Kutaragi always harping on how great his shit is when all he does is look at what we do and try to make it appeal to some mass audience. You know why the PS3 has motion control? Because Wii has it. You know why Wii has motion control? Because that's the direction we're taking the games industry. We're focused on providing new and unique game experiences. Those smug ass bitches Kutaragi and Harrison are focused on sucking as many thick nigger cocks as possible. Here's Mario. Here's Zelda. Here's Metroid. here's Pilotwings. Here's Super Smash. These games are gonna be fuckin' sick. In closing, eat a dick Sony. You look retarded."

Sony, hate, rising.

First off, the price of the PS3 is 500 (550 CAD) for the 20gig, and 600 for the 60 Gig. That price is alright.

I'm kinda worried about Nintendo now. Sony steals from Nintendo's idea, and calling it "Innovation". 

I want to punch the guy on stage who said "Don't you love suprises?"

Now, obviously, my respect for Sony is about zero right now. I'm sure that the Wiimote is still better than Sony's PS3. This is because of the one-hand stick versus the two hand way of holding the PS3 controller.

Yeah, sure, you can hold the PS3 controller with one hand, but then you'd miss out on half of the controls.



Anyways, this is bad news for Nintendo for sure.

Swimming + McNair, again.

Today, I went swimming. Of course, I was blind as a person without glasses could be. The place was, as far as I can tell, the pool at Minoru. I distinctively remember not having any money to rent a locker or anything. There also was the problem of where I can keep the key. There's been experiences with losing stuff in the pool. I could see that there was a card at the bottom of a pool, possibly a U-Pass. The guy selling the ticket invited me to go into the steam room. I ignored him and left.

Then, I went to McNair again. This time, I was walking from the North of the Building to the South. Along the way, Barry (The White Fool) took my attention and I went into a classroom. The people inside were doing nothing. Barry was doing the usual thing: wasting my time. I did, however, see someone sitting next to him that I knew. Unfortunately that didn't include his name, so I did the whole point a finger at him and say a random name. I don't know if the God was smiling at me or what, but the name I guessed WAS his name... Parry. The guy was surprised that I knew his name. He knew me too. I wanted to leave the room because I felt really uncomfortable about the name thing. That's when Gresko came into the room. He was really angry about the average mark of the class, and that everyone was not studying while he was away. I took the liberty of ninja-leaving.

Then I went onwards to... Herlinveux's room. I didn't expect to see anyone there, but Oliver, Adam Chao and... Brian (of the Mavis) was already there. I stood there, holding my notes (for some reason not inside my bag) like an idiot. They didn't seem to acknowledge my existence. I stood there, wanting to leave. Herlinveaux was apparently making a stain-glassed window with a painting for her mother, and it was dated whenever Mother's Day was. I stood there listening to their conversation when suddenly Herlinveaux found a giant error in her plan. She apparently just took last year's Mother's Date and just changed the year. That means that her date was a couple of days off. She told everyone that when they walk near the trash next time, they would see this glass. The four of them laughed. I wanted to leave, to ask Alexis something important. I wanted to ask which Engineering Field he eventually chose, and how he ended up in Teaching.

I played the Revolution today.

Man, the controller was sweet. Iwata told me that the system has 512mb of internal memory which could double as ram. The surprise was that there is a memory-card dealie that you insert right into the controller. I played this wicked starwars game online. That was cool.

Also, I apparently went to McNair today independantly from Jacky, but both of us were there at the same time. I'm not sure why I was there, so I left.

Scream Like A Baby

Jacky doesn't try to speak. Blood is coming out of his neck and there is nothing he can do. It pierced through an artery. Le Jacky was dying.

This is the first time he has been in this situation. None of his Western Education have taught him how to accept death. Where he comes from, everyone is encouraged to fight against death. Even aids-ridden Cancer patients are told to 'fight' against it. None of these comments seem to be applicable to Le Jacky, who is slowly dying.Sure, he could try to find someone, but what use would these neaderthals be? They'd put leeches on his neck and aid in the bleeding process. That's assuming that there are people out here.

It is very painful, and therefore Le Jacky felt very alive. However, it was so painful that Le Jacky felt that even the most menial scream would aleviate the pain. It, of course, didn't work and Le Jacky was just lying on the ground screaming.

Lol @ Terrence.

33 credits -> Average = 83.6

Top 27 credits - > 86

Screw this. White = bad.

I did some research and it turns out that it will sriously damage the hair.

I guess I'm sticking with my black, but somewhat healthy hair.

"So I'm going to gibe a bonus question."

"The first question is this: Define verifiable."

"Question two, what does the prefix 'cunugo' mean?"

"Qustion 3, what is the 'red light district' ? Hint: it has to do with proteins."


These questions were asked in my fictional sitting in BAIN's class. The fun thing is that at least two of these three questions seem legitimate. I answered the first one by saying that it is something that can be done over again. I had no idea what the second one means. The third one probably has to do with a chemical that turns bright red when it comes into contact with proteins.

Summer of Change.

I am pretty sure that I want to dye my hair.

The colour? I'm not sure yet. I definitely don't want to look like a stupid stereotypical chinese (with the golden hair, lole).

I cried... in my dream.

There once was this guy, named Phil. He was a comedian, and a good one at that! The networks offered him a show of his own, and he took it. For four years, he entertained everyone with his weird antics. At the beginning of the fifth season, his wife shot Phil.

Now, in this dream, I was talking to Phil's coworkers about just anything. Of course the topic of the show came up. I've always maintained that it was a brilliant show that needs a remake or something. I don't know why I said "And of course, there'd have to be a new cast" That was a very stupid statement when I said it in front of the actors.

Anyways, I was browsing a site's forum where Phil actually posted. He had trollish topics like "Wife Beater: Part 1" etcetera. It was funny, but it made me want to cry because I know that he was gone.

Three things about me.

1) I am sick of Chinese food at Chinese Restaurants.

2) I had a haircut. Huzzah!

3) I haven't been dreaming for a long time.