Talk about pressure.

There's a chance that I can get a 6-week job, and it will depend on how I respond to the person. Man, I wants it =(

The smell of blood.

No, not a nosebleed. I can smell blood everywhere today. No Nosebleed in sight. It makes me feel uncomfortable.

By now, you can expect me to have given up on my other story. I've had a brilliant project that I might want to work on right now. Hint: Create your own Adventure.

I might be getting a summer job after all. Details: never.

Terrence?

Where are you? Your family misses you. It has been six weeks since we heard from you. How are you? Why did you run away?


---

Dune... is a much harder reading material than "The Depths Of Time" and is really refreshing, I think.

Oh Library.

Apparently, the sequels to "The Depths of Time" are not available at the library.

This means I'll be moving onto the "Dune" series.

I'm going to start tonight.

The Depths of Time

This is a book that I just finished reading today. I initially liked the idea, but then the story has to go through all this bullshit about how "terraforming doesn't work"

What a load of bullshit.

I would let it slide except that this was the central theme. What the fuck? His explanation is that eventually, all terraformed worlds would collapse because the eco-system is not as complex as Earth's. It also said that Complexity is directly proportional to the time that the system will last. That's kinda fine with me, except that the book states that Earth would be the only planet that will remain habitable. This nature wanking is just disgusting.

Wouldn't it be possible that if one created an eco-system that was as complex as Earth's, that it too will remain habitable and self-correcting?

Blah.

5/10

What I thought when I woke up this morning.

I wanted Cereal.

Yes, I wanted cereal when I woke up this morning.

It doesn't matter what kind of cereal it was. The important part was that it was cereals.

Now, why would I want cereals?

I don't know.

So, now that it is 11:26pm, I find myself with a box of unopened cereal which I went out to purchase less than 20 minutes ago.

I still don't know. Good day.

The Rooster

Hair cut yesterday.
12 Newsradio Episodes.
The Proud Rooster laughs
at all of my foolishness.

Commercialization of institutions must stop!
But, stop after I get my ice cream.

Wow, my router over-heated.

It wouldn't respond to any commands, so I checked the physical machine out. It was teh HOT.

I can't believe that it would be overheated. I mean, it is practically set up so that there is maximum spacing on all sides of the machine (barring down).

Man, that sucks.

I've been having a miserable time not doing anything. It is just too hot to do stuff, ya know?

Good News, everyone!

Not only are they making new futurama episodes, but my PC is running much faster now!

Thank goodness!

12 minutes remaining.

unbelievable.

Setup will complete in approximately 32 minutes.

I don't know why it is taking so fucking long.

Thirty Four Minutes left? Really? Microsoft? Really?

I'm reinstalling Windows right now, after Ubuntu Failed me so miserably. The screen has been stuck at "34 minutes remaining" for more than 10 minutes.

Why must you lie to me, you bastards? I just want to be your droogie.

Well, this fucking sucks.

Oh boy. Just as I was trying to install my Vista 2, I came upon the same error. My system then started acting weird. I thought, "Well, that's Windows for ya!", but when I restarted my computer, it wouldn't boot anymore!

That's when I decided to give Vista another try. Nope, it stops installing at 6-7% I've read that some systems with 2 SATA harddrives have problems like this. Oh well.

Windows XP still wouldn't boot.

I went into the Vista recovery tool, and it says "No Operating System Installed".

At this time, I thought, "Shit. Vista must have fucked up my boot record, and baleeted my XP installation."

I've had this problem before, so I would usually just pop in my ubuntu live cd and fix the problem.

I came upon another problem. Just as Ubuntu Live CD was completely loaded, the system reboots! Now,  I went into the boot record to see what's wrong.

Apparently, my DVD drive is now my "Primary IDE" while my harddrives became my "secondary". That shouldn't cause any problems right?

So here I am, typing this message on a computer without a mouse, waiting for my system to install Ubuntu, so that I can try to fix the problem. I don't know if I want to anymore at this point. It might be better to just reinstall XP, since it has been more than a year since I last reinstalled. It might be worth it just to remove all of that junk. Fuck you!

My Ipod has finally died.

I will begin autopsy soon.

Oh, and I torrented Vista Beta 2, and will now try to install it again. Here's to good luck and long live.

Fucked up.

I don't know if I want to talk about this.

Who really cares, really? Nobody will read this anyways.  I'm not sure what the circumstances are, but in my dream, there was apparently a party with a bunch of moochers (I think I was one of them) and I came across what I believed was some Canadian-based Brewery's Alcoholic Beverage splattered over this rectangular tray/trough. There were people drinking from it too. Naturally, I'd do it too. Except, I used a cup (standardized red plastic cup with the white interior).
Now... Hasn't there been a time where you drank something from a cup, and then you find out that there are living things in the cup, and the moment you realize that there were living organisms in that cup, you freak out? That's what I did. There were these white slash translucent slash clear tadpole-like creatures inside. I'd say they were about one point five centimetres long. There were three of them, at different sizes. I distinctively remember that they had black dots that covered the length of the body. While my mouth was on the cup, I can "feel" them banging against my lips, trying to dissuade this invader from drinking their home.  I said that I was freaked out, because one WOULD be freaked out by something like this. I (naturally) spat everything back into the cup, and removed it from my mouth. What else did I do? I took one of these creatures clinging (somehow) on my mouth and threw it on the ground. I was about to crush it with one final and decisive step when I stopped.  Somehow, I was so very much convinced that this creature deserved the same respect and dignity that I have been so generously given. I began to think about life. These lifeforms. Life. Where did life came from? They were still developing. Hey, wait a minute, they look like something else. Something else that looked like tadpoles. I came to a disgusting thought. These were sperm?
Oh, and I woke up really thirsty, so I guess that caused my dream.

Now, I can't really possibly top that off, but my mind went into overdrive the next night. Thankfully, this time, I wasn't a participant. I was merely an observer. You see, in this fantastical universe, there exists a planet with intelligent dinosaurs. These weren't just any kind of dinosaurs, however, but they were dinosaurs who spoke English, and had a Monarchy.

Anyways, I was observing this Dinosaur. Perhaps it was a Triceritops, but I don't really care, and it doesn't really matter. This Dinosaur (lets call him Tricky) was a Prince. He was a young Prince (basically a TODDler) who was just growing up in a good, timely manner. Okay, the King issued the royal taylor to create some pants for Prince Tricky. Days later, and the pants were made. There were a grand total of five. The King was really excited at what the Taylors were able to make, and he expressed an enthusium unmatched.

Pants were a new idea to these creatures. They'd never really seen one before. Prince Tricky would be the first EVER to wear pants.

The first pair of pants were simply designed. It was a spherical piece of fabric that had two holes cut out. That was it. The Taylors wanted to start simple.

The second pair of pants now "hugged" the features, kinda like really tight spandex. The King was impressed.


The third pair of pants... well, had extra materials in front which would absorb. The Prince approved profusely.

When the Taylors were about to unveil the fourth pair, the King noticed a pattern. These pants were successively getting better. He couldn't wait until he sees the next two. So, the Taylors should them the fourth pair. It had an extra space in the back of the pants just for shit. The Royals didn't know what to think. Shit? In their Pants? Were the Taylors serious? Prince Tricky did a quick, impromptu demonstration. It worked. He was able to shit a giant log in his pants. Sure, he was uncomfortable for a bit, but after he sat down, he was able to enjoy a warm feeling surrounding his buttocks. The pants were prompty removed.

The final pair of pants were simply magnificent. It is amazing, even for us on planet Earth. These pants were automatically taking the shit out of your anus, and depositing it in a clear tubing which was put beside you. That way, everyone can see how much shit you were full of. On the other side was a tube that took the urine out of your urethra! It also similarly deposits the urine into a clear tube that everyone can see! Wow!

What's the moral of the story? There is none. I don't know what happens to these products, but if I had my way, all of the dinosaurs would be wearing these shit-taking pants. You can call THAT a happy ending.

Pubic Service announcement.

Tetris rating : 7440ish.

Safely within top 200.

That is all.

I don't know why I haven't talked about it.

My Econ 101  final was last Saturday, (the 17th of June) and it was difficult. Like what the other bloggers have said, it was based a lot on the theories. There were non-sensical questions about under-valuing car insurances or something. I didn't like it much. You know, as much as I have bitched about Professor Gateman, he isn't that bad. It is just that he makes people do annoying shit, and I really dislike that.

I am confident that I've passed the class (heck, I only needed 25% on the exam), so I'm not worried. With that class complete, I'm done UBC's first year Engineering credits. Whatever happens now, I'm doing for fun.

State of Life.

Oh boy. Since my classes are done (for now), I haven't been doing much. You know the usual, just gaming.

I've been continuing my quest at playing Wind Waker. Though my enjoyment has increased since I last talked about it (briefly), it is starting to grow on me. I was just reading into all the little easter eggs and story links, and I found them all the be very facinating. Right now, I have just finished going to Forsaken Fortress the second time and rescued my 'sister'. I was supposed to go to the two temples, but I am actually just hanging around exploring all the caves and whatnot.

In Guild Wars, I've been fanatically trying to get amber through Alliance Battles. Yeah, but it is getting tedious. At least I got some of "teh" awesome Kurzick 15k Armor. Alas, these are pointless, trivial things.

What about your Job, Mole?
I don't have one, obviously, but I kind of want one. I want more monies! Somehow, I'm not motivated. I think it is because of my bad experiences with handing out Resumes. I mean, I am "over qualified" in terms of my grades et cetera for teh McBurgers, but I don't have any real other experiences for anything else. Argh.

Must be a self-fullfilling prophecy.

Yeah, the install didn't go though. There was an error with the iso. After doing a quick google search, many, MANY people have had this problem too. Apparently, Microsoft's file delivery network isn't that great. I guess I'll have to go download using a torrent, which automatically checks for the bits and whatnot.

There's nothing like installing Vista Beta...

at night...

near midnight...

And probably have something horribly go wrong.

New Hardware Found.

Disk Drive.

19.564 GB.


Format G
Are you sure? Y

Formatting Drive.

Drive Formatted! Enjoy!

Murderball, sounds like my kind of sport.

Murderball is just so awesome. Hell, I'd like to play it now. Who doesn't like to sit in an armoured-tank-like wheel chair and roll around ramming into other players? I mean, which normal boy doesn't want to actually sit in one of those wheel chairs anyways? I know I think they're cool.

Nintendo Wii is out.

I have the newest scope (with myself as my only source.)

Apparently, the hidden feature of the Wii is a blue gelatinous sheet of something that you can stick on your chest or whatever. It can simulate something hitting you.
I purchased one and I was playing the next-gen Mario Kart. Wowzers!

First off, they made the game much more like F-Zero, with longer tracks that goes in loops. I was playing my character as Wario and it was a track that was on a rollercoaster track.
 Rails! It was pretty crazy. The character model can actually be molded to be more aerodynamic, or whatever.

Pretty neat.

5 minutes ago, I think my Ipod died.

Now, I'm not so sure.

After checking the internets, I found a page with a guide to replace the Ipod Harddrive. Now, I wasn't going to actually be spending 100 dollars on a 2 year old product, so I was just seeing if there was an alternative. After reading some comments, some people actually suggested hitting the Ipod to cure the "clicking" problem.

Seeing that I could do no more harm, I did just that.

Nope, nothing.

I put the Ipod to my ear, to listen to the spin of the hard-drive.

It became worst!

Yeah! The clicking of the drive came at an even more quick cycle.

At this point, I was thinking "Dude, you retard. Why would you listen to people on the Internets? Just because there were 7-8 testimonials doesn't mean it is true." I hit my emotional low. That's when I decided to vent my frustration at the Ipod one last time. I held it to my hands, and gave it a nice hard whack!

And it became fine... at least for now.

Technology, eh?

Professor Gateman

Fuck you.

Final exam is tomorrow at 12:00 noon.

I hate this guy.

I don't know why this is so entertaining.

I mean, it is just a video of a guy yelling obscenities at a cat. Somehow, that voice makes it all better.

Listen.

Secret Party at Terrence's, okay?

It is his suprise Birthday Party. This weekend, everyone got that?

Movie, part two.

The sequel begins with two scenes that happened before the end of the first movie. They expand the intentions of the various people in the story.

 

Back on Earth, after the alien ships have landed. The camera pans from behind a desk onto three young asian female reporters. They had a camera (robotic) secretly go on board one of the ships to get "exclusive conclusive evidence" on the intent of these aliens. One of the reporters unveiled a secret and the three of them wanted to contact the USA government to reveal the information. They have come to the conclusion that the Aliens were probably friendly because their tapes have revealed a human actually inside the ship talking to one of the aliens!  Before the camera was disabled. they found that the reason they're here is because they want help with saving the Big Boss's Father, who is currently in a cryostatic tube. The Government end was shocked. It seems that they didn't know any of this at all.

 

Just when the three asian female reporters were finishing explaining the benevolent intent of the aliens, the Television in the background reported a grand light in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. The light (in a blinding flash coming out of the ocean) grew with more and more intensity. About a minute later, the ground shook with a huge fury. Speechless, they just hung up. The reporters had been wrong after all.

 

The story now focuses on the Ambassador of Canada talking with another insignificant nation. In the wake of the "new" (two months old now) threat, the Ambassadors were just talking about their nations. Canada, apparently had elected a Prime Minister, who was actually demanding that the Capital be moved in the Prarie Provinces. He was given the right to do that recently.The country has also stayed weapons-free completely, therefore unable to defend against any kind of an invasion. While this conversation was continuing, the Earth shook in its last painful quake.

 

The story then continues on the four astronaughts, but then again, I'm not sure what happens.

I choose you...

Mining.

You know how I always joked about not knowing what to go into (in terms of specialization), and that I'd probably just do a coin toss?

Yes. Mining= heads.

Heads won.

Oh Shit.June 15 deadline is coming.

 I have to hand in my Second Year Engineering Selection form... and I don't exactly know what to do yet. This is really messed up. Somehow, during the course of tomorrow, I'd have figured out what I want to do for the rest of my life, eh? Yeah, I should have known what exactly since the beginning of  January, but I've just been delaying, you know?

On one hand, I could totally choose Mining, which is something that I kinda want. It sounds interesting to me at least. There'd be lots of job opportunities (ceteris parabis, you know, assuming things go as they are right now). The bad side is that I will have to be living away from home, which is something my parents have been very vocal about. I have a feeling that the "rebel" side of me wants to choose this so that I can "rebel" against the wishes of my parents. I personally think that some "solitary" life elsewhere is good for me. I don't know much really.

On the other hand, I can choose Mechanical Engineering, the least worst choice of all the other engineering faculties. I don't really know why I want this, really. I just know that they have a program called "MechOne" where they build awesome robots and shit. There'd be people put into teams, and that's awesome. I don't really know about the job demand for this faculty, but I think that I will be able to manage (considering my grades, right? Grades >>> Experience, mirite?) Plus, I might meet Frank Ip, the one Horribly Addicted to Smoking, right? If I really want to, I can switch to a Mining Job anyways(They need Mechanical Engineers too!), but it doesn't really work the other way around.

Both are good choices, I think. If only there was a way to choose an "Integrated Engineering" of somekind. (Yes, that program exists too, but I'll have to spend an extra year studying bullshit. Fuck you!)

Holy shit weazels. Midterm 2 marks.

Midterm #2 (Out of 100) 76

Higher than I expected. Still lower than the last one though, but it is still higher than expected considering the missing chapter, etc.

I feel bad for the marker slash TA though, because he (apparently) broke both of his arms in a biking accident. Much sad love for him.

WARNING, DRAMA-JACKY.

[23:32] 獨孤求敗.: i went to the mcnair concert today : /
[23:38] ?: Terrence is a whoooooooore
[23:38] 獨孤求敗.: how would u know that?
[23:38] ?: He offered to do me
[23:38] 獨孤求敗.: :(
[23:38] ?: No wait, that was shinto
[23:39] ?: and his pelvic thrusts?
[23:39] 獨孤求敗.: he didn't do it.

=(

A two-part movie that was actually good.

Movie 1.

Giant alien ships arrive on Earth, landing at various uninhabited plains. Their language is undescipherable, but they've been here already.These aliens are led by this insane tentacle-ly alien big boss. Now, people of Earth are trying to figure out the intent of these aliens. Are they benevolent or not? For about two months, the Aliens did nothing. They didn't even step out of their ship. It was around this time that people are able to sneak aboard one of their ships. Apparently, the Aliens are looking for something vitally important on Earth.That is, until one night (at the USA), two months later. There seems to be some activity with one alien ship at the Pacific Ocean, and the whole world is focused on that event. A small object was seen to have fallen off of the ship. Earthicans are completely tense. Minutes later, a huge explosion and shockwave came about, followed by Earthquakes of un-imaginable magnitudes. Within ten minutes, the planet exploded, (or was rendered uninhabitable).

I don't really recall who the heroes are, just that it somehow involved 4 or 5 astronauts and a flying (possibly space) vehicle. Somehow, while trying to solve the problem, they find out that the Alien Big Boss is trying to revive his dad, who is frozen in a tube of some kind. Anyways, this ship lands on a planet with a lot of forest life. They were on a journey to retrieve some item that might possibly help with their situation. The problem was that once they found it, they don't have enough space/resource to go home with both the item AND all of the crew. One had to stay behind. The only black guy was 'forced' to stay behind. (He was the last person to get on the ship, or he didn't belong on the ship in the first place, or something.) So, there the guy was, on the planet, holding his only possessions from Earth. It contained comic book volume(s) and a fully charged music device of somesort. He had no other items other than his clothes. All alone, on a foreign planet with nobody else and nothing intelligent. Now, this black guy must have gone insane on this island. The first movie ended with him near the swamp on a swim when he sees "Annabel", the purple feline love-interest,  from Eek the Cat. This isn't a total suprise because it was established that the guy loves comics and cartoons and that his favourite show WAS Eek the Cat. With her was also this giant moronic cave-man creature who captured her. Suddenly, the man doesn't feel so bad because that show was his favorite show in the universe. He went off and rescued Annabel and the credits rolled.

Remember that old cartoon show :Doug?

http://www.punksandnerds.com/d/0149.html

LUE Wiki + Ipod dying.

I think I must have spent 3 hours working on LUE Wiki today. I don't really know why I am so invested in it. I think it is because there is a sense of being on the "frontier", you know? I can see that this new feature to LL will vastly promote community-ism, and allow information to be spread much easily once it is set up.

Oh. My Ipod must be dying. It has been freezing at unruly places recently, and the time is almost up. I can feel it. =(

No comment.

[17:45] ?: You = doing what/
[17:48] I've RENTed out my Life <Mona-Lisandra>: me+ foot massager= watching tv
[17:48] I've RENTed out my Life <Mona-Lisandra>: does this equation balance?

Costco, why? WHY?

Bah! Costco still hasn't replied yet. I don't think they want me at all. I guess it is time to move on.

Went to the library today to get some awesome books. I found this intriguing book by this author about timetravel. I haven't really gone far into it, but so far, it looks teh awesome.

Oh, I tried to sent in more stuff today, but Blogger Fucked up. They weren't of any real significances, so I won't repost.

Fwd: Horrible. Absolutely horrible.

Apparently the post didn't go through the first time.

---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: Me
Date: Jun 7, 2006 1:04 PM
Subject: Horrible. Absolutely horrible.
To: Blog

That exam today... was one of the worst exam I've seen. Expecting ~60% on that one. I blame Gateman for not including Chapter 8 in the textbook ( It goes from Chapter 7 right to chapter 9), which was on the exam. So, we had no practice on that whole chapter.

 

 

XD at this emofaq.

Let us laugh at him. This, my friend, is an emo... to the max!

(No, I didn't watch it though. It was funny enough to watch the first ten seconds.)

Newsradio Led Zeppelin.

Bill: And how's our broken harded husk of a news director holding up?

Dave: Well, I have to admit, Bill.

Bill: Tell me about it. I'm in the same boat. My girlfriend, you know, Linda? Dumped me.

Dave: Well I'm sorry, Bill. I really am. But for the record, I wasn't dumped. It was a mutual decision.

Bill(sarcastically): Ha ha, well I believe you.
Hurts, doesn't it?

Dave: Yes, yes.

Bill: You've been lying awake at four in the morning?

Dave: Yeah, I have.

Bill: Listening to the same record? Over and over?

Dave: Yeah, Bob Dylan, Blood on the tracks... What about you?

Bill: Oh, I don't like music.

Dave: Well, what do you do when you're up all night?

Bill: I've been sleeping like a rock! You and me, Buddy! We will get over this together!


Scene later...



Bill: How're you holding up, fellow dumpie?

Dave: Pretty good, how are you doing?

Bill: Whatcha working on?

Dave: Lisa won't talk to me, so I'm writing a memo. It started as a memo, except its seven pages.

Bill: Memos? That's ridiculous!

Dave: I know! I know!

Bill: But just like a woman.

Dave: Yeah, exactly.

Bill: I will NEVER understand what goes on inside their "women heads".

Dave: Me either. Like when they're mad at you, they won't tell you why.

Bill: Good one! And why do they always take so long in the bathroom when you're in a hurry to go somewhere?

Dave: I know. Lisa would be in their for 45 minutes.

Bill: Oh, that's nothing! One time Linda and I were late for the theatre. She was in the bathroom for three hours.

Dave: Three hours?!

Bill: Yeah, and when I finally broke down the door, she had gone out the window and down the fire escape.

Dave: Really?

Bill: Yeah, typical, huh?

Dave: Uh... sure... Another thing is that when we go to a restaurant, Lisa would always expect me to pay.

Bill: Oh! Women and restaurants are the worst! Linda would never pick up a check. And she'd always try to steal some silverware.

Dave: No kidding?

Bill: Yeah! And the plates and the tablecloth. A guy would never do something like that!

Dave: Well, that's actually kind of weird.

Bill: No, women. So then she accuses the waiter of trying to poison her. Big Fight. She goes outside, sets a trash can on fire. Blah bleby blah blah. You know how it is!

Dave: Does this happen everytime you went out?

Bill: Oh, don't rub it in! And you know what else is really weird about Linda?

Dave: You know, I think Linda might be weirder than most, Bill.

Bill: They will never, ever admit they're wrong.

Dave: Oh, that's true. You know, I mean why can't Lisa just admit that I might be right?

Bill: I don't know. Why would Linda always turn herself in to the police for crimes she didn't commit? You know, Really! Go figure!

Dave: (pause) Bill, I think Linda might be clinically insane.

Bill: Yeah. Clinically insane... like a fox! What woman isn't?

-----

Ain't that the truth, eh, Bill? Ain't that the truth.
Anyways, I just love the character of Bill McNeal. That insane egotistical bastard! 

Theory # 1 (but probably not)

Well, there doesn't seem to be much content. Why is that?
I think a large part of the reason is this: sloth. Sloth, laziness, procrastination, or whatever you call it is one of the biggest reason why people don't do as much as they could. I find that when I am procrastinating, or whatever, that I don't actually want to be procrastinating. I whine to myself that I am doing absolutely nothing, and that makes me feel mad! Yeah, really, it does!

Another part of the reason is that I don't feel safe writing too much about myself... I mean, just in case something happens and I'm totally wanted by the coppers... or I've infuriated some people on the internets. Now, I've been fairly safe with my "not using fullname"ness. Sure, I've posted pictures, but who really cares about an Asian dude? There are billion(s) of Asian dudes! No, my "face" doesn't matter. My actual screenname does, though. I have thus far (to the best of my knowledge), not used my "common" screenname here. Third Strongest Mole (Man, Earthbound does rock!) is sufficient for me. Even if I'm not writing to full strangers, it would be foolish to write exactly  how I feel. I've seen some horrible myspace blogs that has super private information floating on the internets. Those fools!

Was there a supposed to be a third(or fourth) paragraph?

Words, escape?

Activities: Dentist, Guild Wars, realized how horrible was Wind Waker (at least the whole sailing thing).

I don't know what I want to do anymore.

Suicide is my only option.

Oh, and I sent an email to that costco person... here's hoping for a reply.

I must be a lightweight drinker.

I don't know why, but as I went up to my (bath)room to take a shower, I decided to take a few swigs of alcohol. (I finished my "The End of THe World" and I consumed some more of my Olde English [but imported from America] Ale) Now, I'm definitely feeling the effects of the alcohol. The alcohol by volume isn't that great (~9% for both), but I am definitely past tipsy. It is a very interesting state of mind, imo. Obviously, I would have made more typing errors, but I am allowing myself to go back to correct the words, If you see any typos, then it is the product of my mind (in this current state) not being able to catch my own mistakes! Huzzah!

Grah!

Bleh.

Music, and Tetris.

Wow, those albums from Streetlight Manifestos are amazing."A Moment of Silence" is one of the most enjoyable songs I've heard in a long time. I've also been listening to Depeche Mode's albums, and they're more of the same.

Tetris.
I went and played against this Yappernese guy for about 30 matches, and We ended up pretty much evenly. (no net gain/loss) However, I played in a 4-way multiplayer match and I lose about 180 points in a single game =/ My score right now is about 7050, which is still pretty high.

Mostly tired right now. I have to prepare for my exam on wednesday, which is something I totally am not looking forward to. Blargh.

Oh boy.

Yesterday, I was delivering some Fast Food! to certain places for that store that my parents owned, and it was annoying. People have no respect for 'delivery boys' at all. =/

So, I've been spending most of my time yesterday playing Tetris DS. You have to hand it to those Japanese people with their elite playing skills. I managed to break 7200 yesterday night, only to fall back to around 7120. Apparently, that score is good enough for a top 800 score. Yippee.

In GW, I really want some Kurzick armour. You, give me some NAO.

Day of Laziness.

Enough said.

AfriKa for the PS3

You said I was fucking crazy. Now the Joke's on YOU.

http://www.gamespot.com/ps3/adventure/afrika/index.html?q=afrika

It exists! I'm not crazy. You shut up. Shut up, you dog!

Well, that was a close one.

I went to my bedchamber last night (~12.30am) and I found my most cherished and dear notebook slash diary slash journal almost ruined. Over the night, or perhaps day, my cup of water had apparently been spilled on the book. Fortunately, the pages still read fine. That's when I realised that the whole thing was worth it. It is very fulfilling to read one's own words about the future (or past). It doesn't matter that nobody else (but myself) is reading it. I'm still having fun with it, and that's what ultimately matters. I think the same applies to my blog. I will have to wait until the end of the year before I reread this whole deal.

While reading it, I decided to peer into the lips of Hollywood and read some of my old-ish/abandoned stories. One, in particular was a complete joy to read. I, obviously, haven't posted it here because none of the stories here are any good (and I definitely have none that are joyous to read). Sure, it could use some revisions, but I definitely think it is a good story. I just don't know where the story goes (which is definitely a bad idea. When you have a story, you should definitely know where it is going.) I have vague ideas about the next few pages, but when I get to those pages, I find I have nothing to say. Right now, in the story, I have written myself to a dead end.

In other news, I decided to re-buy the "Fin de la Monde" during the last Saturday Weekend, and I have to say that I enjoyed the End of the World MUCH more this time. I can taste the olfactory spice and eveything. I find that when drinking this, the first taste gives off that delightfully rich flavour consisting of a small sweetness. Subsequent tries, though gives a less satisfying result. My guess is that The End of the World needs to be served with some food for the best taste. You know, something to clear the pallete.