Thoughts

Here's a quote I found on WikiQuote, with regards to W40K:

"In an hour of Darkness a blind man is the best guide. In an age of Insanity, look to the madman to lead the way."

Rather dark and cynical, ennit? What do you think of it and its meaning?

W40K!

Have I told you that I'm also a fan of the Warhammer 40,000 series? Here's something to give you a hint of what it is. (Sourced and adapted from WikiQuote, Black Library novels)

It is the 41st millenium. For more than a hundred centuries, the Emperor has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods, and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the Imperium for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day, so that he may never truly die.

Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest among his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defense forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat from aliens, heretics and mutants - and worse.

To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions. It is to live in the cruelest and most bloody regime imaginable. These are the tales of those times. It is a universe you can live in today – if you dare – for this is a dark and terrible era where you will find little comfort or hope. If you want to take part in the adventure then prepare yourself now. Forget the power of technology and science, for so much has been forgotten, never to be re-learned. Forget the promise of progress and understanding, for in the grim dark future there is only war. There is no peace amongst the stars, only an eternity of carnage and slaughter, and the laughter of thirsting gods.

But the universe is a big place and, whatever happens, you will not be missed...

Memory of the Day

Memory of the day: Jia-Ee: "Ladies and gents, your attention please?"
OK, that's not what he said, but you get the point. Being the day's emcee isn't an easy thing to do, especially when you got a bunch of Prefects itching to get into some Boogie Woogie action. So kudos again to our honourable Masters of Ceremony:

Master Lee Jia-Ee, CS
Miss Sara Lee, HOMIES
Master Lee Kitt Leong, DISCO
Master Benjamin Kee, SAC

And also to the rest of you who aided in making the LTC a great one. Viva St. Michael's!

Sincerity

Sincerity. How can we really tell if we're really being honest, or if others are truly honest?

It's sad, really. Trust is all about truthfulness, knowing that one can put his/her faith in another in terms of honesty. If we aren't truthful, are we gonna get anywhere? Certainly not.

If we aren't sincere, how are we to live a life full of joy and pleasure? What's the point of letting it continue?

Sigh, such is life...

STARCRAFT II - The Wait Is Unbearable....

I really can't wait for StarCraft II to be launched. With a brand new storyline that continues the long war between the Terrans, Protoss and Zerg; a revolutionized single-player mode; new units and tactics to utilize - the possibilities are endless!

And then there's the Campaign Editor they're bringing back. Oh man, I can't wait!

Well, that is, if my computer can even support it. If you see the graphics they used, you'd be amazed.

So here I'll provide you with some pix on SCII warfare. Hopefully, they're good enough. Enjoy!

TIME FLIES

My goodness, time flies so very fast, doesn't it?

And the SPM's still looming forward slowly as ever.

I'm gonna crack up soon.

AAAUGH!!!

Five For Fighting's "The Riddle"

There was a man back in '95
Whose heart ran out of summers
But before he died, I asked him
Wait, what's the sense in life
Come over me, Come over me

He said, "Son why you got to sing that tune
Catch a Dylan song or some eclipse of the moon
Let an angel swing and make you swoon
Then you will see... You will see."

Then he said,
"Here's a riddle for yah
Find the Answer
There's a reason for the world
You and I...."

Picked up my kid from school today
Did you learn anything causing in the world today
You can't live in a castle far away
Now talk to me, come talk to me

He said,
"Dad I'm big but we're smaller than small
In the scheme of things, well, we're nothing at all
Still every mother's child sings a lonely song
So play with me, come play with me"

"And Hey Dad
Here's a riddle for yah
Find the Answer
There's a reason for the world
You and I....

I said,
"Son for all I've told yah
When you get right down to the
Reason for the world...
Who am I?"

There are secrets that we still have left to find
There have been mysteries from the beginning of time
There are answers we're not wise enough to see

He said... You looking for a clue
I Love You free...

The batter swings and the summer flies
As I look into my angel's eyes
A song plays on while the moon is high over me
Something comes over me

I guess we're big and I guess we're small
If you think about it, man, you know we got it all
Cause we're all we got on this bouncing ball
And I love you free
I love you freely

Here's a riddle for yah
Find the Answer
There's a reason for the world
You and I....

Opinions

Your Say:

SHARING YOUR FAITH: Your Thoughts On Religion

This should be interesting, as it's focused on your own religion, and the stuff you can share to others. Send in your thoughts on what you'd like to share! They're most welcome. =)

Point of View?

Anybody who'd like to share their thoughts on anything? Just drop your question off at my Cbox or Comments section, 'k?

See you soon.

Memory of the Day

Memory of the day: Ben gets rumbled!
Back at the Final Outing last year, everybody was busy rumblin' most of their mates who were there, one being Aaron Oo (I think I have a pic somewhere...) while another was Ben. As you can see, everyone surrounded Ben to give him a nice and satisfying smack on the back with a loud and resounding thump. Oh yeah, it hurt so bad, so good!...

Sigh, those times were great.

Hyped Up?

Hyped up for SPM? I dunno.

LOL.

I'll make it! I know I can!

Boring...

Everybody's blog seems dead liao. What's goin' on? Sure, the SPM's around the corner, but we still need to take some chill time!

Right?

Updates

Sitting here in IT Lab, bored to death. The damn connection is slow here.

Anyway, I'm here 'cos I don't feel like going for Moral. No disrespect, but we're deviating from our Moral studies this time. I feel like I should be at home revising each theme and memorizing them than stay in class and listen to some random ramblings.

Chemistry's up next after recess. I look rather forward to it, and also look forward to going for a Deepa party at Nakhie's tomorrow. If I can go, that is.

See you soon! =)

My deepest condolences to Master Andrew Chow and his family. I hope he and his family will find peace.

Appaling!

It is indeed apalling to see how we have degraded so much. Why so?

Especially in regards to those with a high position. Why do they forget that they have responsibilities to their fellow men and the others?

Why all this misunderstanding? Why all this change? Why the corruption and the pain and the misery?

Sigh...

Updates

Alright, things might not be bright for my blogs. Since I don't have any Internet access at home, I may be restricted to checking and updating them regularly. So, if any of you have anything to ask of, please do contact me through my hand phone number. (Which I won't list here, of course, for security) My blogs will still have regular posts, don't worry. In a way I'm still active, though I don't really check on them often. Sorry guys.

Anyway, good luck to all of you!

Updates

Things've been rather OK, I guess. Farewell was fun, and don't worry, I'll get a post on it up soon. But how soon remains to be seen.

Catch you later! =)

Updates

Things've been rather OK, I guess. Farewell was fun, and don't worry, I'll get a post on it up soon. But how soon remains to be seen.

Catch you later! =)

Paul Young's Wherever I Lay My Hat (That's My Home)

By the look in your eye I can tell you're gonna cry.
Is it over me?
If it is, save your tears
for I'm not worth it, you see.
For I'm the type of boy who is always on the roam.
Wherever I lay my hat that's my home,
I'm telling you that's my home.

You had romance, did you break it by chance
over me?
If it's so I'd like for you to know
that I'm not worth it, you see.
For I'm the type of boy who is always on the roa-oam, mm.
Wherever I lay my hat that's my home,
mm, that's my home.

Oh, you keep telling me, you keep telling me I'm your man.
What do I have to do... to make you understand?

For I'm the type of guy who gives the girl the eye,
everybody knows.
But I love them and I leave them,
break their hearts and deceive them everywhere I go.
Don't you know that,
I'm the type of man who is always on the roam,
Wherever I lay my hat that's my home.
Wherever I lay my hat, oh oh, that's my home, mm
yeah, that's my home
and I like it that way.

Mmm oooooooooooh nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Ahhhhhhh woooooooh nah nah nah nah nah nah nah

You know I can't, make it on the phone.
Sometimes that's the way, that's the way...
I'm not saying,
I'm not saying I don't love you,
Just gotta do...
Do do do

Ohh
I have to go..
My ownnn... way
(fade out)

Prefect Farewell Party TODAY

Yep, you read right. So all of you who were from my batch, please do come!

I'll see you when I see you. Ciao!

Magnificent

I'm actualy brimming with delight after my bro commented on my latest sci-fi venture. Yahoo!

Anyway, the reason I titled my post as Magnificent is to remark at how magnificent Life can be, when you look at it in a positive outlook.

True, I have ranted a lot about Life's unfair tendencies upon us. But then again, if you are positive and optimistic, you can see Life is truly a wonder.

One way to help you with this is to follow the Law of Attraction. As long as you remain positive, you can see gradual changes in your Life. So it does pay off to be optimistic. Who knows how lucky you'll be in future?

See you guys soon. Busy now.

Voyage of the Golden Dream: An Excerpt

The Golden Dream wandered lazily as it traveled through the warp, powering its way towards the Sanghrel System after its detour in the Mairensol System, analyzing the local populations of the inhabited worlds and their growth. The planet's satellite system failed to detect the ship's presence there, thankfully, as it was not to be discovered by anyone - not yet, anyway.

The Sojourner stood by the bridge's viewport, admiring the strange beauty of the warp, a mixture of colors and strange anomalies that appeared here and there, then disappeared from sight, like optical illusions. In all actuality, they were more than just mind tricks. The Sojourner was always perplexed by its unique yet dangerous nature to those who travel using the warp.

He was very much used to the loneliness that enveloped him now, accompanied by the chiming of the automated controls in the bridge. He preferred to stay away from the hustle and bustle of civilization and its businesses. Many millenia ago, he was like them: working their lives away as they feared the impending threat of war that would shatter their peaceful lives, worrying of themselves, their loved ones and friends... those times have long past him.

He was now the Sojourner, the chosen Herald of the Brightest, the mysterious race that was as old and as intelligent as the Masters Of Technology themselves. There were many tasks he must accomplish, and so far he has completed two hundred and ninety-seven thousand out of the five hundred thousand he was entrusted to complete. Not bad actually for twelve millenia worth of work.

The Golden Dream's artificial intelligence projected itself above the hologram console next to the Sojourner. It took the form of a Terran, much like the Sojourner was before he was Herald, though the AI was female and the Sojourner is male. She looked at the standing figure, not noticing her appearance.

"Still amused, Sojourner?" she enquired.

The Sojourner didn't turn to look. "I prefer to be alone, Syra," he replied sternly.

The AI, Syra, folded her arms and continued to glare at the Sojourner. Though still an AI, Syra was designed to be first and foremost a counselor to the Sojourner in all matters. He still didn't understand why the Brightest wanted a monitor for him, but probably it's to ensure he does what he must do. Or possibly to understand the human - or even his - mind a little more.

"The Golden Dream has been in warp for three hours," she told him, "and it won't be another twelve before we arrive at our destination. You should rest to prepare for the next task."

"I am always ready, Syra," he answered as he turned away from the viewpoint and walked towards his chair. He sat down, and from the left armrest a glass of lemonade materialized. He held the glas and took a sip, his eyes still on the viewport and ignoring Syra's presence.

She sighed deeply. Are all humans like him? she wondered. She never did meet any of the people the Sojourner met on his endeavour, let alone set foot on the planets he went to. It was all about secrecy; no one is to know of their existence, or it may jeopardize her creator's plans.

"In any case, you should listen to this," she then continued, willing one of the holo-monitors to activate. It displayed the starchart of the entire Sanghrel System, a five planet, four moon solar system orbiting the seventy-nine million year old Sanghrel Star, inhabited by 62 trillion people. Also displayed were several stray asteroids from the Glathus Asteroid Belt some fifteen light years from the system, and the passing Tarkin Comet that was soon to make its fly-by of the primary world, Sanghrel Secundus.

A location was highlighted on the starchart and magnified, showing a unit of three Imperial cruisers on routine patrol.

"So, we have a problem," he noted nonchalantly.

"Indeed, we do," she said half-heartedly. "By the time we arrive, we will be in their peripheral field of detection. It's unavoidable."

This is indeed grave news, the Sojourner told himself. For so long, they had evaded detection by the many races of the Multiverse and completed their missions without any problem. But now, due to a freak of nature, they weren't as lucky as they were previously. Perhaps this was what the Sojourner's superiors had warned him of: the time when he cannot remain hidden anymore. Had it already come?

"How long can the shields last before we make another warp?" he then asked Syra.

She looked astounded at his suggestion. Her arms akimbo, she replied sternly, "You intend to retreat?"

He nodded. "It's the only option, but only for awhile. Nothing else can be done."

"Shouldn't we retaliate?" she retorted, still upset. "Shouldn't we defend ourselves from their attacks, rather than become sitting ducks?"

He gave her a cold glare, and she immediately shut up.

"Are we even supposed to? Don't forget that we're not here to start a war, but to end all wars. Need I remind you? Or have you almost forgotten Bentakh Qurashi?"

She sighed with regret over her words, and the embarrassment over that previous incident. "I'm sorry," she apologized, looking rather ashamed. "I... got carried away."

"Make sure you don't, Syra," the Sojourner replied nonchalantly, drinking up his lemonade. "You're beginning to display Rage. Don't let the sin consume you."

"It won't," she said, reassuringly.

"Then I hope you're right."

They remained silent for a brief moment, lost in each other's thoughts. The Sojourners disintigrated the glass into nothing, and sighed as the psychadelic view of warpspace bend and distort, caused by the strange forces residing in it. Syra was just like that, always unpredictable and headstrong. It could mean trouble for her if she doesn't keep herself in check. It could also mean their deaths, and the failure of their herculean task.

An event he prayed will never ever happen.

But surely they would have had a backup plan; the Brightest were after all the race that came before the rise of the Technolords. Surely they would have one in case their plans could not reach fruition in the given timeframe?

But how sure is he? They had not contacted him nor any other race since their 'disappearance' countless millenia ago. They may have been consumed by the Old Gods; they may have been exterminated by the C'tan; they may have died of extinction - the possibilities are endless. Who can say?

"So," he then spoke, "what are our chances of escaping alive?"

"At most a probability of 129 percent, which means extreme survivability," she replied. After saying that, she gave him a glare and said: "I thought you knew that already?"

He laughed softly. "Just asking," he murmured to himself.

She gave him a sneer before she faded away, back to consult with the Golden Dream's Monitor within the mainframe. The Sojourner was alone again, but he didn't complain. He was better off alone and he like it that way.

He checkd the ship's time: still about eleven and a half hours left to arrival. And then it'll all happen: the violent fury of weaponry unleashed by the cruisers, smashing the shields of the vessel and probably turning it into scrap metal - provided the shields buckled before the enemy's ammo reserves went out. That would take them forever, though...

He relaxed in his seat, his eyes still watching the vivid changing colors of warpspace through the viewport. He suddenly felt tired, and slowly his eyes began to close as he drifted off into sleep....

....as a verse from an old Terran tune slowly repeated itself over and over again in his mind:

Don't know why I left the homestead,
I really must confess,
I'm a weary exile, singing my song of loneliness...

Under the Influence

NO, I am NOT drinking, and I don't have a license. The influence I meant is the influence of influence.

There was a Charlie Brown strip where Lucy forced him to get out of bed and join the baseball team in the game that was on. When Schroeder asked Charlie Brown where he was, ol' Chuck said: "Well, at first I thought I wouldn't be able to make it, but I finally got here under the influence of influence!"

Personally, I find that it's true. Influence is the biggest factor that changes our lives. Without it, would many of us be peacekeepers, doctors, scientists, astronauts, neurosurgeons, radiologists, etc.?

What say you? Drop me a Comment or CBox Message. I'll get back to you when I can.

Hmmm.... What Now?

So things have been the same here.

What about you?

Heh, hopefully things'll be OK for me. So far, it's a little fucked up

See you soon. I won't be boring in my next post, trust me. =)