I don't want to jinx it.

So I won't say.

But I might actually do this this time.

Penis Life.

Zelda sucks.

I'm "done" with The Wind Waker.

No, I didn't beat it again. I've found all the triforce pieces and am about to enter the final castle. I just don't want to play that tedious part again.

GG.


Moving on to Paper Mario: Ten Thousand Year Door.

Finally GVG'd some more today.

So, I went to the Library to take out Heretics of Dune (So far not as engaging), and I came home to do some more stuff.

The deadzone is pretty good in Season 2. The season 1 finale was awesome though, the revelation of "Johnny Smith"'s purpose.

The GVG battles were nice. We gots like 2 victories.

I know these look like unconnected points, but what are you going to do?

Either his sarcasm sucks, or he is just stupid.

[13:44] Zombie: Hohoholy shit
[13:44] Zombie: I made 4 dollars in the last 30 days
[13:51] Derek: u made 4 whole dollars!!!!!!!!!!!
[13:51] Derek: WHOA DUDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! UR FUCKEN RICH BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHA!!!!!
[13:51] Derek: .................idiot.....

Wow, that Zombie book is creepy in a homosexual way.

I don't recommend reading it.

There was no reason for a non-event

I was going to do a test today, but then I thought " I can do this on next friday without any kind of reprocussion", so why not?

Besides, I didn't really get enough sleep this morning. I swear there are fucking transients stalking the neighborhood because there seems to be always some kind of siren going off every night.

Been watching the Dead Zone a lot. That show surprises me sometimes with its awesomeness.

I have also been reading the "Zombie" book. Apparently, the main character "Quintin P__" is a kind of retarded homosexual murderer. He kills young boys or men along the highway between the town and his house. The purpose of this is that he wants to create a Zombie who will "Love him" and "Obey every action", and would say things like "Yes master, please stick that penis up my ass."

Needless to say, I am quick unsettled by the book.

Project count: 13(+8)

Awesome, but definitely derivative product.

As far as I can tell, it is set in a modern-day-ish era, with two countries much like the USA and North Korea, except both were strangely white. Two forces are trying to gain global domination of the planet. NK has minor bases on the moon. So, the Duke of NK was trying to get to the moon for some reason, and he has taken his most trusted advisers and family. (Wife, Daughter, Minister of Finance, other Ministers, a Banker, etc.) The plane was a small plane, and just as it is about to take off (by running itself off a bridge and then having the jet engines life the plane away), I remember buckling myself into the seat. The plane didn't take off properly, and promptly fell to the ocean. The seat-belt didn't do anything. After a moment of doubt, I removed my thing and tried to swim away. One of the ministers, a phat one, had a lifeboat, and we all (minus like two people who died or went missing) got to an island. We were promptly rescued. The Duke had doubt that one of the people in the plane sabotaged our craft, and we quickly get to a scene on the island where the Banker was displaying his authority on the island.

So apparently, this assassination attempt has caused the Duke to lose all of his power, and the new Government still wants him dead.
---
The story is doesn't really make sense; it is basically modeled after Dune.

Oh Mother. Why?

So, a new store has finally opened at Lansdowne Mall. It is one of those huge Japanese/Asian stores, right?  The magical thing about this store is that it actually contains Japanese Import games... at a reasonable price that is comparable to ones released here.

I was giddy.

I went to the games section and found my beloved Mother 3.

Then I found the english (!) version of Mother 3. I was estatic. Terrence was kinda estatic too. I took both of them.

I went to the check out, and the lady was totally like "So you're happy with these versions?" and I looked at the boxes. One of them said 2016AD, while the other said ~1000ad. Hm. Different time zones? Terrence crept up on me and said that the timezones don't really matter, so I was like "Yeah, sure."

It wasn't until the final moment when the lady opened up the game boxes and showed me that these were empty cases. The store had to ORDER from Japan before they can get the game. LAME. LAME. LAME.

Fwd: Annie is now in our guild.

Apparently this didn't go through the first time.

On 7/22/06, <I> wrote:

First off, this has been one of the worst days of my life. The sole reason is this: too hot.

I think the day peaked at like 90deg fahrenheit and 32 deg Celsius... at least according to my inaccurate thermometre.

Anyway, it now seems like Annie is the only person I know who regularly blogs. I must read and learn ALL.

Funny that she also writes though. Similar story: Failed because of lack of interest + Procrastination.

Story count: 5 (+1)
 

i FEEL BAD BECAUSE MY CAPSLOCK IS LOCKED TO HAVE CAPS.

aND i CAN'T HELP BUT CONTINUE TO TYPE THE SAME WAY i HAVE ALWAYS TYPED, YOU KNOW?

iNDEED.

aPPARENTLY i NEED TO TYPE MY EMAILS IN A CERTAIN FASHION NOW.

Oh gawd.

My hosting is gone.

This isn't gonna be read at all. I can feel it.

I'm dying here. It is too hot.

I can't think.

It is way too hot.

I heard that it is going to get worse tomorrow.

Oh.
Status: 4

Mortality. Fatality.

Wow.

I was walking down three road (South direction) and I saw this twenty something year-old Biker. He was just about to cross the small road when a red Volvo sped up around the corner and turned. The biker almost got hit, and barely had enough time to stop. The Volvo continued on its path making an extremely wide turn (cutting one lane directly)

I was walking and when I passed the biker, he was in complete shock. I think he realized how close he was to getting really hurt. He was still standing at the exact same spot.

1) I feel ashamed of the driver of the Volvo for not slowing down before turning (when at a small intersection).
2)   That the driver sped away quickly to get away from the scene.

Pokemon Terrorists of the Night.

Three unique parts:

Villians of the Night
This is a comic or animated series which describe the reasons behind why certain comic villians are villians. Most of them are just attracted by the night and have a conscious desire to play with it. There was this group of youngins who appeared to be undesirably ugly kids which had unique abilities. They all had the power to leap from building to building. Even though they aren't old enough, the group of htese kids combined had a certain amount of pulling weight within the community.


Pokemon Emerald
Yes. This was the only game in the store which I wanted to buy at that mall. Why can't I remember which store I went to before? It was at one of those dead-end places in the mall. Derek was there, as was someone else. There was a restaurant. It was on the second floor of the building. There was an exclusive flight of stairs down which is used only as an exit. I think there was a medical clinic opposite of the exit. Anyway, the Pokemon Emerald game was there on sale. I hesitated buying it. It wasn't until later that I realized I didn't have enough cash on me and I needed to go to the ABM machine.


Terrorist

Yeah, apparently people can't just take it that I was a terrorist. I mean, they even harrassed me at my home! Fortunately, they can't attack me because the attackers would get in shit-trouble, but they messed up my room and my fridge. "Do you know how many people died because of you in the war?" Yeah right. It isn't like I convinced high-ranking military personnes to invade this and that country.

... but why did he kill the man?

I get that the main character became a kind of malevolent person (a villian if you will) through a transformation, but why that person? Who was that person? I knew once. I didn't really pay enough attention, I guess. I just saw that at the end, the main character became bad. He even destroys his brother.

Man, the dead man's head on his cane was totally unexpected. It wasn't like one of those heads impaled on the ends. No, this one was at the bottom. It went through the skull.
So, the main character turned his brother by hiding this symbol or mark on the chin of the brother. There was an immediate change.

What I don't get is why he killed the man on his cane.

Sony PS3 hurts wallet.

Games cost 75 dollars Canadian.
Systen = 650

819.25 after tax for a system and a game.
The fact is that sony hurts wallets.

Finished Dune Messiah.

Wow.

I got the book yesterday and I'm done today.

Pure awesomeness.

Includes some hypothetical brother + sister slash mother incest too!

Wow.

I need to read the next book.

I want my DeadZone, damnit!

I ordered my copy of Season 1 and 2 of The Dead Zone June 26 from Amazon and I don't have it yet. According to my research, the first season dvd isn't widely available anymore, and it takes time to get the stock. Argh, so the site changed the delivery notice from "3-7 days" to "3-6 weeks".


The good news is that I've waited a good 3 weeks already, so theoretically it can come any time now.

A week of Logics class.

1)Logics class takes a significant chunk of time out of the day and is not fun.
2)Updating this takes time.
3) I'd rather have fun.

4) The time should be spent doing more enjoyable things.

Funny story.

So, my sister was driving home and I was with her, right? We were right by Aberdeen Mall, or whatever when the car (truck) in front stops. It had the emergency clicky lights on.

My sister was really pissed off. She used the horn. The guy comes out of his truck and, using hand gestures, signalled my sister to leave.

Lol, it turns out that someone (a chick) was hit by a car. I made sure my sister felt like a jerk for honking the horn.

We walked by the person hit later, and she was on the ground with her back to the ground crying. The guy that hit her was an Asian/Chinese man.

XD

Megaman games are for...

Lookie here.

Ecks dee, 

You searched for: Megaman
Filter by: You are here : Girl

Zombie story.

You know, this zombie story I'm making is actually pretty fun, I think.

No more details though.

Useless neat stuff.

Gadgets, except they're really old and really useless.

This one device can add randomized white dots onto photographs? And they look like they're actually inside the photo instead of on top? Neat,I guess. Since it doesn't use any kind of electrical energy. Another swipe of this thing can turn it off.

Why I am not a musician.

I was in band in elementary school. I played the Clarinet. I played pretty good too, imo. Now, why is it that I didn't continue in high school and all subsecquent learnings? I think I found the primary reason.

There was a Grade 7 concert at this far-away place. Being me, I assumed that I knew where the place was, and I didn't really check.  Now, you can probably guess what happened. My parents drove me to the place where I thought it was at. We got out, and looked around. It was empty.

"Are you sure this is the place?"

"No. >_>"

I showed him the address and they said it is near New Westminster. The concert starts in maybe 30 minutes, and we're still really close to my house.

What did I decide to do? I said "Let's go!"

When we got there, I wanted to rush in to the place and quickly set up. No, it was too late. They already begun.

Should I have gone in and ask for forgiveness for being late with my Super Evil Music Teacher? Maybe.
I remember a conversation with a teacher person saying "But they are already inside."

I think I liked music a bit less since that day.

I miss my carpet V_V

I guess it is something that you don't really appreciate until it is gone.

This morning, as I was geting out of my room onto the "outside my room" area, I impacted the cold hard floor for the first time. You know, normally, I would kinda "leap" out of my room, with a little bit of velocity. I would have the carpet slow me down due to more friction.

No, this time, the friction wasn't as aggressive.

The result?

Pain.

My room, occupied by the books. You can see Luigi.


Floor leading from my room. New and somewhat shiny.





Living Room-g


Dining Room


Yep, very cluttered


My computer area, mucho 1337


Kitchen past the hall


Living Room redux


Again


New painted room, as alluded before.

Floor of Daying.

So, my house is having several carpet-ed areas replaced with a hardwood floor. I don't really mind the choice except for the fact that every place that is being replaced will have to have all items moved. This means that the other sections are going to be very cramped.

Sigh.

Basically, four rooms are being de-carpetted:

Downstairs:
Living Room
Room between garage and kitchen

Upstairs:

Master Bed room
Hallway from Kitchen to all of the other rooms.

Pics? Maybe.

Christine (Josef), Gladys, and Hazelle.

So, my friends and I were going to the theatre, watching some brainless-moronic movie. After the first movie, we... decided to stay within the velvet curtains and sneak into a second. I was getting pretty tired by the time the second ended. What we were doing was morally reprehensible, or something to that effect. Stealing movie shows? Entertainment that I didn't pay for? Disgusting.

So, I was talking to Jacky in one of those semi-private places in the second floor of the theatre. It was shaped so that very few people could see us talking. We were literally standing in a 4-theatre chamber of unique fun-iness. I'm not good with words >_>




Anyways, Jacky was droning on about some "Endless Cycle of Movie Theatre-ness" and that "We could do this forever(or at least for a very long time" and I was just fake smiling. I didn't want to watch these horrible movie. That, and the idea of indefinitely stealing sucks =/

That's when the trio of evil came.

Well, not really.

I had a nice chat with them. Christine is all (fake-like, in her standard non-fake way.) saying "wow. Nice to see you, Chris." One of them (I think Hazelle) started saying that I should "totally donate money" to this organization. Totally Bogus is what I thought. I said I didn't want to =/. Somehow, the conversation turned into a "how big is your penis" kind of question, except it wasn't about penis-es, but about how much we individually earn. I used an optimistic-high figure number (300$, lole) and Gladys was liek "that's more than I make" and that she had to save money for herself to change her faculty or school or program. The conversation got really awkward at that point. I pretty much wanted to end it.

And I did. 

Quick note.

I've been walking around my house with my Zelda-Triforce quilt that I made 2 summers ago and I came to a stunning conclusion.

I want a cape.

That's right, I want to wear a bleeping blopper cape around everywhere. Not just a cruddy looking cape, but a real one.

It isn't too weird, right?

I think it'd be cool to walk around with a cape. Why not?

Why not?

Donkey Konga.

I'm very dissapointed at EB Games for not having them in stock... but I guess that was the point of their sale. They wanted to clear out all the stock.

I finished Dune today.

What can I say? It is like the best novel so far.

I'm going to try to re-read the whole thing... right now.

I can't believe it.

I actually started the "project" yesterday. Unbelievable.

Anyway, I painted the room leading from my kitchen to my garage. Tis now blue instead of "ugly beige".

Alright. July 1st? I'm halfway done this project.

I must really start organizing.

Oh, Job?

None.
"Looking for more of a Geology Student."

Now? Shower Time. I reek of the sweatiness of a thousand bulls!

Oh boy. Canada Day? More liek...

This was certainly an interesting experience.

So, the foursome went to meet up at RC bus station at 10:30. That part was fine. We rode the 98 bus to downtown, where we abruptly got lost. Who knew that the "Sky Train" in that particular part of Downtown, was underground?
Despite the error of our fearless and un-named leader, we managed to get on the correct bus on time. (We would have waited 15 minutes for the bus to come anyway.)

And thus, our journey to Deep Cove continued.

After another long and painful journey on the bus that seems to never stop, we end up at: Deep Cove. Well, sort of anyway. We weren't completely sure, so Jacky went ahead and asked the bus driver. "Does this bus go to Deep Cove?" in which he replied "This is Deep Cove, son. Take a walk down that way!"

What a jerk.

The time was around noon. We were at the beach, our final and ultimate destination. This was the place that was supposed to fulfill our enjoyment for the day.

No. It was just a beach.

The first thing we did was try to search for a shade. We were hungry (and we brought a handful of crude and primitive food-like substitutes.) and hot. After quickly surveying the region, we found a crummy shade. We sat down, and talked about the area. I could sense dissention against our fearless leader.

Wow, we are finally here. What was it that Jenny saw in this place? We should totally do it too.

She went on one of those boats on the ocean. We would have gone on them, except that even a kayak costed 75 dollars. No way.

So, we didn't go on the ocean. We didn't even touch the ocean. We just decided to go on a trail. Arman remembered a trail somewhere. We headed North. Along the way, we came across a bundle of Chinese slash Taiwanese group or party. One of them actually shouted "Chris!" We all looked at the boy and then looked at Chris. We could see the familiarity in his eyes. He knew those people.

They were of course people from his Church, or at least they were from his church until they abandonned it. The Father came over to meet our party. It was a friendly talk and he wanted to know where we were going. We told him we were going to the Trail. He asked us if the trail was Northward, and we said "We think so." He wanted to know how difficult the trail was, but the truth was that we didn't know. We eventually confessed this fact. The Father then looked at Jacky. Jacky looked familiar to him. Finally, both of them convinced themselves that they also went to the same church during the same time. That was true, for a bit. We said "Good Bye", and went on Northwards. Jacky confessed that the Father looked familiar. He said that he looked like his Dentist. Jacky was deeply shamed when Chris told him that the Father WAS a dentist. He was Jacky's Dentist. It was strange that neither the patient nor doctor recognized each other in a casual setting, even though the last time they met professionally was less than a month ago.

Northward we went.

We went North.

We went too far North.

We missed the trail after walking Northward for more than a dozen minutes. We had been walking on a normal street, one filled with rich people in their rich houses. "Each house is like custom-built." Those fucking bastards.

We went back South and saw the sign along the way. It said "Blah Blah Trail, go 100m North, then take a left at the street, and then keep going until you see the sign saying 'The _____ Trail.' " We were idiots =(

No, we were all pretty tired at this point. Ruel wanted some water. We went to a local "Fish and Chips" location, runned by Chinamen, of course, and continued back towards the beach. We still had a bit of adventuring spirit left, so we wanted to go on at least one trail. Our fearless leader decided to go East, and the South. We followed, and that's when we had a really pointless, pointless walk in the semi-forest-park.
Ended up waiting 20 minutes for the next bus outta this hell-hole.
Ended up waiting 20 minutes at Downtown for a bus back to RC bus stop.

Was it a horrible trip at this point? In terms of exactly what we did? Yes. In terms of the male-homoerotic-Terrence-Bashing-Because-He-Was-Too-Busy-Studying-And-Trying-To-Improve-Himself? Not really. I guess we had a good-time, at least when compared to some other people's day at Garry Point.

Back at Richmond, we were hungry. We had to wait until at least 6:00pm to eat (because it wasn't dinner until that time.) Since it was barely 4:45, we had to go walk in the mall. Meeting up with Joe, who was absent because he only woke up at Noon, and we advised him not to follow us, we walked. We walked some more. Yippee! I don't think we bought anything. We looked at some Television, and that was good.

Dinner time.
Jacky wanted to eat Taiwanese food. The others didn't seem to want to. Ruel wanted to continue walking down the no3 road to see other restaurants. We passed a Vietnamese restaurant. Chris was fine with it. Jacky was fine too. Nope. We turned a corner and went down ?Blunderell? and saw a funny little shop named "Panda Tutoring". The racists in our group laughed. Eventually, we came across the "Chinese Northern Restaurant", which Joe was especially interested, since he had never eaten anything remotely Chinese. Between that store, and "Daimasu", we couldn't decide. Our fearless leader went to his good old tricks and flipped a coin saying "Heads is for the Chinaman, because they have heads. Tails is for the Yappernese Restaurants because they run with cowardly tails between their legs." Silence. Chris felt awkward for the leader. Hell, even I felt awkward. It was such a lame joke. Fuck the leader.

Tails won, so we went there. We met up with Lysand er and had our meal. It came to 44.XX. We paid and left. Now, where were we supposed to go? Joe wanted to go drinking with his inane buddies. Lysand er wanted to go to her own place just to be selfishly putting Joe's DVD in the apartment. We had no idea. No idea at all. Our fearless leader decided to pick a totally feasible location. He directed the group to go to the "Minoru Lake!". Of course, there wasn't a lake. It was barely a pond. More of a puddle, really.

The four-some, but now six-some headed to the park. Once at the park, Arman, in his free and noble and cowardly spirit, wanted to play "soccer". He wanted to play soccer for a long time. Lysand wanted to play soccer too. There was one in the appartment. We headed back to the apartment. Ow, my legs.

Another 30 minutes later, we're back in the park. Chris, being the total idiot, had brought his favourite-ish drink Le Fin Du Monde and Maudite. In fact, he had it with him during the entire trip. So, he cracked open (literally) the botten [edit: bottle] and embarassingly drank all the content, between him, Lysand er and Joe.

Soccer?

Lame. We "played" Soccer untl 9:40-ish, when everyone decided that Soccer totally sucked and everyone should go home. Jacky felt that Chris wasn't completely fine. Ruel even implied (very sneakily) that we have "only one idiot" in the group. Our Fearless Leader was just too tired to think. I wanted to watch Doctor Who. Arman was just dissappointed that nobody else spent the time to play more Soccer.
Sigh.

So, Jacky, Chris, and I went to the bus stop, and rode our bus. Jacky initially wanted to go to 7-11 to buy a drink. I advised him not to buy them (waste of money) and we luckily got on the bus before we reached the 7-11.

I had to carry the patheticly drunk and lewd Chris back home. I went home. The end.


Addendum: Good times. Good Times.