Boring days ahead.
Holidays are coming. That means homework, part-time work, house work, loneliness, computer gaming, family outings and such.
And maybe some time off with friends. That'd be awesome!
Monday, August 30, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Updates
More work.
PA, especially. Seems it's hard not to try and piss Mr K off.
Sigh. Life goes on, I guess.
PA, especially. Seems it's hard not to try and piss Mr K off.
Sigh. Life goes on, I guess.
Monday, August 23, 2010
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Games Around The Corner!
Borderlands' next DLC is coming up!!!!
Entitled "Claptrap's New Robot Revolution", it will highlight the sudden uprising of Hyperion's CL4P-TP (fondly known as Claptraps) units throughout Pandora, forcing Hyperion - their makers and your contractors back in the original game (not to mention your aggressors later 'cos you're bringing Pandora to ruin) - to enlist the help of the Vault Hunters (a.k.a. you)
The new DLC will feature new guns (obviously), a whole new area to explore, new bad guys (there's belief a super Claptrap boss is waiting to kick ass) and better yet - the return of old, dead bosses reborn from salvaged Claptrap parts!!!!
AAGH!!! Don't ever return Sledge!!!!
Also, Dawn of War II: Retribution!!!!
Ten years have passed since Chaos Rising, and the Blood Ravens are torn by a chapter war. The 'traitor' Gabriel Angelos is now the Imperium's most notorious enemy, and this means trouble!
The campaign will tie all loose ends together from the previous Dawn Of War titles, and it'll be played out by all other races - including new ones. The Ork campaign has been revealed, as they are led by a Freebooter, Kaptin Bluddflagg, together with other killy boyz of his.
OMFG!!! FUN!!! XD
Entitled "Claptrap's New Robot Revolution", it will highlight the sudden uprising of Hyperion's CL4P-TP (fondly known as Claptraps) units throughout Pandora, forcing Hyperion - their makers and your contractors back in the original game (not to mention your aggressors later 'cos you're bringing Pandora to ruin) - to enlist the help of the Vault Hunters (a.k.a. you)
The new DLC will feature new guns (obviously), a whole new area to explore, new bad guys (there's belief a super Claptrap boss is waiting to kick ass) and better yet - the return of old, dead bosses reborn from salvaged Claptrap parts!!!!
AAGH!!! Don't ever return Sledge!!!!
Also, Dawn of War II: Retribution!!!!
Ten years have passed since Chaos Rising, and the Blood Ravens are torn by a chapter war. The 'traitor' Gabriel Angelos is now the Imperium's most notorious enemy, and this means trouble!
The campaign will tie all loose ends together from the previous Dawn Of War titles, and it'll be played out by all other races - including new ones. The Ork campaign has been revealed, as they are led by a Freebooter, Kaptin Bluddflagg, together with other killy boyz of his.
OMFG!!! FUN!!! XD
Friday, August 20, 2010
...And Then I Say "WATAKWA?"
WATAKWA!
Technically, that's what I hear in Sean Kingston's songs, mostly at the beginning.
As much as I respect his talent, this one is too much to resist. XD
I'll be using this as a WTF replacement once in a while. Fun. XD
Technically, that's what I hear in Sean Kingston's songs, mostly at the beginning.
As much as I respect his talent, this one is too much to resist. XD
I'll be using this as a WTF replacement once in a while. Fun. XD
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Updates
There is so much to do now!
Sixth Form Night to plan, studies to focus on, research that's bogging me down, assignments that are piling up by the day.
Jeez, you think we can get a break for once.
Sixth Form Night to plan, studies to focus on, research that's bogging me down, assignments that are piling up by the day.
Jeez, you think we can get a break for once.
Monday, August 16, 2010
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Into Hell And Beyond
Private Metzel hurried across the sandy ground, bullets whizzing past him in almost every single driection. It was as though everyone in the world was after him or something, like he was global enemy number one. Is he? He shrugged the thought away as he dug in behind a foxhole, cocking his rifle and saying a little prayer.
He looked at the direction from where he came from. He could barely see the shape of Captain Ravion's split-open corpse, killed in the initial bullet barrage that cleaved through his squad mates. How had he escaped that onslaught? It was like God was watching him or something.
He snorted in disgust. He never did believe in God. What the hell is he thinking about?
He peeked out of cover and saw the enemy approaching - cultists. Their armor bore the twisted symbols of Chaos, markings written in blood and ichor, spreading their taint into the minds of their foes and incapacitating them at its horror. But Metzel wasn't afraid of them or their symbols, whatever they meant. He was probably just as insane as they were, but at least not inane enough to chant the names of their blasphemous Dark Gods like deranged fanatics.
Oh wait, they are. Lame joke.
He loosed a few rounds from his trusty R-12 Hunter Assault Rifle, impaling two of the charging cultists with high-velocity Firebolt rounds. As they crashed onto the earth, their bodies shattered, the rest of the squad screamed at the top of their lungs and charged at him. He kept firing till the last one collapsed, and quickly reloaded his empty clip.
"Metzel, what the devil is going on?" a voice barked in his ear. "Where the fuck are you?"
"Not now, Bart," he replied coolly, as he checked his weapon's ammo count. Still half full. Good.
"Fuck, Metzel, this isn't the time to go all out and shit!" Bart barked, his voice distorted no thanks to Warp interference. "You have your orders! Where's Ravion?"
"Dead," Metzel nonchalantly replied, loosing another salvo at another charging group of cultists, their bodies falling lifelessly onto the ground as the high powered rounds shredded through their flesh and measly armor. As the last one slumped, Metzel dashed towards the direction they came from, a fresh clip slammed in his weapon chamber.
"Jesus!" came the reply. Static wash distorted Bart's next few words.
"...you're not supposed to take them on yourself!" Bart continued, sounding downright furious.
"Say again, Bart," Metzel coolly replied as he crouched behind some fallen rocks, and watched several screaming bloodletters dash towards the sounds of battle, their blades held high. Good thing they didn't spot him. Or else.
"You are just an expendable in the entire god-damned operation! Why waste your time doing something you're not supposed to?"
Metzel chuckled. Expendables indeed. That's not what Ravion told him and the rest of them a week ago, before they were deployed here. That's not what they were trained for - to die a terrible death and their bodies turned into firewood for the cultist's unholy pyres. They had a mission to accomplish - a mission Ravion believes will save the entire system from Chaos. A mission Metzel hoped to finish for just that reason.
"Bart," he then said, checking his gun again. "He gave us a mission. And I intend to complete it."
"Jesus, Metzel," Bart muttered, bewildered. "You're starting to sound like Ravion himself, bless that bastard's soul."
Metzel smiled to himself. He remembered when Ravion called them all his 'sons' - "'cause you're all like my children!" he had said. He remembered that moment clearly: how Ravion smiled when he called them his sons, how they all laughed together. But that's the past now. They're all dead, save him and Bart - wherever he is.
"I never signed up for this shit," Bart added sarcastically.
"Neither did I," Metzel replied nonchalantly. "But look where we are now."
"You don't get yourself killed, Metzel."
Metzel nodded to himself, peering at the Chaos Space Marines slowly advancing up to where he hid, not knowing he was there. They were all trained to face monsters like this - has his training paid off? He sure hoped Ravion did his best for it.
"You too Bart," he then answered. "See you on the safe side."
He turned the comms off, and jumped out of cover.
(END OF PART ONE)
He looked at the direction from where he came from. He could barely see the shape of Captain Ravion's split-open corpse, killed in the initial bullet barrage that cleaved through his squad mates. How had he escaped that onslaught? It was like God was watching him or something.
He snorted in disgust. He never did believe in God. What the hell is he thinking about?
He peeked out of cover and saw the enemy approaching - cultists. Their armor bore the twisted symbols of Chaos, markings written in blood and ichor, spreading their taint into the minds of their foes and incapacitating them at its horror. But Metzel wasn't afraid of them or their symbols, whatever they meant. He was probably just as insane as they were, but at least not inane enough to chant the names of their blasphemous Dark Gods like deranged fanatics.
Oh wait, they are. Lame joke.
He loosed a few rounds from his trusty R-12 Hunter Assault Rifle, impaling two of the charging cultists with high-velocity Firebolt rounds. As they crashed onto the earth, their bodies shattered, the rest of the squad screamed at the top of their lungs and charged at him. He kept firing till the last one collapsed, and quickly reloaded his empty clip.
"Metzel, what the devil is going on?" a voice barked in his ear. "Where the fuck are you?"
"Not now, Bart," he replied coolly, as he checked his weapon's ammo count. Still half full. Good.
"Fuck, Metzel, this isn't the time to go all out and shit!" Bart barked, his voice distorted no thanks to Warp interference. "You have your orders! Where's Ravion?"
"Dead," Metzel nonchalantly replied, loosing another salvo at another charging group of cultists, their bodies falling lifelessly onto the ground as the high powered rounds shredded through their flesh and measly armor. As the last one slumped, Metzel dashed towards the direction they came from, a fresh clip slammed in his weapon chamber.
"Jesus!" came the reply. Static wash distorted Bart's next few words.
"...you're not supposed to take them on yourself!" Bart continued, sounding downright furious.
"Say again, Bart," Metzel coolly replied as he crouched behind some fallen rocks, and watched several screaming bloodletters dash towards the sounds of battle, their blades held high. Good thing they didn't spot him. Or else.
"You are just an expendable in the entire god-damned operation! Why waste your time doing something you're not supposed to?"
Metzel chuckled. Expendables indeed. That's not what Ravion told him and the rest of them a week ago, before they were deployed here. That's not what they were trained for - to die a terrible death and their bodies turned into firewood for the cultist's unholy pyres. They had a mission to accomplish - a mission Ravion believes will save the entire system from Chaos. A mission Metzel hoped to finish for just that reason.
"Bart," he then said, checking his gun again. "He gave us a mission. And I intend to complete it."
"Jesus, Metzel," Bart muttered, bewildered. "You're starting to sound like Ravion himself, bless that bastard's soul."
Metzel smiled to himself. He remembered when Ravion called them all his 'sons' - "'cause you're all like my children!" he had said. He remembered that moment clearly: how Ravion smiled when he called them his sons, how they all laughed together. But that's the past now. They're all dead, save him and Bart - wherever he is.
"I never signed up for this shit," Bart added sarcastically.
"Neither did I," Metzel replied nonchalantly. "But look where we are now."
"You don't get yourself killed, Metzel."
Metzel nodded to himself, peering at the Chaos Space Marines slowly advancing up to where he hid, not knowing he was there. They were all trained to face monsters like this - has his training paid off? He sure hoped Ravion did his best for it.
"You too Bart," he then answered. "See you on the safe side."
He turned the comms off, and jumped out of cover.
(END OF PART ONE)
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Buzzin' About
So... the test is coming. And I'm not ready. Agh!
Ah well. I'll just do my best and hope for good grades (for IT, MUET and PA, that is. XD)
What else is new? Nothing much. Still waiting to play SCII, while I continually game on the beta. Damn, I'm really outdated! If only I could get a new computer or something!
For now, I should be thankful for what I have. Maybe in future, I'll get one! OR maybe I have to work for it. Ack.
Cheers for now. Lunch is coming up!
Ah well. I'll just do my best and hope for good grades (for IT, MUET and PA, that is. XD)
What else is new? Nothing much. Still waiting to play SCII, while I continually game on the beta. Damn, I'm really outdated! If only I could get a new computer or something!
For now, I should be thankful for what I have. Maybe in future, I'll get one! OR maybe I have to work for it. Ack.
Cheers for now. Lunch is coming up!
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Updates
Nothing new here.
Exams upcoming, things to plan, a performance to prepare for. Oh, and lunch tomorrow.
Cheers!
Exams upcoming, things to plan, a performance to prepare for. Oh, and lunch tomorrow.
Cheers!
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Sunday - And Then Some
LAG.
Not the Net. I mean me!
It's a Sunday and I'm just wondering what else is there to do apart from game and study. I'm-a have to pull myself outta this mess or something.
Anyways, let's just get ready to rumble in the exams! It's a week away and we don't have time to lose!!!
Not the Net. I mean me!
It's a Sunday and I'm just wondering what else is there to do apart from game and study. I'm-a have to pull myself outta this mess or something.
Anyways, let's just get ready to rumble in the exams! It's a week away and we don't have time to lose!!!
Friday, August 6, 2010
Quick Update
Damn. Feeling very unwell.
May not be able to come tomorrow.
Hopefully after a quick nap I'd be better then.
Wanted to post something about today's MUET topic, but maybe that'll have to wait.
Cheers for now/
May not be able to come tomorrow.
Hopefully after a quick nap I'd be better then.
Wanted to post something about today's MUET topic, but maybe that'll have to wait.
Cheers for now/
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Darth Vader's On Twitter - What's Next?
A while back, my bro showed me Darth Vader's Twitter page. I was like: "Oh, OK" 'cos this isn't really what I would call surprising.
I mean, (for Borderlands fans) even General Knoxx has a Twitter account. So now what? Magneto gonna start one up too, and complain about having to fight the X-Men again and again? Or maybe Chucky's gonna be ranting over how many people he's killed over the years?
The modern world is only getting weirder by every passing moment.
I mean, (for Borderlands fans) even General Knoxx has a Twitter account. So now what? Magneto gonna start one up too, and complain about having to fight the X-Men again and again? Or maybe Chucky's gonna be ranting over how many people he's killed over the years?
The modern world is only getting weirder by every passing moment.
Say What?
Today our most honorable MUET teacher gave us the topic "Girls are better than boys" to be debated amongst our class. The main purpose was to encourage those who couldn't really speak English to just voice themselves out and well, just improve their speaking skills.
But I had to ask myself: "Why this topic?"
Sure, there were many a number of comments everyone shared. OK, not really everyone - ALMOST everyone had something to say. But to me, however way you see it, both genders are more or less equal.
Hey, not that I ain't making a stand for us guys OK? I'd rather remain neutral on this topic. But in any way, its true. Like how people say girls are smarter than guys - it's just a load of bull! As long as effort is put in, any guy can be as smart as the ladies. In other words, equality is there even if you try to look at it through other viewpoints. It just depends on the individual himself/herself.
So what if there are differences? We're still human in the end. Might as well live and let live.
But I had to ask myself: "Why this topic?"
Sure, there were many a number of comments everyone shared. OK, not really everyone - ALMOST everyone had something to say. But to me, however way you see it, both genders are more or less equal.
Hey, not that I ain't making a stand for us guys OK? I'd rather remain neutral on this topic. But in any way, its true. Like how people say girls are smarter than guys - it's just a load of bull! As long as effort is put in, any guy can be as smart as the ladies. In other words, equality is there even if you try to look at it through other viewpoints. It just depends on the individual himself/herself.
So what if there are differences? We're still human in the end. Might as well live and let live.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Amor Vincit Omnia
Love conquers all.
So said the Greek poet Virgil. But what does it really mean?
To me, love has the raw power to move mountains. Love can take one anywhere so long as they are filled with its emotions, its strength. Love is the most powerful energy (if it can be considered so) in the entire Universe. God granted us with it as a blessing, a blessing not many consider to be one. Indeed, without love we would never have made it this far. No one of us would have even come into existence either! It's the basis of life itself. It cannot NOT exist in the world. Or else.
Anyone else have something to say? Enlighten me with your own thoughts.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
I Could Use A Break
Some way or another. So much pressure is building up and I may not survive it! AAAGH!
OK, maybe I'm going over my head. It's high time I did something about myself and work a lot harder than now. Aikz.
Sigh, I guess this is me. For now.
OK, maybe I'm going over my head. It's high time I did something about myself and work a lot harder than now. Aikz.
Sigh, I guess this is me. For now.
A Battle Not To Be Missed - In A Way
Our MUET teacher dropped a bombshell when he asked me and two friends to prepare dor a debate over the topic "Handphones Should Be Banned In Schools". A relatively easy topic. Why?
'cause we'll be up against the Form One Debaters. I'm like: "WHAT???"
At least I managed to convince the teacher that we'd be the government team. LOL.
Thing is, if we win then it's a good step. If not, then we'd be the laughing stock of the Form Six. So it's a do-or-die situation this one.
Fingers crossed.
'cause we'll be up against the Form One Debaters. I'm like: "WHAT???"
At least I managed to convince the teacher that we'd be the government team. LOL.
Thing is, if we win then it's a good step. If not, then we'd be the laughing stock of the Form Six. So it's a do-or-die situation this one.
Fingers crossed.
When You're Lagging...
I can tell you that I am lagging a LOT with work.
Too many distractions, too many other things that need attention. Gods, it's killing me!
What's next anyway?
Too many distractions, too many other things that need attention. Gods, it's killing me!
What's next anyway?
Updates
On cloud nine. =)
I have my reasons, but hopefully that mood will remain. I really need it in times like these.
Bad times are a-coming. I worry it'll tide me over.
I have my reasons, but hopefully that mood will remain. I really need it in times like these.
Bad times are a-coming. I worry it'll tide me over.
Monday, August 2, 2010
Excuse Me?
I AM NOT AN UNCLE!!!
This has happened to my bro before. AND NOW ME?? DO I LOOK like an UNCLE?
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Stay Cool!
We should stay cool!
Stay cool even in the heat of battle!
Stay cool even in the face of death!
Stay cool even when the toilet is occupied!
Stay cool even when people are calling you "ass"!
Stay cool even as the sky is falling down!\
Stay cool even if your GF/BF dumps you! (well...that's your choice XD)
Stay cool as you get bashed up! (not at all)
Stay cool.... uhh.... never mind. XD
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