SchizoMania

Sigh....

2009-11-13T21:52:00.001+08:00

Missed my chance...

I'm such an idiot...

Facepalm

2009-09-19T23:16:00.002+08:00

Hmmm...Been a while since I posted...

Subconscious: Damn straight!

Maybe a few philosophical musings? As a starter-up for this blog, of course.

Violence: Whatever, as long as I can kill...Something.

Alright then, let's get started shall we? Something basic, maybe, like human nature and the like? Or...Something deeper.

Treachery: Whatever...*Snore*

...You're ruining the moment.

Treachery: What moment?

The armchair in front of fireplace moment. That really philosophical and deep moment. The moment which you guys are not able to appreciate fully.

Anyway...Back to the grey and white studio, I guess.

Humans are retarded.

I agree, maybe partially because I'm a misanthrope, or maybe because Humans ignore the fact that our existence is meaningless.

Seriously. However hard we try to achieve supremacy, we will all end up in the same place, in the same state.

Either,

a) Dust
b) 6 feet under
c) Fragments.

Either of the three. Take your pick.

Life, technically, has no true meaning. There's only two, or three stages. Depends on your fate.

You live
You work
You die.

End of story.

Deeper meaning? I don't think so.

Maybe people think the signs of having meaning in life is religion, or occupation, or being super lucky.

Nah, Those are just circumstantial evidence.

Heh, maybe I'm fatalist, or existentialist.

Maybe I'm just insane.

~Schizo

Being your kid =/= Totally understanding me

2009-09-05T00:32:00.002+08:00

You see, that's the problem with most parents.

They think that if you are their kid, they know you inside out.

And that's bullshit. Total, utter bullshit.

Alright, my mom gave me a lecture on my 'problems.

a) My lack of emotions
b) My unwillingness to help around the house
c) Me being illogical by accusing them of stuff.

She thinks me being borderline emotionless is me trying to be cool.
...
Okay, what?
I'm not trying to cool. That's because in Primary School, I was pretty much the butt of all jokes. It's a natural thing. Being emotionless means never being hurt, or never showing it at least, so it's harder for people to know what gets to you.

She says my unwillingness to help around the house is because I'm uncaring.
That's...Partially right.
But the main reason is that I'm afraid to mess things up. I hate being wrong.

And me being illogical?
FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, I FREAKIN' PREACH LOGIC!

She wants me to ask my 'conscience' (Emo: He's been disposed of, by the way) about what I do. The problem is that I'm more than likely to rationalize to make myself right, so it doesn't work. It's human nature.

Oh...

And she thinks Samuel, my sister, and basically everyone else is better than me.

Then fucking adopt them, throw me out, who gives a shit, definitely no one would care, eh?

Heh. The one problem I had with that was her not saying it out straight. She tried to hide it by twisting her sentences...But I can see through it.

It's so obvious.

And the final straw was saying that I don't understand the songs I listen to.

That really added napalm to the fire.

I do understand. I research everything. I know what I listen to, I know what I say, I know what I do.

Knowledge before Action. Catchy, yea?

Subconscious: Ooo...Ego took another hit.

Yea, thought so.

One-week holiday now.

Somehow I wish there was school. I'd rather be with my...Friends than my family. At least they know me more.

What's really amazing is that I never met face-to-face one of my closest friends.

School seems so much warmer and friendly than home now. Maybe it's because people there actually um...Know me better?

And any teacher reading this...Better don't tell my parents.

Or bad, bad, bad things will happen.

-SCHIZO-

....Damn it...

2009-08-11T08:18:00.003+08:00

Okay, Muscle cramps, no freaking problem.

Diarrhea. I can take it!

If you give me both at one time though...Geez. That hurts. A lot.

Luckily I've got appropriate meds, so I don't have to go see a doctor. But still. I must have some really bad luck. Hopefully God can answer some questions.

God?

Hello?

...You don't really like me, do you?

~Schizo

NDC '09

2009-08-07T23:09:00.002+08:00

Let me say this once and for all.

I am not a patriotic person.

Anyway, this year's NDC was okay, I guess. Entrepreneurship fair and all that...At least I contributed, even if it was just running from school to Sheng Siong and back to get stuff. Ah well.

Singing of National song is alright...I'm not really big on patriotic songs.

Anyway...

Can anyone see my deteriorating sanity?

Or is it just me? I don't know. It's like my mind is splintering, breaking into multiple smaller psyches.

~Schizo...Maybe for real.

Back from Hiatus

2009-07-30T19:27:00.002+08:00

Fine, I didn't update in a long time.

Can't blame me for not having anything to complain about. I mean, this blog is like a list of complaints, from god, to the government, to the world in general.

So I decided to sit down and do nothing except play Sins of a Solar Empire.

Btw, I SUCK at Demigod. I'm better with those thinking, armchair-general strategy games.

Ego: I'm bored.

Subconscious: So am I.

Emo: Me too.

Optimism: *Gagged and thrown into a river*

Violence: Well, that was our last entertainment option.

Treachery: Yea....=(

Hey, I'm tired. At least I passed my 2.4, eh?

Anyway...

Tomorrow is auditions for the Destiny awards thing...

Gonna go and practise.

~Schizo

Gentle-What?

2009-07-21T22:05:00.002+08:00

Okay, just gotta get this out:

Samuel told me that I was a gentleman.

And that's really bugging me.

AM I LOSING MY INSANE/EVIL PERSONA!?

Goddamn it...Ah well, if I am, hopefully it becomes those...You know, in stories, the Evil Gentleman? The Gentleman-Thief? No?

Screw you. Actually, no. Screw this.

Anyway...

I really have no idea why I wanna be evil in the first place. Maybe I shouldn't aim so high(low?) And go for moderately bad. Then start from there. Yea, start slow, then wham! Before I know it, I'm nuking some place already.

That would so work.

Anyhoo...

Do you know anyone who would voluntarily buy a Hitler Gnome?

~Schizo

Logic: ZOMG!!! SHORT POST!

Subconscious: What the fuck is this!?

Ego: It's the end, I tell you, it's the FUCKIN' END!!!!!!!

Optimism: Hey guys...I need to take attendance. Insanity escaped, and while he's being tracked down, I need to check who's dead or dying.

Ego: Okay...Lessee...Me, Logic, Subconscious, Emo, Pessimism, Treachery, Violence, Schizo, Psycho's in a corner crying, Feminine side.

Feminine side: Um...

Logic: We know you're too small to be noticed. Shut up. We hate you.

Feminine side: =(

Logic: ...Don't give me that look.

Ego: Anyway...Optimism, Despair...

Despair: I'm back!

Subconscious: You were never here in the first place!

Despair: Give me some credit, why don't you! >=(

Violence: Up yours, hick!

Ego: Continuing...Hatred...I think that's it.

Hatred: I hate you all. And I hate it that Insanity is pointing a giant OMG worthy lazor at us. I hate him too.

Ego: ...What...?

Subconscious: Oh shit.

Dear Diary,

2009-07-15T23:20:00.002+08:00

If I slash other people, am I emo?

Sorry Fatin, for accidentally stabbing you in the back...Literally. I'll try to resist the urge to draw my shiv from now...I hope. Depends whether Violence is restrained or not.

Treachery: Um...About that...

Bullshit.

Ah well.

Anyway...

Ever feel like your life is going down the toilet, the same toilet everyone craps in?

Just asking. I mean, seriously, 'Going down the toilet'? Where the hell did that come from? I'd love to be there when they thought of the term.

Person1: Hey, you saw what happened?
Person2: I dunno, it was like, fwoosh! And then BAM! And then KRAKOOM! And then nothing!
Person3: Man...That sucks. Must've been a trip down the toilet for them.
PErson4: That would be some serious shit.

Really. >>

Ah well.

Life has it's ups and downs, I guess, and I'm experiencing the down bit. Damn Sine Graph life. Hopefully things will look up, but first, I have to work on myself.

-Kill Insanity
-Get over Social disorder
-Get social skills
-Stop being a knifing addict
-Resist the urge to kill
-Stop being a loud, obnoxious douche.
-Learn to shut up

I can do all those, but it's gonna take time, like, Insanity is now somewhere I don't know, and that's a really, really bad thing.

Subconscious: Alright, Delta team is taking the left flank, Echo is right. We'll move in down the center. 4 meter spread, silencers on. Comb the damn place.

...Good thing they're on it.

Logic: This is Echo, zilch here.

Emo: This is Delta...SHIT! WE'VE GOT CONTACT! SEND...ARGGgggHHH!!!

Subconscious: ...I did not hear that.

...
...
...

Ever feel like everyone hates you?

Just curious.

~Schizo

Um...Um..Um....

2009-07-05T16:42:00.002+08:00

Okay, so I didn't update in ages.

Sue me.

...
...

DON'T.

Anyway, just a quick note: I'm not dead, contrary to popular belief.

Only my conscience is dead. See? I got Violence to shoot him in the head, then Insanity escaped and pushed him off a conveniently placed cliff.

Makes sense. TRUST ME.

Or don't, whatever.

You know what I hate?

Mood Swings.

They can make you seem pretty bastardy.

Hey, New word!

B-A-S-T-A-R-D-Y

Anyway...Remind me to kill my emotions.

Like, Bang and they're dead. VIOLENCE!

Violence: Yes...?

Kill Anger, Sadness, Happiness and the rest of the Emotions gang for me. Get your 'Mafia' of two.

Violence: What's in it for me?

Hmm...Maybe Insanity would be more than enough persuasion...

Violence: Fuckkit. We comply.

I knew you would.

ANYWAY, on an unrelated note....

YEa, I heard Michael Jackson died. Sad, yes, a blow to the pop community, maybe...

Party at his house, which was supposed to be his funeral....NO.

I don't care whether he was a pedophile, a pervert, has enough plastic for him to be recycled or is an overall fucktard.

You don't hold parties at people's deaths.

Unless it happens to be someone like Hitler.

Then yes.

But anyone else, no.

Ah well...

'Only in America can you be born a poor black kid and die a rich white woman.' - Roflrazzi.

That's sorta true.

Except that MJ's not a woman...I think.

Ah well, shan't insult the dead any further.

Oh well

I hereby decree this post endeth!

Subconscious: Nothing happened...

Aw, come on!

Logic: Still nothing...Ooo...-1 to Ego.

...

Ego: Dude...I just lost an arm...I think that's bad, man?

Subconscious: No one's caring.

Ego: Come on, you guys love me! =)

Logic: You smell that?

Subconscious: Yes, it's that pungent scent of...

Ego: Of what?

Logic: >=) Bullshit.

Subconscious: Hell yea.

~Schizo

Not another one of these....

2009-06-16T01:51:00.002+08:00

Shi No Numa.

Imperial Japanese Zombies, Hellhounds, largest Cod: WaW Zombie map in the whole game.

And we got our ass handed to us on a plate. Couldn't even get pass level 9. I guess we need some practice, and maybe memorise the layout and stuff...

But damn!

The hellhound levels are really, really fast-paced. They spawn inside the building with you, and unless you got a shotty, MG or a spray and pray weapon, you're dead.

Anyway, back to the normal bloggeh.

Schizo: Hey, Psycho...

Psycho: Ugh...What?

Schizo: Can you check if I'm still breathing?

Guys, I told you, 10 hours gaming in my head was a bit too much. I stopped at 8 hours and was already knackered.

Psycho: Can't...Feel...Legs...

Logic: Ah! Ze perfect time for zis operation! Igor! We've zgot vork to do!

Logic, stuff the accent, Ego, you're not Igor. You two, go find something else to do.

Ego: Yesh....

Yawn...It's 2 am, I'm physically tired, but I can't sleep, so I'm here writing crap for you guys to read.

See? I'm nicer than you think.

Alright, maybe I wouldn't think twice before stabbin' you in the back, but...

You get what you get!

After all, a psychopathic Schizo is nothing to laugh at! Hehehehehehehe...

Violence: He's lost it...Again.

Treachery: Have you tried looking behind the sofa? I swore I left it there the last time...

Pessimism: Got it! Not that it's gonna help much....=(

Ah, much better.

Methinks I'd better get some sleep before I really, really, really lose it...Again. OPTIMISM! I'M GOING TO MURDER YOU!

Optimism: I'm going to die but I'M SO HAPPY!!!!

Great, we're all insane. I'm knackered, see you guys in...8? 9? 10 hours?

I dunno, or anywhere in between...

~Schizo

Insanity: MWAHAHAHAHA!!!

Trachery: Tranq dart, going in! *Kapew!*

Wait....What?

2009-06-13T15:21:00.005+08:00

Alright, I know I hadn't updated in a while

In a long while

In a long, long, long while.

Fine.

You gonna complain? Go to the...Uh...Complaints...Department?

Subconscious: It's just Treachery and Violence in a suit sittin' at a desk, with a huge gun.

Yea, funny we don't get much complaints.

Anyway...Don't know if you've heard this song called 'Lullaby for a Dead man', it's really cool, but I have no idea who's it by, cause it's the theme song for CoD: WaW Nazi Zombies.

Anyway, I tabbed it out. Go ahead, try it, if it's inaccurate, comment on this-

Schizo: Or use the tagbox.

Yea, and that.

Psycho: Hey guys!

Schizo: Piss off, you little git.

Psycho: ...Prick.

Guys, I told you, one more argument and I'll sic insanity on you two. I'll do it.

Psycho: We'll behave.

Schizo: ...Until you're out of earshot...

Shut it.

Anyway, here are the tabs, have fun.

-Intro-

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G I------------10---10---10---10---12---12----------------10----10----10---10---13--------------------I
D I-11---11-----------------11---11---13---13---11---11------------------11---11---12-13--------------I (X2)
A I----13---13---12---12----------------------------13---13---12----12-----------------------------------I
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-Verse-

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G I---------------------------------------6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-----------------------------------I
D I-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6----------------------------------I
A I-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4----------------------------------I
E I-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6----------------------------------------------------------------------I
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-Chorus RHYTHM-

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-Chorus LEAD-

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-Post Chorus-

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Intro X1

Verse

Chorus X2

Post Chorus

-Bridge RHYTHM-

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-Bridge LEAD-

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-Final Chorus RHYTHM- X4

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D I-8-8-8-8--3-3-3-3--6-6-6-6--3-3-3-3--8-8-8-8--3-3-3-3---13-13-13-13--14-14-14-14--------I
A I-8-8-8-8--3-3-3-3--4-4-4-4--3-3-3-3--8-8-8-8--3-3-3-3---13-13-13-13--14-14-14-14--------I
E I-6-6-6-6--1-1-1-1------------------------6-6-6-6--1-1-1-1--11-11-11-11--12-12-12-12---------I

-Post-Chorus RHYTHM-

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D I-8-8-8-8--3-3-3-3-----I X3
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LEAD plays CHORUS LEAD for first 2 times of FINAL CHORUS then switch to INTRO until end of song.

~Fin

Yea, And that's about it.

ANything wrong, tell me, if not, have fun, comment if you want to...

And yea, cheers

~Schizo

Schizo is DOWN!

2009-06-01T08:47:00.002+08:00

Ugh....I got a bad sore throat...

Can barely talk. ><

Guess I won't be able to go for the Sec three camp. Can't decide whether that's a good or bad thing.

Dammit.

Got a massive headache to boot. Going to sleep more now...

~Schizo

NOT EMO Also my 100-ish post.

2009-05-29T20:31:00.003+08:00

Okay, let me just say, I am not emo.

And this is my 100th post...Or thereabouts. Yay for me actually writing shit and crap 100 times. And yay you for actually reading them.

I am not emo, once again.

I'm only schizophrenic, insane, depressed and maniacal.

Except scratch the last two. And the first one, and replace it with Schizoaffective disorder.

Anyway...

Tomorrow is Samuel's b-day party.

Okeeaay...

Can't write about something I haven't experienced yet, so not going to. But I think I can expect someone getting thrown into the pool.

Oh, it's not me.

I'm going to slip and fall into the pool. There's the difference, ya see.

Subconscious: We're trying to solve your inner ear problem, boss.

There wouldn't have been a problem is SOMEBODY didn't fire a stinger there.

Violence: Hey, I tripped.

Treachery: Yea, right. You had it pointed at me!

Violence: It was a coincidence, I swear.

Ha, I'll believe you in hell.

Anyway....

I dunno.

This is Schizo. OUt

Go to this site. It's about my primary school. I swear, some things never changed.

Okay, ranting is over

2009-05-21T23:30:00.002+08:00

Alright. Time for something more humorous.

So, I went to youtube and looked up more videos by FluffeeTalks.

And one video got my attention, it's really disturbing, to some, maybe.

TO me, it's just so ridiculous that it's funny. Try searching for weird news articles, you're bound to find a few.

Like:

FISH SWIMS IN PENIS

MAN IMPALED THROUGH ANUS BY 30 CM LONG SPIKE

TREE GROWS IN LUNG

I swear, those are all true. I'll get around to them sooner or later. More likely later. You know, cuz I'm lazy and shit.

Anyway, the one that I heard about, and really got me thinking was this:

POTATO GOES UP MAN'S ANUS (Title may be different, but you get the point)

How the fuck do you get a potato up your ass, aside from doing it for sexual pleasure. I mean, come on!

The guy allegedly fell on the Potato...And it got shoved up his ass. He fell on the potato after falling backwards from putting up curtains.

I think you should know how the potato went up his hole.

Hanging up curtains while naked: Retarded.

...
...
...

I think you got the implication.

He was hanging up curtains NAKED. That meant he was standing up naked while covering TRANSPARENT window panes.

God........

Schizo: Damn straight.

Subconscious: Hey, Logic, you still there?

Logic: Yea, why?

Emo: ....

Violence: I heard that.

Logic: Oh, him. On it *Revs chainsaw*

Anyway......

People who robs stores or people should have to be smart. You can't be an idiot robber. I mean, idiot robbers are those who fall asleep while stealing cars.

Or those who tries to rob stores with a STAPLER.

And those teenage car thieves who crap their pants (Literally) when trying to steal a car...A police car...With the officer in it.

Geez. The world needs more smart people.

~Schizo

God Must Hate Me

2009-05-21T17:40:00.002+08:00

When my life feels like it's getting better...

It will always find a way to make it crap. ALWAYS. My life sucks. Screw you, at least you have your highs. Mine are all lows.

This year's mid-years are finally the exams where I felt confident that I would pass all, and pass well.

Well, fucking guess what? I passed, but all low passes, and I failed at least 1 subject so far. Damn it, it just makes the failure in life hurt more. Screw you, god.

Then today was NAPFA. I thought I could, you know, pass. Then after the first round, I started having pains in my chest, my lungs were straining and weirdest of all, my vision sorta had these black moments.

Then I failed.

AGAIN.

FOR THREE FUCKING YEARS, I'VE NEVER, EVER, FUCKING PASSED THAT DAMN 2.4.

I'm Not a long distance runner, 100-200m, sure, I can, 2.4km, no freaking way.

Sure, call me a wimp, sissy, little bastard, see if I care. I can take over three hits to the solar plexus, ten to the lower arm, two to the collar bone and five to the stomach, with three blisters on my feet and still keep going.

I hate my life.

It sucks. Hard. There's nothing good about it. When I came home, I felt naturally pissed. So I was talking in a more irritated voice, which is already good enough. Naturally, I'd be cussing, shouting and....More swearing.

And guess what, my mom had the nerve to say, "Well, maybe you should get off your butt and start exercising."

*Blink*

I don't know what to respond to this....How about...

HAVE YOU SEEN YOUR FUCKING ASS IN THE MIRROR LATELY!? IT'S HUGE.

Come to think of it, I've never seen her exercising. She calls cleaning the house and doing housework her 'exercise.' Goddamn, sure, that's exercise...If you do it consistently. GEEZ, you are not consisten with housework, otherwise we wouldn't have mount everest as a clothing dump.

Hey, and turns out that's my fault too, for not helping.

Well, guess what? I tried helping once and you asked me to fuck off. Those bins holding the clothes in? Yea, I built them. That sofa bed? Built by yours truly. The lamp? Wired up and assembled by me.

Well, except one of the bins. Come on, I'm human. I need a break. I spent nearly a whole day during my 2006 december holidays making those. So I thought maybe my mom could take on of the bins. Nothing too complicated, hammer work all the way.

Hey, she complained. Hey, my dad got pissed at me.

Hey, blame the kid. Always works. Always the best way out, just shift the blame to someone who can't shift it anymore.

And then I can't voice my anger to them. It's always a 'I'm your mother and you should respect me!'

Sorry, buddy, that doesn't work anymore. True, I should respect you. That doesn't mean I should have to take your crap and never be able to voice it out! I can't even talk to my parents anymore! I never know what's safe and not to talk about.

And yet they want to know why I don't communicate with them.

Fuck this shit.

They never say it, but I know they are very disappointed in me. Why? I have a sister that outshines me. I don't blame her.

I blame my parents who has seen perfection and won't settle for anything less.

Except my dad. He's cool.

You know what? I've had it with this shitty life.

Some people live to change the world.

Some live to do great things

Hell, some even live to do evil.

I'm here just to show people how not to live their lives. A warning symbol, if you like.

God, I hate you. Everyone says you're benevolent, but I don't think so. I don't even think you exist anymore. I used to think that maybe you did, felt good that there might just be someone watching over you.

Not anymore. I discovered the hard way that there's no one watching over anyone. It's a cruel world out there, and you just have to fend for yourself.

Again, God, I hate you. You made my life a living hell.

And I'm going to show you that's not going to break me. I'm better than that.

~Schizo

New MSN Screenie. The world's ending.

2009-05-19T00:32:00.000+08:00

I changed my MSN screen name, it's a bloody miracle!

I know!

It's now not Catastrophic System Failure. That wasn't as catchy as I thought it would be. It's now Schizophrenia.

And of Tagboards I shall be known as Schizo. So take note, and don't freaking bash the guy who tags as Schizo.

With that outta the way....

COW TURD PARALYZES MAN FROM NECK DOWN.

Heard this one form my tuition friend, who heard form this Vlog on Youtube. Called Fluffietalks. Look it up. Guy's fucking hilarious.

Anyway, apparently a cow was being airlifted when it decided to take a crap. That crap fell and hit someone in the head and paralyzed him from the neck down.

Now, that's either

a) Karma was being a bitch
b) Wrong place, wrong time
c) He was Unlucky.

I mean, it's not like I can just walk out there and get hit in the head with bird crap and get paralyzed from the neck down, right?

Dude must have been like

"Hey, look, what's that, SHIT! *Get's hit*"

Dammit, he should've gone out in a more dignified manner. Getting hit in the head by cow shit and paralyzed from the neck down, that's God messing with you. Or the Grim Reaper was bored. Depends on how you look at it.

Dying because you sky dived, landed on somebody, survived and was run over by a truck...Now that's death.

In fact, that's retarded.

Schizo: Hey, Subconscious, watcha up to now?

Subconscious: Nothing much. Let's go locate and kill feminine side again.

Schizo: ...Cool. Let's roll.

Ignore those two.

Anyway,

Signing off.

Um..Yea...

2009-05-16T20:02:00.000+08:00

Yea, yea, I didn't post in a looooong time.

Sue me.

Actually, don't. Screw this. Anyway, what happened today....Hmmm...

I woke up-

>>
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HA! GOTCHA! You didn't really think I was really going to tell you what happened today, right? If I did, then I might as well write a diary and post it to everyone in the damn world.

Anyway...

Right.

Logic: What's right?

Emo: Not you!

Violence: Shit! SECURITY BREACH! TREACHERY! HIT THE GUNS!

Treachery: Hitting guns, aye, aye.

Emo: ...I should just keep quiet...

Optimism: This is Waco Two-five...We have bogey in our sights...Opening fire...

You guys entered the gaming section of my brain, didn't you?

Logic: We might have. SUPPRESSING FIRE!

Emo: GO, MY MINIONS!

Depression: Yes, my liege.

Could you guys tone it down a bit, I'm trying to blog.

Optimism: I got sights on multiple SAM batteries. Until you take them out, I cannot provide close air support, over.

Violence: SAM Batteries, noted. All troops, take those bastards out!

Tone it down, not make it worse, you douches.

Hatred: This is Alpha Tank Company, rolling in to assist.

Now you're just over-doing it.

Violence: FIRE!

That's it. I'm imagining....A nuke. A lot of nukes. And all heading towards you all.

Subconscious: I get to be the nukes! Yay me!

Violence: Fine, fine. We desist. C'mon guys, lets go shoot Emo.

Emo: Yea! Wait, what!? NOOOOOO-*Gagged*

Much better.

Anyway...

Shoot I lost my train of thought.

Violence: Who pressed the Short-Term memory button!?

Hold on. I'll post later.

I need to implode my brain.

~CSF

Exams, Exams, Exams. I hate you.

2009-05-07T21:45:00.000+08:00

Okay, here's the thing.

I study usually at night, that's when I'm at my freshest. I'm freaking nocturnal. Alright, I'm in my room taking a break. My mom comes in and asks "DId you study your social studies?"

OF course, I replied in my usual 'Yes, Ya, did that already."

Then the dreaded question. The very, very, very wrong question.

"Do you think you can pass?"

Now how the hell do you expect me to answer that? SS is my worst subject, second only to Chinese. If I say 'Ye', and fail, I can expect a whole month at least of nagging about it.

If I say 'no', it will make her force me to study more. And I swear, one more look at my SS textbook and I will explode.

So I decided to stay silent. Hey, maybe it's the best answer. After all, it's neutral. It doesn't imply anything.

Then, she says, "Why suddenly the silence? Not sure is it?"

Damn it. Damn it.

Thank god she left my room. Things were about to fly. Sharp things.

Emo: Like my new machete.

Violence: Look, as much as I like to hurt you, it takes the fun out when you hurt yourself.

Subconscious: Or is that the point?

Emo: ....Damn it.

Say, anyone know where I can get a gun to shoot myself in the foot so I can skip exams?

...What?

~Caesium Flouride

Blink Blink

2009-05-04T19:51:00.000+08:00

Two days without sleep.

Not a good idea...All I had to keep myself awake was dragonforce tunes blasting on full volume through my head phones.

Okay, the sound did keep me up.

On an unrelated note, I think my hearing just got worse. Damn that volume control!

Ah well, at the very least I got my SS and PoA homework down.

Tomorrow has PoA...Ugh...BEtter pack, assuming I don't zip my own hand into my bag.

...

Shit.

SHIT!

FUCKING HELL!

WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MY PoA STUFF!? DAMMIT! WHERE'S MY WORK!?

Ah well, just paper one. I can get it done by tonight.

I WILL DO TILL NEXT MORNING IF I FUCKING HAVE TO!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!*Faints*

Subconscious: Sleep deprivation. Not a good thing.

Emo: Ah well. We learn something new everyday. Hey, did you know that Pessimism could be taken apart limb by limb?

Pessimism: I don't think that goes there. The arm goes into the socket closes to the chest area...Whatever that's called.

Violence: The scapula? Eh, I'm sure the arm goes here.

Treachery: No, no....What about that third arm?

Subconscious: ...You guys are idiots.

~CSF

Exams? Phhft

2009-04-29T20:00:00.001+08:00

The idea for exams is...How should I put it...F...Fu...Fu-something....

Fundamentally flawed. Yes, that's it. Damn you for thinking something else.

Okay, you give us a stack of 4-20 sheets of paper stapled together to complete in a specified amount of time, and will be graded.

If you pass, it's, "Yay you. Have fun."

If you fail, it's, "OMIGOSH! YOU ARE SOOOO FUCKED UP IN YOUR FUTURE! YOU ARE GOING TO DIE~!!!!!!"

...Yea. That's very encouraging. You get an A1 for raising our morale, exams.

And by A1, I mean F9.

You know? Instead of getting papers back, we're better off with a slip of paper going:

"Hey, guess what? You passed. Whoop-dee-fucking-doo. So um...Keep it up, 'cause there's tons more coming your way. Cheers"

Or

"Hey, you failed. Who knew? Anyway, since you failed, your life is going to end in tears, I just know it. Sucks to be you. You're a complete and total loser. Get over it, 'cause there's more coming your way."

Just thought I'd give myself a voice to this matter.

Cheerio

~CSF

Stuff happens!

2009-04-19T20:08:00.000+08:00

Wrong place, wrong time...

Isn't that the most common excuse ever?

Or was it wrong place, right time?

Never mind.

Okay, another rant post. What the hell is with people and the need to have a common hate?

In pri 5, that common hate was me. And there was no reason for that hate either. What the hell?

It's like:

Moron: Let's find someone to hate!
Moron2: But who?
Moron3: Damn....How bout him over there?
Moron: Hmm...Okay!

You know? Those morons deserve a bullet to the brain. And also an incendiary device to their face.

Maybe a knife to the heart, just in case...Some necromancer shows up and turns them into sparkly vampires.

I can stand normal vampires, they're cool.

But sparkly vampires? No freaking Way.

I mean, if a vampire walked up to me on the streets at night, that would be freaky, but normal.

Now, if some random moron walks up to you in broad daylight and says 'Your blood smells purdy...Lemme drink'. I think instead of running away, they're going to whip out a goddamn gun and blow his/her brains out.

What Stephenie Meyers was thinking when she wrote Twilight, I do not know. Nor do I want to.

Anyway...

Here's something I thought up of while playing Empire: Total war. Some thing about the fact that sometimes losses are like exaggerated.

Soldier: Damn...We Lost.
Soldier2: But how?
Soldier3: They kicked our ass, that's how.
Soldier: But they had 120 guys. We had 1,230.
Soldier2: Something's a bit off....
Soldier: Damn straight!
Soldier3: Screw that auto resolve!

Short, might not be that funny, but thought I'd voice it out.

Anyhoo...

Seeya.

~CSF

Sudden shocks and Listing dreams

2009-04-14T22:53:00.000+08:00

Yeaa...

Okay. Turns out when I get angry, Violence takes over. So a little chat with the duo first, sorry.

Alright, I know you two are partners in crime but your senseless rampages have got to stop.

Violence: Look, man, when you get angry, I get some fun with your motor skills. Like stabbing something.

I know, I know, it's kind of fun, but it freaks people out.

Anger: So? Social skills is locked up in the cupboard.

It's been three years....How did he eat? Go to the toilet? Drink?

Violence: ...He needs those?

Gawd. Let him out.

Anger: But-

INSANITY! CONVINCE THEM!

Violence: Alright, alright, we'll comply.

Geez...

Social Skills: LIGHT! I FINALLY SEE THE LIGHT! Alright, now on to the basics of being social and a people person-

PUT HIM BACK IN! PUT HIM BACK!

Violence: Yes sir!

Alright then, now, can I have your word that when Anger takes over, you, Violence, don't become the co pilot?

Violence: No.

Insanity...

Violence: Yes, maybe, best I can give.

I'll take it.

Say...What are you guys playing for my dreams?

Subconscious: Going to school, it's a classic.

Well, can you stop, it's gonna make me late for school one day.

Ego: We always have 'Story of your alter ego'...

It might help, what else you got?

Emo: 'Being an emo bastard.'

Ack, that's a really bad one. I give it a 5 outta a hundred. 5 for trying.

Logic: -

SHUT UP.

Anything else?

No?

Subconscious: We could try digging into the library, see what we find. I heard they've got 'Transformers'

Aw, that's a great flick.

Logic: I think they have 'Mythebusters season 4' as well.

Cool!

For tonight, try the 'Story making' dream, kay?

Subconscious: Alright, as soon as we find the visualiser in this mess.

Logic: I thought I told you to take out the damn thrash!

Emo: I did that last week! Ask Optimism, he's always game!

Optimism: HOORAY! TAKING OUT THE THRASH! YEEHAW! YAAAAAY!!

Emo: See?

Ego: Someone clear the table! And get the popcorn!

Well, g'night.

Subconscious: Shhhhhh!

Fine. Lights out.

~CSF

Oh I...Do not see.

2009-04-13T23:17:00.000+08:00

What's with people and the stereotype that sleeping in class is bad?

Sure, we miss a few probably important pointers, but if we try to stay awake, we won't be alert enough to concentrate anyway, either way, we don't get what you're saying.

...

Okay, random rant over. Thanks for the attention.

You know? I've had it with this.

This lousy, f#@%ing retarded blaming of computers for causing deaths.

Sure, a few people died playing games, but it's not like the game creators intended for that to happen, right?

Advertising guy: Hey! Our game is so good, apparently people forgot to live!
Advertising guy: Let's put it in our ad!

...Or maybe not.

Look, it's not the computers fault that people are dying from gaming. It's not like the computer's gonna go 'PLAY! PLAY!' and put a freaking gun to your head.

That would be interesting, though.

But, that's not happening. It's the idiots who play the games that causes the deaths.

Gamer: Yes! I beat the 174 hr of nonstop gaming record!
Gamer: Oh no! I forgot to breathe three hours ago! *Dies*

That's just retarded.

It's like guns. It's not guns that kill people, people do.

Wait...The guns help though.

Bad analogy.

Okay, it's not the Sun that gives skin cancer, it's the idiots who sun tan 64 hours straight that get the skin cancer.

See? It makes sense.

Speaking of suntanning, isn't the idea fundamentally flawed? I mean, people for some reason wants to appear dark. The trade off is the risk of skin cancer.

Idiot: Ohes Noes! I got skin cancer!
Idiot: Then again, I look prettier.

Bad trade off. Really bad.

If you wanna appear dark, splash black/brown paint on yourself for fucks sake.

Then again, you would absorb so much heat that you would overheat to death.

FUN.

No, not really.

~CSF

Rewriting History....Sort of.

2009-04-10T16:59:00.000+08:00

Well, I've been playing Empire: Total War.

It's bloody addictive, I dunno how many times I conquered the damn known world already. And also rewriting history. That's always fun.

The Swedish empire? In my version, it got conquered by the Austrians.

The United States of America? In my version, it never formed.

I mean, history is important. I like it a lot.

Go history!

But after a while, it's fun to look at the what if's.

So Sweden had to be annexed. Also Poland, Lithuania, Spain and France. So now I have Austria as the World's only superpower.

Just played a battle with the Russians against the United Provinces. Guess what? Apparently having your cannons firing indiscriminately does not help. >>

Anywaaaay...

Not feeling too well today, can't go for the TKD BBQ. =(. But I'm being forc-I mean made to go to WCP to eat dinner. Either that or starve.

Damn.

Emo: What?

Violence: What did I say about speaking?

Emo: What? Shit-NO! PLEASE! DON'T SHOOT!

Subconscious: *Smacks Emo with an aluminum baseball bat* That wasn't shooting.

Violence: C'mon man, you did that twice already. Lemme use my Grenade launcher for once.

Where the heck did you get a grenade launcher?

Violence: Uh....7/11?

Logic: What?

And don't use it. One, it's damaging to my mind. Two, it doesn't look Swooshable.

Violence: What the hell is swooshable?

It doesn't look cool or aesthetically pleasing. Also it doesn't look like it can go 'SWOOSH!'

Violence: It's a 'Boomable' then.

Makes no sense.

Violence: What!? How does swooshable makes sense?

Hey! There are a lot of Topics on Swooshability. It's an important and major subject!

Violence: What are you talking about!?

Aerodynamics, moron.

Screw this.

I'm gonna go take over the world again.

~CSF

Lub dub

2009-04-04T20:29:00.000+08:00

TaeKwonDo grading tomorrow.

Going for Black Stripe, so this is bloody serious. First my own Taegeuk, then a random one. Then kicking and sparring.

I am so dead.

Nervousness is really annoying. At least I won't be alone.

Violence: Never be alone.

Emo: He's doing that again! OH GOD, WHY'S HE GOT A GUN TO MY HEAD! NO! HAVE MERCY!

Mercy: You rang?

Subconscious: *Knocks Mercy on the head with a frying pan* Out like a light. Carry on.

Anyway....

Yea..Bad feeling about it. Always nervous during grading, so probably will mess up slightly. But then slightly is already too much. Damn it.

Logic: You need Ego, man.

Speaking of him, where'd he go?

Logic: You know your feminine side?

I have one?

Logic: Everyone has one. Yours was just buried six feet under. Anyway, Ego is helping to exhume and relocate the body.

Oh.

Hey, wait a damn minute. Why was I so nice this whole week? I mean, nicer than usual?

Logic: Got me.

Emo: NO! DON'T FUCKING SHOOT!

Violence: Ten seconds to give me my cash.

*Bang*

Violence: Whoops, I miscounted. I meant one second. Hey, someone help me search his wallet.

Subconscious: Oh, niceness thought it would be cool to be in control for once. And for some strange reason, you didn't try to stop him...

Shutup.

Logic: Ooooo...It's because of-*Gets shot in the leg* OWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!

Violence: I slipped, I swear!

Logic: I'm gonna sic your worse fear on you! Insanity, get him!

Insanity: Yee-haw!

Violence: Where'd you get that nuke!? No, don't set it-

*Insert loud, terrifying explosion here*

Fuck this.

I'm going to go take over the world.

~CSF

ROFL my WAFFLES.

2009-03-31T22:14:00.000+08:00

Randomnosity (Therefore hilarity) ensues.
...
..
That was a lie, really.
>>
<<
No, Really!

Right. I started playing MUonline again. It's pretty fun, but the worlds are limited. The private servers are extreme. 9999X Exp? Holy shit, do I even have to play?

But...No. I decided to play the 20X exp server. I prefer to actually work for my character. Which is now a level 29 Dark wiz.

Anyway, in other uninteresting news...

Got my Guitar back on Saturday. Yippee-yee-haw! The bridge was finally readjusted to standard, and now I can use the whammy bar much better. Though I should get to cleaning it soon...

On an unrelated (Seriously) note, I'm on the scrabble team to go straight for the finals.

Am I nervous? Of course.

Can I get over it? Well..Slaughtering Nazi ZOmbies and shooting down aircraft DOES help out A LOT...

Anyhoo...

Subconscious: Where the hell is Logic?

Violence: No clue.

Why are you two looking for him?

Subconscious: He owes me money and I have a body bag with his name on it!

Logic: Dude...I told you, it's emo that owes you money!

Violence: Liar! Emo is buried alive 8 feet down!

Emo: Ha! You thought you got rid of me but-

Violence: Deus Ex Machina again! NO!!!!!

~CSF

Wash, Rinse, Repeat.

2009-03-29T19:35:00.000+08:00

Alright, I got tagged, so here it is. Rules are simple. You follow, and I don't have to waste cash to hire a Death Squad to eliminate you.

A) Answer these questions.
B) Tag eight other people you want to ruin.
C) RInse, Repeat.

1. What have you been doing recently ?
Playing Tom Clancy's H.A.W.X, Practicing Guitar planning world domination

2.Do you ever turn your cell phone off ?
Hell yea.

3. What happened at 10am today ?
Surfing the net, Guitar

4.When did you last cry ?
Question: When did I ever cry? 0o

5. Believe in fate/destiny ?
Obviously. When things go wrong, blame fate. Simple

6. What do you want in your life now ?
Currently? To just get approved to play MU by their admins. Long term...To At the very least be a Guitarist in a band, To-

7. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains or just put up your hood?
I don't use a hood, nor do I use an Umbrella. I run.

8. What's your favourite thing to do on the bed ?
Sleep. Read. Play PSP

9. What bottoms are you wearing right now?
Truthfully, Jeans.

10. What's the nicest things in your inbox ?
Um...Nothing?

11. Do you tend to make your relationship complicated ?
Relationships are like Maths problems. Even if they don't seem complicated, they are. So there.

12. Are you wearing anything borrowed from anyone ?
Uh, uh, uh....NO.

13. What was the last movie you caught ?
No idea. Too far back to recall.

14. What are you proud of ?
I managed to make a Lego Starship. around 40-50cm long. Hooyea.

15. What does the oldest text msg in your inbox say ?
Email: You have a new peronal Message (BZP) Handphone: No idea.

16. What was the last song you sang out loud ?
Audience of One - Rise Against

17. Do you have any nicknames?
CSF, TheLoserKid, Kay(K), Online Alias is KynTA

18. What does the newest text say ?
Some chain email bullshit.

19. What time did you go to bed last night ?
1: 49 AM

20.Are you currently happy ?
Since I pushed happiness into the pit of doom, I'll say no.

21. Who gives you the best advice?
NOBODY

22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can ?
FUCK YEA

23. Who did you talk on the phone last night ?
My Grandfather

24. Is something bugging you now?
Yes. Can't say.

25. Who was the last person to make you laugh?
Charles from Tuition today, Piao Min...Wait. Her laughing is contagious. GET IT OFF ME!

And the lucky eight people to get tagged are....

1. Piao Min (Eripmav)
2. Foiled
3. Nobody
4. Cliff
5. XJ
6. Nobody
7. Nobody
8. Nobody again.

Peace out.

~CSF

B and E

2009-03-28T20:46:00.000+08:00

Okay. This has got to stop.

All this blaming on the innocent party is bullshit. Pure f#%@ing bullshit.

Games don't kill people. It's the idiots that play them that do.

Oh, you thought I was ranting about something else? Stupid, stupid mort-I mean person.

Look. I know games have bad reps for being the cause of social neglection, addiction, eyes burning and Carpal Tunnel, but they don't kill people.

Someone kills themselves. Normal day.

Ignorant moron1: Hey, mate, lookat this! Someone committed suicide!

Nothing new there. People end their own lives all the time. It's cool.

Ignorant Moron2: Phfft. So?

Then things go terribly wrong when one of them goes:

'He plays *Insert name of online game here*'

And everyone blames online games.

Geez. Stop it already! Fine! Games like CoD, Halo teach you to suppress the 'I don't want to kill' feeling, but that doesn't make you a damn killer.

IT sure as heck doesn't encourage suicide.

Idiot: Oh no! I killed myself with a grenade!
Idiot: Seems like a great idea! Time to try it in real life!

Every self respecting gamer knows that killing yourself gains a -1 point in Halo slayer mode. Moral: Don't try it in real life. You earn a -1 life.

Games don't make you run around gunning people down either.

Idiot2: Killing these terrorists who want to destroy the world with a nuke looks fun!
Idiot2: I'm gonna kill random innocents who did nothing now!

Look, that's way different.

I play games all day. Do you see ME going on a killing spree?

Don't think so.

Screw you for disagreeing.

~CSF

The Bus

2009-03-24T22:08:00.000+08:00

I got ran over by a bus.

No, that's a lie.

I ran over a bus.

That's a lie too.

A bus ran over a bus.

Again, a lie.

I chased after a damn bus.

Lying again.

Now, the absolute truth is that the title has nothing to do with the main topic.

Anyway, today we had our Food Heritage Tour. Hold on. It needs some correction...

'Food heritage tour where the food is one meal and the rest is heritage.' Granted, the food was awesome. Then My friends and I had some sort of drinking competition....With lime juice. We can't get beer yet. D=

I swear, I'll be peeing green for the rest of the week.

And then a few had the eating competition. Last I check, highest was round 7.

Then we visited some temples....Refused to enter all cept for the last one, cuz I was forced to. I just don't like to enter temples, I mean, I might be an atheist, but I respect your religion. Just don't drag me to temples or churches. That's my limit.

Then back to school...

And after school...

Logic: Something bad happened?

Yea. I got ran over by a bus.

No, really.

I WALKED HOME, you idiot.

Logic: Oh.

Subconscious: I know-*Squish* UmmmffffMUMFFMPH

Hear something?

Violence: Nope.

Good.

Emo: I'm Baaaaaaack~Wait. WHY DO YOU ALL HAVE GUNS AIMING AT ME!?

Fun.

Violence: Hell yea.

*BOOM* *Krrckkrak*

~CSF

TOO DAMN EARLY

2009-03-23T04:23:00.000+08:00

Hey...!

I woke up too damn early!

You know whose fault is it!?

Nobody's!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Subconscious: He's going nuts from lack of sleep.

But I can't sleep...Heehee...

Violence: Ah bugger...

~CSF *Hic*

Ba Dam Ching

2009-03-22T19:34:00.000+08:00

I got clawed by a crazy bitch.

I think I got rabies.

Wait. No.

Anyway, it happened yesterday during Chinese tuition. I just so happened to flick her card. It wasn't even a full flip, and if it was, I'm sure she would have tore my arm off.

Then I got clawed.

No Sexual comments, please. Or I will be forced to end your pitiful existence.

A knife may or may not be involved.

Anyway! I downloaded the new Nazi Zombie map. Holy fuck, it's tough. You have double the levels, and you can spawn in two different areas.

On an unrelated note, Kar98K > Springfield, Gwehr43 > M1 Garand

And the STG44 and the MP40 is a must have.

A shotgun may be used.

Okay, anyway...

I got to level 4 before I got overrun. Dammit, those Nazis really run fast when they're hungry.

They are slowed down when you blow their damn legs off. That's a good thing.

I just ran out of things to write! Ohes Noes!

Subconscious: Um...Is Emo here?

Violence: Didn't he get disposed of?

Yea, he did.

Subconscious: Phew! Man, one more doomsaying and I would've ripped his damn head off and fed it to the inferiority complex!

I thought Ego was on it.

Violence: Yeeeaaahhh....Can you chip in for his hospital fees?

What happened?

Violence: He got owned. Flat.

SHould've guessed. Extent?

Violence: Well..one broken arm, a broken shin....Internal bleeding, brain damage-Wait. The brain damage was there before. My bad.

Ah well.

~CSF

Enjoy it while it lasts.

2009-03-20T22:54:00.000+08:00

Yes. I'm writing something.

Yes. I can write.

Yes. I can at least do something peaceful.

Yes. The world is ending.

You should welcome the horsemen. They're still sore cuz I beat them in poker.

Enjoy this text-wall.

I watched the Reclaimer and the Meddler crash onto the installation. Their craft slammed into the snowy ridge, overlooking a deep valley. Fortunately, both survived. The Reclaimer forged a path forward, while the Meddler brought up the rear. Both missed my terminal. Both walked into certain death.

Suddenly, I detected an outbreak near their destinations. No! The Reclaimer needed to reach his target. Quickly, I scrambled the Sentinels and placed them on high alert. No Flood would be allowed to compromise the Reclaimer's mission.

He opened fire with his weapon onto a Flood form. A primitive weapon, but effective in this case, as the Flood form wilted and tore apart. If I had a face, I would have smiled. The Reclaimer and the Meddler made short work of the Flood, fighting their way up to the Control Room. The Sentinels would mop up the survivors.

They waited outside the Control Room, fending off a seemingly infinite amount of Flood forms. I let off my equivalent of a huff of distaste. Despite my omnipotence over Installation 00, Installation 04 was still under that pesky 343 Guilty Spark.

I tired my best to replace the fallen Sentinels, but the flood were taking their toll. If nothing was done soon, the Reclaimer would fall.

And the Flood would have their victory.

No...I would not let that happen. Not after what I did. I was about to activate the Sentinel Enforcers when a red laser tore through a Flood combat form. I let off a sigh of relief. The other Reclaimer had arrived. Along with 343 Guilty Spark. The Doors were unlocked.

Time was catching up to me.

Silently, I locked all doors that would lead to useless corridors and rooms, carving a straight shot path to the Control Room, minimizing turns and corners. It wasn't long before the reached the heavy doors of the Control Room.

The dull grey metal seemed to convey a sense power and fear, even to me. Soon, I will have to steel myself for the greatest challenge of all.

Watching a rampant monitor attack, and possibly kill the Reclaimers, while I can do nothing.

Guilty Spark, as I had predicted, went rampant as a result of hearing that his installation was to be destroyed due to premature firing. Unfortunately, he killed one of the Reclaimers. It was the one in a weaker combat skin. The other Reclaimer opened fire on Spark immediately, assisted by the Meddler. Spark fired it's laser at the Meddler, depleting it's shields, but the Meddler pressed on. I was honestly impressed.

Suddenly, the downed Reclaimer lifted it's heavy weapon and fired on Spark, knocking it out of the sky for just a moment. Long enough for the other Reclaimer to take the fallen one's weapon as he fainted. The Reclaimer lifted the weapon, and fired on Spark. Over and over again until the Monitor exploded in a burst of blue flame and static.

Unfortunate, but necessary.

The fallen one had died, but not before handing the Reclaimer the construct containing the Index.

The time had come.

The Halo had been activated.

The Reclaimer and the Meddler left the area, just as the Control Room collapsed under the strain of a premature firing. Just as the exited the area, a swarm of flood entered. I cursed myself for letting my guard down. I tried to hail the Sentinels.

No...

They were beyond my control. They must be rampant, after Guilty Spark's demise. No matter. They would be too preoccupied handling the Flood. I diverted my attention to keeping the station in one piece, just long enough to get the Reclaimer back to safety.

They fought well, cutting through the Flood and Rampant Sentinels like a hot knife through butter. Soon, they reached a vehicle. Primitive, by my creators standards, but enough to get them off the ring safely.

It was time for my greatest challenge. I called upon every scrap of my willpower to keep the installation from collapsing beneath their tires, destroying pathways that would lead them to their deaths. The strain was unbearable, but then I thought back to my creators, and spurred myself on. I would not let their efforts be wasted.

They were nearing their ship. Just a bit longer. Then, with strength I never knew I had, I kept the entire stretch to the ship up, preventing their collapse. The strain was eating at my core. Soon I will have to give up.

Just a little bit longer. This will be my penance for my sins.

They made it. I relaxed, and allowed the platforms to fall. Next, I tried to keep the portal open for as long as I could, to allow the Reclaimer and his Friend a safe passage.

The Halo array fired. It also destroyed a large portion of my installation. My grip fractured, and the portal shut prematurely. The light. It flooded my vision. I have never seen such a...Beautiful light.

And so here at the end of my life, I do once again betray a former master. I'm not so foolish to think this will absolve me of my sins. One life hardly balances billions. But I would have my masters know that I have changed. And he shall be my example

I will tell you who I am. I am Mendicant Bias. And this, is what I have done.

So how do ya like it? If it's okay, I might consider posting one story per week...

Btw, that was a Halo Fanfic.

~CSF

You have yet to seen hell...

2009-03-19T19:41:00.000+08:00

Until you step into a 189 at 7 f@*$ing thirty in the morning.

I swear, it's like the government is trying to weed out the small and puny ones in preparation of a perfect Fascist nation.

I'm serious. Anyone below 1.30m was in danger of being sucked into the crowd.

Subconscious: Fear the crowd. FEAR IT.

Yea, I think they got the point.

Anyway, I was standing as usual, because I'm kind enough to let others have the privelledge of a seat.

That, or I was too lazy to sit. I know, I am the epitome of laziness.

I thought it was going to be a quiet morning. Then I remembered the day.

Oh. My. God. It was a Tuesday. A weekday.

A WORKING day.

The bus stopped outside the market and my worst fear came through.

Logic: Was it-

Violence: *Shoving pistol into Logic's mouth* shhh...This is going to be good.

A flood of people surged through the door. It was like the Flood in Halo, only more in numbers.

If I had a shotgun, I would have opened fire immediately.

But I didn't. Phooey.

Violence: Man, if you'd asked, you could have had mine.

Damn.

Violence: What a perfectly good waste of death and destruction.

I know. I know.

MRTs are another one.

The only time you'll get a seat is either:

a) You actually go to the depot at 5 am and wait until the doors open
b) You're pregnant
c) You're above 70
d) You're someone that looks above 70
e) You're lucky enough to snatch a seat when someone stands up to leave
f) You're dying.
g) You're dead.

Okay, maybe not (f)

The train cars are like a moving cesspool of Carbon Dioxide. So many people breathing out.

Hell, if they dropped a whole MRT on a country, you could say that was the worlds first carbon dioxide bomb.

Violence: Let's do that!

Subconscious: Let's don't.

Logic: And say we didn't hear anything.

I hate public transport, not because I'm a spoilt little bastard, but because of the word public.

I actually have to be in contact with people.

I don't do that.

Heck, if they took away the damn word 'public', I wouldn't have anything to complain about.

Ah well, enough bitching.

Did I mention how much I hate hallmark holidays?

Holidays like Valentines Day, Christmas, Mothers Day, etc, etc?

I heard rumors that Christmas used to be a religious thing before Hallmark took over.

Also, was Valentines day ever about something other than the candy and the gifts?

Hallmark is ruining holidays by commercializing them. They could have stopped at Valentines day, but oh no. They had to go on.

Damn, they could take Valentines day, I don't give a shit. But taking Christmas...? That's a step too far. I'm no fan of God, but you don't go around taking a Holiday, slapping them on a card and selling them for profit.

Heck, all Christmas cards should be hand made, not bought.

Then again, someone could give you literal crap on Christmas and say 'It's the thought that counts'

A gun may or may not have been involved.

At least there's still days not hallmark-ized. VIVA LA REVOLUTION!

Subconscious: Okay, now let's all grow long beards, get a gun, and we can go take over the country!

Violence: Aw man, a beard? We'll look like terrorists.

Logic: Wasn't that what you wanted to be?

Violence: Well...No. I wanted to be a legalized terrorist!

Logic: ...

Subconscious: ...

Violence: What!?

Logic: Those are called soldiers, mate.

Violence: Ah, I see. Do I have to get a beard?

Logic: No. Maybe. Dunno.

Okeeeeaaaaayyy....Anyhoo...

I'm waging war against stereotypes.

Violence: Did you say war?

Logic: Shit.

...I shouldna said that.

Logic: Ya think!?

...Oops.

Violence: WARWARWARWARWARWAR-

Got him with the tranq. Have fun.

Anyway, the one stereotype I'm waging war on now is the 'all IT people are fat, weak losers with no girlfriend and life.'

Let's break it down.

Last I checked, not every IT person was fat. We're not overweight, except a few.

So we have: 'All IT people are weak losers with no girlfriend and life.'

We're getting somewhere.

Okay, not sure whether you got into a fight with an IT tech before, but some can really dish out some damage. Take into account that some work out.

Now we have: 'All IT people are losers with no girlfriend and life.'

Now, most IT people are rich. *CoughbillgatesandstevejobsCough*

And the Gamers are in the Major league.

Yup, definitely losers.

'All IT people have no girlfriend and life'

Okay, so you're saying that all female IT people are lesbian?

That's bloody discriminatory. Some are, but I'm confident there are some that are not. And some IT's have girlfriends. Did you bother asking everyone?

'All IT people have no life.'

We are alive, right?

Ergo, we have life in us.

We also have a life outside computers, contrary to popular belief.

So now, we're left with:

'IT people'

Last I checked, we don't have a CPU wired to our brains.

Now we have:

'People'

See? It works. Of course, it you want to be a douche...

'All IT people are possibly fat, possible losers, may be weak, may or may not have girlfriends/boyfriends, and might not have a life. Also, they do not have a CPU wired to their brain.'

That describes just about everyone on Earth.

I win.

~CSF

Emo: *Knocking on coffin* LET ME OUT! I'M SCARED! *Pause* OH GOD! THERE'S WORMS! LET ME OUT!!!!! *Pause* OH NO! WHY IS IT MOVING! STOP! PLEASE!

*Pushes coffin over cliff*

Subconscious: Hoo yea.

Last post of 'e day

2009-03-17T22:23:00.000+08:00

I can hear you guys cheering.

Stop it.

I hate your happiness.

Just adding a bit of humor to this otherwise deadpan blog.

Subconscious: Damn right. Without us, this blog is like a piece of plywood.

Violence: *Pumps shotgun* Hell yea!

Enough, we get the damn point. Just thought it'd be interesting to have a conversation with you guys.

Logic: You're actually talking to us? I don't know who I am anymore.

Emo: THE END IS NIGH! REPENT! REPENT ALL SINNERS, AND YOU SHALL BE FORGIVEN!

0o. Okkkeeeeaaaayyy....

Logic: Oh, ignore him, he's all a prophet of doom nowadays.

Emo: Nothing has a point anymore!

Pessimism: Snap out of it bro! *Double slap*

-It's SUPER EFFECTIVE!-

Emo: (-14 hp) *slash*

(Depressing sound)

-It's not really effective...-

Pessimism: Ha! *Double slap! AGAIN!*

-It's SUPER EFFECTIVE!-

Emo: (-16hp) *Rock throw!*

(Neutral sound)

Pessimism: (-10 hp)-

STOP THE POKEMON FOR FUCKS SAKE! IT'S KILLING ALL OF US! GAH!

Emo: Well, Sorry, your highness. *glares*

My glare kills. *Glares back*

Emo: *Dies* Hey, I'm still alive!

Logic: IMMA FIRIN MAH LAZOR!

(Frrrzzzap)

Emo: Still alive!

Optimism: OHES NOES! USE THE ROFLCOPTER

FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! CAN THE INTERNET MEMES! IT'S FLARGING ANNOYING!

Pessimism: Contain the anger, you must.

Optimism: Emo...I...Am...Your...Father...

Emo: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Violence: May the force be with you, young padawan.

Treachery: The force is in you...

Great. Star wars. What's next?

Insanity: With great power comes great responsibility.

Spider man. NEXT!

Common Sense: -

Wait. What's he doing here? GET HIM! *Everyone tackles common sense, creating a new crater, called CS crater.*

Emo: MOSH PIT! YEEHAW!

Stop! Stop!

Treachery: Why? *Aims handgun at Violence*

Violence: *Blows a hole in treachery* Ahh...Nothing like a shotgun.

Okay. you know? Enough humor. Let's end this.

~CSF

Subconscious: You haven't seen the last of us, coppers!

Oh shut up.

Rise Against FTW

2009-03-17T20:36:00.000+08:00

Two posts in an hour!? No one can live at that speed!

Unfortunately, I can.

Anyway, just tried playing a few Rise Against songs. Can't play any, cuz of their weird tunings. I mean, a Drop D, or Eb standard I understand, but a C# F# D...?? What the heck?

Oh well. I guess I can work on Audience of one.

New fave song. It sounds awesome, and the lyrics are...Really well written. MV is great, but stupid Youtube says it's not available in this area.

Bye again.

~CSF

Another Day, another Robot. Wait. What!?

2009-03-17T20:02:00.000+08:00

Hehe... First day of the RoboFest today.

Had some fun, had some bad times, especially when our programming went awry. And when we nearly ran out of time. We still got 10 points, thanks to Julius' last minute program and Jonathans 'Magic touch'.

Anyway, most fun was after. Team and I walked to 7/11 to get batteries for tomorrow's robot, and then Macdonalds. And Julius eats damn slow. Almost like a snail. And he got jacked, and I recorded it. Mwahahaha...

Best part was while eating, we had this 'discussion' that he was actually a robot, and this happened:

Me: You probably drink motor oil, and engine parts. No wonder cars are breaking down these days.
Julius: Why don't I eat your parts? *Points in direction of my groin*

LOL!? Actually he was pointing at my phone...But still!

Then while walking back, another funny thing. I heard Longze say something, and I asked:

Me: What are you talking about underwear?

The Julius said,

'You mean you ACTUALLY where underwear!?'

OMG. That was the best part, and I recorded it as well. Watch out for 'Retard Recordings: RoboFest records'! Coming to a blog or two near you.

Anyway, got home at around 6.15 pm. Went to play the guitar, but I hate the new strings, have to re-tune the instrument everytime I want to play. Dammit. And it takes me like 15 mins, cuz this guitar really likes to detune itself. ==

Anyway, all for now.

~CSF

Mottos

2009-03-15T01:39:00.001+08:00

Okay, so I change my personal mottos.

Depends on what's the ruling feeling. So...Guys, tell'em

Emo: Life sucks. And that's the truth.

Optimism: Life likes to screw with people. Trick to it is to show that you can't be beaten

Pessimism: What's the point?

Subconscious: ...What?

Apathy: I don't care.

Violence: Pain resolves everything

Treachery: Stab everyone in the back. Trust no one.

Insanity: All an illusion.

Ego: Be the best. Then stop there.

Logic: Logic over magic. There's a reason behind every action.

My...Alter Ego: Black and white. Right and wrong. Good and evil. There is no middle ground. Act accordingly.

Anyway....With that outta the way....

Now, I look at the Sec ones and go all 'Geez. They're being childish.'

Then the thought strikes me like lightning.

"Holy shit. Was I that idiotic and stupid?"

And the answer was a definite yes. And then I went 'MAn....That sucked.'

But, I've got nothing against the Sec Ones....Yet. If they stay out of my way, not provoke me, we're cool. If they provoke me or provoke anyone I care about(Lawl, since when did I start caring?), then they're screwed.

'Course, not gonna hurt them physically...That would be mean.

I know how to mess with people's minds. It's a gift....And EVIL gift...BWAHAHAHAHAHA-

Subconscious: Evil, off the controls.

Evil: NEVAH!

Violence: *Slides shotgun* As you were saying?

Evil: I SHALL RETURN! *Disappears*

Violence: Do continue.

Thank you both.

Got my Guitar repaired today. Bridge was all out of sych. Also had to get strings changed. Note:

FLOYD ROSE BRIDGE IS REALLY COMPLICATED.

To change strings, I need lessons. Seriously

Anyway, switched from my standard steel strings to stronger titanium strings. Only 9 bucks. Now that's cheap.

And got Tom Clancy's H.A.W.X.

Game's awesome. Not so keen on the graphics, but it's very accurate, stalling, damage, missile fire anims are superb.

Anyway, getting late. G'night/Mornin'

~CSF

2009-03-13T22:36:00.000+08:00

Sorry for the stretch of no updateness

Had nothing to write. Till now. Be Very afraid.
Anyway...

This week has been particularly good-

Logic: Because-

*Stabs logic* Because it was.

Now it's the beginning of the holidays...If you count me having 2 out of the seven days I have free as holidays. Monday I've got makeup Physics lessons. Tues and Wednesday, at Rulang Primary School for a Lego RObotics session.

I can hear all of you brimming with jealousy. >>

Also, I've discovered, not to my surprise, that IT crowd is usually looked down upon, cuz we are not active, and we rarely do anything. And that sucks. The only time we are mentioned is when we win something, and that's not something that happens every fucking day.

Anyhoo....

Actually, I dunno what to write now. Wednesday, Tuesday, Today, Monday, Thursday were all more or less the same...

Gonna be bored next week. ><

-CSF

New com. YAY

2009-03-06T22:52:00.001+08:00

Forgot to mention I got a souped up computer now.

New graphics card, new CPU, new casing, new sound card, more RAM.

Tried the The Witcher, didn't work. Bah. Not planning to play it much anyways. Gonna get Crysis or CoD: WaW for PC soon. =D

Also gonna see if I can borrow the discs for Fireworks and Photoshop from the school. Would save me like $2000+ If they do. If they don't....Gonna burn a hole in my pocket...

That's all for now.

~CSF

First quarter of the #%^@##%@# year

2009-03-04T22:17:00.000+08:00

2009,

I hate you. For life.

2009: What the hell did I fucking do this fucking time, fuck-head?

Can the cussing. You are officially the worse year of my life. Along with 2005 and 2006.

2006: Welcome to the freaking club.

2009: Just because your life sucks doesn't mean it's my fault, m'kay? Grow a backbone, loser. And stop your complaining.

...Wasn't telling me that conscience's job?

2009: You're pathetic.

I know.

2009: And you suck. And you're arrogant.

...Did you just call me arrogant? Dude, big mistake. I have next to nothing for self-esteem, I hate myself. How does that make me arrogant? If I were, I would be a show-offy son-of-a-bitch all day, all year. Am I? I should think not.

2009: You just like to cloud your own vision with lies to make you feel better.

Emo: Take him out, sir?

No, no, let him speak.

2009: Also, it's because of you and-

Guys, pummel him, shoot him, drag him all around, I don't care. Have fun.

Violence: Yeeeeesssssssss......>=D

Eno: Yeehaw! =D

I hate this year. I dislike change. Sometimes it can be good, sometimes it can be bad. This change from 2e5 to 3e7...Is in between. In one way, it's good because well, I'm in sec 3 and all.

Bad because...I feel as if I don't belong in the damn class. It's not anyone's fault. It's because of my poor ability to adapt. I keep feeling that everyone hates my guts. Heck, won't blame anyone. I wouldn't like a friend who can, and will figure out what's going on in your head, what you're thinking.

Rubriks complex, I hate you. Inferiority complex, I hate you.

Ego: *In full knights armor* Prepare to do battle, o inferior one! *Charges*

Wait. Rubriks complex, stay. Ego, go for it.

Sigh...I guess I just don't belong anywhere, except out on the streets alone.

School: Left alone. Can't fit in anywhere.
Home: Feel inferior compared to everyone else.

Outside, alone: Perfect.

I'm the damn reason they invented the term outcast, dammit. I demand a medal. Or pie. Whatever comes first.

Forget the big question of what's the meaning of life and what the hell is the meaning of everything. I just wanna know where I'm not considered an outcast. Somewhere I will be accepted for who the hell I am.

That little, self-doubting freak with weird hobbies. That little nerd who couldn't care less if the world ended. That emo who couldn't give a shit if people died.

Please. I hate this. HATE IT.

2005 and 2006 were the catalyst of my slow descent to obscurity and insanity. I sometimes wonder what would happen if I never experienced the things that happened during 2005 and 2006. The many jeers and insults by my 'classmates'. All those derogatory terms and names. Did anyone stick up for me? I think not. It's a free-for-all world.

Kill or Be Killed.

Subconscious: You need to talk to someone.

Do I? Nope. I kept my emotions in check for a long time. I can keep them in longer. Forever, If I can.

Subconscious: Not a good idea, mate.

I know. But it's one that works.

All these conflicting emotions....I don't think I can handle keeping them in anymore. It hurts too much.

Why god, have you forsaken me?

Emo: Wow. Longest emo post you ever wrote. I'm impressed.

Shut up.

Subconscious: Come on man, work on it. Let one of your emotions out. Any one!

Happiness: PICK ME!

Not you.

Nope. Never going to. Too used to not feeling much already. Nothing gets to me. Ya'll here!? NOTHING.

My implosion is imminent. Keeping all these...'Burdens' in check is taking a toll.

But I will deal with it.

My problem. Not anyone elses.

Ergo, my solution.

Cognito, Ergo sum.

~CSF

Emo: Wow. Emo-ish post without my intervention. Something must be wrong. *Whips out magnifying class* It's up to detective emo to solve it!

2009-02-24T18:53:00.000+08:00

-EMO ALERT. THIS POST WAS WRITTEN AS EMO AS AN 'ART PIECE' HE HAS BEEN DISPOSED-

I took a good look at where my 14 years got me today.

And I don't like the map it fucking drew.

My life is skewed. Wrong decisions, really bad luck, and overall hated-by-god-ness.

I mean, my best years was when I was P4-P6 (NOT SCHOOL.) and Sec 2(SCHOOL-WISE)

I remember all the stupid and crazy stuff I did with my buddies, Joshua, Gordon, his bro Jordan. Some innovative, some plain crazy. Like...Jousting on bikes with bamboo poles.

And this one incident that was among our top:

-Riding our bikes down a path-

Joshua: Hey, what's that? *brakes*
Gordon: Not sure. *Stops and gets off*
Me: It's...White...And...Looks like a mushroom. *Gets off*
Jordan: Could be a new Mushroom. *Gets off*
Joshua: It looks like one...
Gordon: *Prods it with foot* Feels springy.
Joshua: *Pokes it* Feels like dried shit.
Me: You sure?
Joshua: *Licks finger* Hmm....
Gordon: So...?
Joshua: Yep...It is shit.

LOL. That was just so funny.

Sigh...Miss those days. Gone now because of the bloody renovation, that path is gone, replaced by a carpark, and our usual paths are blocked. That bloody sucks.

Now...My life just sucks. I mean, I have Rubiks Complex, Inferiority complex.

Ego: I plan to defeat the Inferiority Complex monster. Mano-e-Mano.

Rubiks Complex: Have fun, mate.

Yeeeaaaa....Anyway, I just tend to see people and life in general as a puzzle, rather than just a passing thing.

Sigh...I find myself as a failure. I'm not good enough for anyone. Especially not-

Never mind.

Annoyance: Who?

Not like you'd wanna know.

Logic: Is it-

*Shoots with MP40* Yes.

Logic: Come on man, buck up! GO FOR IT!

*Shoots with FG42* Can't.

Logic: Why?

Because I can't. I'm just not good enough. And shouldn't you be a lead pillow by now?

Logic: Defies logic. Anyway, just try!

*Shoots with BAR* I can try.

Logic: Yea! We're behind you! Ready guys?

Subconscious: zzzzzz....Whut?

Logic: Nevermind...

~TheEmoKid

...............

~CSF

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2009-02-22T21:34:00.000+08:00

Yep, All my other mes are not here. They're at the Hospital due to their previous fight. Here's what they're in for:

Subconscious: Knocked Unconscious. Getiit? Getiit? Nevermind...
Memory: Multiple stab wounds, gunshot wounds, and a baseball bat shoved down his throat.
Violence: Broken ribs from Insanity for stealing his baseball bat
Optimism: Tried to calm everyone down. Shot by Violence
Pessimism: Knocked himself out cold.
Insanity: Managed to run himself over with a non-existent car.
Logic: 'Logically' ran away, tripped over a rock and broke his knee.
Ego: Dragged down by logic for pushing him
Happiness: Bashed up by emo
Emo: Slashed himself 'accidentally'

And so on.

So, it's just me today. No entertainment whatsoever. Why? Because I am BORING. I mean, come on, I don't really stand out in a crowd, my sense of humor is SO fucking warped that no one gets it but me.

I mean, come on, I have to be the only one that laughs when someone says something like..."A NUCLEAR MISSILE JUST OBLITERATED NEVADA!"

And when someone says, "A car hit a moose, the driver's in critical condition."

I ask, "IS THE MOOSE ALRIGHT!?"

I mean....DUDE.

Bored yet? No? Alright.

Also, life sucks. Life is just about Sex, Money, and power. Alright, maybe not so much about power or money. I mean, Life with only three objectives must really suck. Please, I have more objectives playing EndWar.

And things are too good. Let a bit of anarchy into your life and spice it up, for fucks sake.

Okay, don't blow stuff up. Burn stuff. Exterminate.

And-

Logic: Hey, I just got out. What did I miss?

....Nothing...

Logic: What were you ranting about?

Nothing.

Logic: Uh huh.

...Can I end this now?

Logic: Why?

I don't feel like typing now, looking at you.

Logic: Come on! It's just a few patches of skin missing! Not like it won't grow back!

I think...I'm gonna be sick...And...Your Bio sucks...

~CSF

-Dotted lines-

2009-02-19T21:14:00.000+08:00

Look, this is a post solely for the joy of updating.

So If I start becoming incoherent, go find a better blog to read.

Logic: In other words, if you don't like it, FUCK OFF.

In that many words...Yea, the context is there.

Alright, here's the thing...Emo, Subconscious, Logic, Happiness-What's he doing here?

Happiness: It's a general staff meeting, dude.

Noted. Continuing: Sadness, Ego, Memory, Insanity, Pessimism, Optimism. Can anyone of you tell me why I've asked you all to gather here today?

Optimism: Because...We're getting a raise?

No. It's because these fragmented personality style writing off blogs is too common. So, to preserve the originality, you all will be fired.

Emo: ...

Logic: You do realise we ARE a part of you, right?

...Shiiiiiiit. But we have to keep this original!

Emo: Um...Kill anything that's happy?

Nah. How 'bout...Let's introduce more peeps in my head?

Subconscious: Phfft. Then we have to do the ritual all over again.

*Glares* What ritual?

Logic: Optimism didn't tell you about it?

No.

Optimism: Let's just say that it involves a bucket, a hammer, a lighter, some flammable liquids, a hand grenade and a rifle.

I seriously don't want to know what happened.

Anyway. Let's not avoid the point that blogs like these are too common, and even though I was sort-of the few of the first that posted in this style, it's too common. And not cool anymore, because everyone's copying.

Logic: We could just ignore this and pretend it never happened....Memory! Stop writing!

Memory: Make me.

Violence: *Whips out .357 revolver* Say that again, and I will. *Shoots*

Memory: Argh! My...Spleen....!

Violence: It was a misfire. I swear *Innocent look*

Logic: Boo! You knew I had dibs!

Emo: And me!

Subconscious: And me!

Treachery: I have dibs on everybody! FREE FOR ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

...Great. They're going nuts.

Gonna stop now.

Bye.

~CSF

Fwiday the Thwerteenth

2009-02-14T00:02:00.000+08:00

You know that superstition that Friday the thirteenth is fucking unlucky (Fulucky?)

It's true. I'm living proof. Today sucked.

Even though I'm supposed to smile and go 'IT'S A WONDERFUL DAY! V-DAY TOMORROW! YATTA!'. Geez. I went more of a 'Shit...Valentines Day. That crap day once more.' I think the second one suits me more. =P

Felt Emo all day. Probably because my sister went back to NZ on Thursday, while I was in school, and my parents gave me the choice to skip school. I said 'No' because I thought I could still make it in time.

Guess what? I didn't. Go figure.

Well, at least she's coming back like end of this year/next year, or maybe I'll be dragged/forced to go to NZ during the June hols.

Anyway, on a happier note...

Uh...

There is no happy note!?

Emo: No sirree.

Shut up. Didn't ask you.

Logic: Nope.

You shut up as well.

Ego: It's me, right?

No. Stop being an egomani-Wait. You are my ego. Go ahead and be an egomaniac.

Ego: Yeehaw~!

Anyway....

Probably won't be 'celebrating' Valentines Day tomorrow. Because A) I have no reason to, and B) I have tuition and TaeKwonDo.

I can always wait till next year. Then it'll fall on a Sunday.

Anyhoo, designed a few ships during school, AEGIS class Light Battleship and LYCAN class Destroyer.

I know, I was completely bored. But methinks I had better start paying attention. I'll need to take caffeine pills and coffee like they are drugs. DRUGS!

*Gets drunk from imaginary alcohol*

Any*hic*way. Have a *hic* good*hic*/Great*hic*/Shitty Valen*hic*tines day...

While I *hic* sit in a dark *hic* corner and *hic* inject myself with peanut butter...

*Sobers up*

Ok, that was the stupidest thing I've ever said. And I've said a lot.

Oh well..

Enjoy your Valentines Day while it freaking lasts. I'll probably be emo-ing till Tuesday, so my advice is to steer clear of me, just to be safe. I'm equivalent to volatile explosives when I'm Emo. Hate to see anyone get hurt...Again.

CSF (shall return)

There is life outside your apartment

2009-02-01T00:37:00.000+08:00

Yeehaw.

Woke up at like 10.30 AM today, because Wesley called, and asked if he could come over before going to Zoom. Obviously said yes, since I was bored outta my mind.

He said he would leave house 15 mins after he called, but then at around 12.45 PM, he wasn't over yet, so I called him, and wa lao, he damn suay, bus breakdown. Chances: 1 in 100 rides.

When he got over, played CoD 5, Nazi Zombies. Geez, we kept dying at level eight and nine until we came up with a good strategy, but even then, got to level 11, then died. Then Cliff came over, played a bit more Nazi Zombies, then we left.

Subconscious: You left the house!?

Yea, I did. Now stop having your shock, and shut up.

Anyhoo...

Met Wei Hao and Ka Weng (Sorry if I spelt your names wrong) at Zoom. Went in, signed up (me and Ka Weng, anyways), blah, blah, blah.

Then went to our computers and played Left 4 Dead. Oorah.

Played for quite a long time, then tried other games. Team Fortress took a freaking long time to load while Counter Strike lagged like crazy. So went back to Left 4 Dead. Cliff played CS, then DOTA.

Nothing, nothing, nothing.

At around 6 something PM, Wei Hao and Ka Weng left, then later Terence joined us.

More stuff that doesn't need describing.

Left at around 7, took a bus, but when we got off at the Market, realised Wesley left his phone back at Zoom, and Terence left his Rackets and stuff at Zoom.

Went back, again, and took their stuff. Except Wesley. His phone was missing, presumed stolen, man his day sucked. No offense.

So when back to the market and ate dinner. Then went to the basketball court and watched Terence play for a while. Then we found the tangerines.

Started throwing them up and watching them smash on the ground. Then took a brick and smashed them. Was fun till we got caught, but the uncle was really nice, and let us off without punishment. =D

Logic: Long post!

Stop hyperventilating. Get over it.

Then we went to...West Coast plaza, it was around 2130 when we got there, and the stores were about to close. But still, Cliff, Terence and Wesley, went to play something at Comic Realms.

More stuff that doesn't need describing.

Ego: No emo stuff....!?

Shut up and die.

Then went to Starbucks and SLACKED. And talked. Had a lot of fun.

Come to think of it, I haven't really did something like that for a long time, just sitting there, slacking and having friendly conversation. Really nice. Just the four of us.

Slacked till 2316, then had to go home.

Got home at around 2330, went to bathe and stuff. And now typing this.

I really had fun today, great day.

Should do this more often, of course, if I have the time, maybe The June Hols? Or maybe sooner-The March Hols.

That would be awesome.

<~{K]->

Leave it at that

2009-01-28T19:16:00.000+08:00

So I wasn't here for six days.

I'm a slacker. Damn you for disagreeing.

Anyway, here's a lowdown on what happened over the six days I wasn't here.

CNY struck back with a vengeance. It was determined to make me happy no matter what, and guess what? It failed. I take it happiness is still taken care of?

Emo: Yessir, he's still....*looks around* busy with....*Tugs collar* something...

You still fail at that Mafia/gangster thing.

Anyway, had 'reunion' dinner with my family.

Lol. Reunion? When you live like a few kilometers away from each other and can easily reach each other's places by bus in minutes, it's hardly a reunion.

Now, if you live in Arizona and I'm in...Uganda, that's a different thing altogether.

But why call it Reunion dinner? Why not 'let's all get together and eat shit loads!!!1111!!!!'?

And on Saturday...Had Tuition and TaeKwondo, nothing new there.

Sunday. Had no tuition, so had to go for a second dinner (Don't ask me why). >< That freaking sucked. Let me show you the final breakdown:

$600+, hardly filled me, sat there for 4 freaking hours.

Now, if we had listened to my suggestion and went somewhere cheaper, like KFC, Macs, or just STAYED HOME,

$0 - 30, me very full, and little waiting time.

But nooo....The little voice of reason was ignored once more.

Anyway, Monday - Tuesday were similar, involved staying home a whole lot and stuff.

Today school started, was okay, managed to complete my PoA homework, and stuff.....................

And now I ran out of things to write.

Again.

Screw you for laughing.

Or I will unleash my roflcopter and lolcakes on you.

I mean it.

<-[K}~>

Calm before the storm

2009-01-23T15:56:00.000+08:00

CNY is here again.

Three days of happiness for some.

Emo: I'm not part of the 'some', am I?

No, you're not.

Emo: Good. I intend to be extra emo during the next few days.

Don't. Save it for Valentines day. Then it will be even more contrasting to the love everyone is supposed to feel on that day.

Logic: Bad day?

Eeeeeeeee...Yea.

Subconscious: Why?

Dunno. felt Emo the whole day...

Logic: Did it have anything to do with-

Shut up. Before I sic insanity on you.

Logic: Shutting up now.

Good. I just feel down. Oh wait. It's because CNY is here. And everyone else is feeling happy. I'm just here to balance it out by adding some unhappiness.

Because...I don't know.

Oh, god, why have you forsaken me? Why must I have such fucked up emotions? WHY!?

Logic: I'm telling you, it's because-

That's it. Insanity, get him.

Insanity: Yeehaw!

Logic: No! Have mercy! NOOOOOOOOOOO!

Sigh...I hate this.

A lot.

In fact, a whole lot more than I think.

Logic: Look, it's just-

SHUT THE FUCK UP! And didn't I sic insanity on you?

Logic: Deus Ex Machina, dude.

Damn.

I just realise I didn't crack a single wisecrack/joke in this whole post. I shall get humor-

Ego: He's asleep

Then wittiness-

Logic: He's out

Okay, how about...Happiness?

Emo: He's been uh *Tugs collar* been....Disposed of. *Mafia look*

You fail. All of you. You all suck.

Emo: Well, we're you, so you're saying you suck.

Ego: And I'm too awesome to suck!

...Shut up.

Anyway, today, got up later than usual at like 6.25am...Rushed to eat, and get stuff ready and all that crap.

Remembered to grab my homework...For once, and even then, not all of them. Left Geog and Maths at home. ><

Got to school and slacked in the canteen, let a couple of classmates copy my chem homework...

And didn't get thanked. I might seem a bit whiny right now, but it's fact. I rarely get thanked. For fucks sake, is saying 'Thanks' after I let you copy my homework too much!? Ok, that was fucking whiny. But I had to say it. Feeling emo now, so all feelings of the NEGATIVE orientation is amplified.

Anyway, with that piece of whiny crap that 'Annoyance' came up with over and done with-

Annoyance: It was art, I tell you, art!

Yea, well, art is never appreciated until the creator is dead. So do you want to die?

Annoyance: ...

Thought so.

Chemistry....Was ok, just went through the answers to the questions in the homework. Was pretty much left alone then.

PE....The teacher wasn't here, so we had a relief. He was cool, he actually talked to Ben and me about Ben's communist views(Which are, btw, awesome) And I think he agreed, LOL.

Geography...Pushed my table to one side of the class, wanted to be left alone for a while, hung out around the class, wrote random crap on the white board. Mr Choo is just so awesome. He's like so slack. And....Slack is....Good.

And then I sat in front of the class with a "APPARENTLY I' INVISIBLE SIGN". And guess what? Only like 2-5 people noticed me. I MUST be invisible.

Recess....Felt Emo at it's peak. Nothing interesting there.

English...Nope

MAths....Nah, nothing.

Gah. Suddenly feel really lonely.

Logic: Strange. You didn't seem to have interacted with-

Shut it.

Logic: This-

I told you, shut up. You know? Forget it. Insanity, Ego, Subconscious, Emo, sic him.

Logic: Shyeeet.....*Runs*

Feeling very lonely right now.

Sigh...

VERY lonely.

Damn.

It sucks..

<-[K}~>

Lolwut?

2009-01-18T19:04:00.000+08:00

Isn't it somewhat retarded that most people only think their actions were stupid after they did them?

God should have given us better common sense.

And yea, that's it.

<-[K}~>

Not...Again....Fuck.

2009-01-15T20:36:00.000+08:00

EMO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Emo: ...What? I'm just here cutting myself. Oh look, lost my hand.

WHY THE FUCK DID YOU REPLACE SUBCONSCIOUS THIS AFTERNOON!?

Subconscious: I took a potty break. When I came back, Emo was there. Bitch.

Emo: ...This isn't helping my situation.

YOU MADE MINE WORSE!

Emo: Chill, dude.

Shut up.

Alright, that probably explains everything. I SOMEHOW SUDDENLY felt emo this afternoon...Because of a reason I won't reveal. MUHAHAHA...

Inadequacy: Yea!

Way to ruin the evil atmosphere.

Inadequacy: Yea!

Can you say, "This is not a recording?"

Inadequacy: Yea!

I rest my case.

Anyhoo....... Yeeeeeeaaaaahhh....It sucks. At least it was physics and there wasn't a chance for me to 'accidentally' kill someone with....stuff...

I LIKE TO KILL THINGS! PHEAR ME! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA....

Ooookeeeayyyy...

Anyway, felt Emo, and.....Sorry to anyone I was particularly mean to/gave the cold shoulder to when I felt that way. Sorry!

Then after school I had the sudden urge to blow something up/Kill stuff. Got home, played the guitar for a bit, then detonated a homemade bomb in the kitchen.

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Nah. I settled for crushing my enemies on C&C 3: Kane's wrath. Twice. Same enemies. Sucked to be them. It somehow relieves my stress, along with tossing a paper ball into the air and catching it. Some call it childish or immature, but it's one of my quirks. It relaxes me.

So if you see me chasing after a paper ball, don't ask.

Now...

Whoever that STILL supports Edward Cullen as being hawt, smexeh, or just cool, I suggest a brain scan. Then donate it to science.

Because he is not hawt, smexeh, or cool.

But hey, who am I to judge? Go ahead and keep dreaming that someone like Edward exists, that he is out there waiting to drink your blood but won't. Maybe you'll live happily ever after and have human/vampire hybrids for kids. Then you'll die, but he won't, but hey, it's not like he will stop loving you then, eh?

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<~{K]-> Loves his sarcasm. Among other things.

I have the capacity to...

2009-01-11T17:54:00.000+08:00

...Be lame. Totally nerdy, and a overall fucktard. And proud of it.

Because Grif from RvB is a fucktard, and he rocks.

The nerdy bit? That's me. It's alright, I suppose.

Being Lame, now that's where I shine. Give me a '#1 Lamerdood' medal GODDAMMIT!

Anyway...

Today went for Maths Tuition. Was okay, I think. E maths was about Indices, got a bit confused due to the number of rules, but I got it in the end. Score one for me. Then learnt basic Matrix method. It's FUUUUUUUN.

Too bad my Maths teacher won't teach us Matrix. She says it's for Sec 4. So far, it's bloody easy. Only two formulas to memorise.

Then A maths, continued with Matrix, with multiplication of Matrices, then solving linear quadratic equations with Matrix method. It was easy. Then for the last few mins was on Polynomials. That was quite hard, but I just started so...

Sat there for like 3 hours. ><

Yesterday TaeKwonDo was okay....At first, had to do a split, but I wasn't that flexible. Then practiced patterns. Actually, learnt them.

Have a bad feeling about my Grading results. Think I failed. >< My pattern was passable, sparring as well, IMO, but kicking....PHAIL. Dammit.................

Weeeellll....On the plus side...I don't know.

~CSF (Panicking)

IT SUCKS

2009-01-10T13:29:00.001+08:00

Wait. Let me rephrase that.

ALL EMOTIONS SUCK.

Hold on, something's still missing.

LIFE SUCKS.

Hmmm...Quaint, still a bit hollow...

EVERYTHING SUCKS.

Bingo.

Yes, I still feel Emo-ish, because I think too much. Also because of Teenage disillusions.

*Insert Jaws music. Duhdunduhdunduhdun...*

You know why emotions suck? Because they let your enemies know your weakness. They find out what makes you pissed, they'll do it. They find out what makes you SMILE. They'll do the opposite.

Also, on an unrelated note, I've freaking had it with poor spelling. It makes EVERYTHING hard to read, and for *insert deity of choice here* sake, USE PARAGRAPHS! NO ONE LIKES A TEXT WALL. Spell it right, and don't use short forms or chatspeak too often, it really confuses some people, and makes things hard to read.

I STAND FOR PROPER SPELLING AND GRAMMAR. GOT A PROBLEM? Don't call.

"Welcome to CSF's house of complaints! Got a complaint? Leave it after the tone! Wait for it...Wait for it....*Beep*"

And you know? Wallowing in emotional crap is not really good. IT's only awesome because TV says so, and most of the time, TV IS WRONG! Except for documentaries, but that's a given.

IT SUCKS BECAUSE YOU FEEL LIKE CRAP.

But listening to Emo/Emo-punk/Teen Angst music helps. Especially those Us against Them ones.

Now I have to do my part in killing all free will by going to tuition

CSF Signing out

Days like these

2009-01-09T20:04:00.000+08:00

Sigh...Another one of those days...

The one where you feel drained, where you feel depressed and down...

Why I feel this way? It's personal. Don't ask.

Sigh...Right now I just feel like blocking myself off from the world and just scream out all my problems at one go, break that bottle of feelings once and for all...

But I can't. Why?

Because I'm, well, a coward when it comes to revealing my feelings, ya know? I don't know why, either.

Sigh...Now I'm living what I find the perfect scene. Drinking something in a dark room, listening to EMo-punk music, and getting *hic* drunk on *hic* imaginary alcohol.

*Hic*

First day of school? What first day?

2009-01-03T22:11:00.000+08:00

Yep, first day.

Actually, that was yesterday, but what the heck.

I don't really know what was happening yesterday, cuz I was constantly falling asleep. Thanks to my brain the night before. I kept thinking the same thing over, and over, and over again.

"OHES NOES! IMGOINGTOBELATE!!!!!!!!!!"

So I didn't sleep at all. maybe 45 mins of sleep, tops.

'Woke up' at 4 am cuz I was hungry, because I was eating a late dinner that spanned till 10 pm (Thanks for nothing, heavy lunch!)...My mom wanted me to sleep early, so she took away my food. I didn't really care, until you know, I got hungry.

Slacked at the computer till...Uh...5.30am, fiddled around with me lego ship, Bionicle creations, and other lego stuff...Upgraded a fighter jet I made...

Then after that, got out, ate around three breadrolls, which is actually enough to last me till recess any day, brushed my teeth, complained about not sleeping again, threw whatever I needed into my bag, slacked till 6.50, then went to school.

Ahh...I missed walking on the path to school during the 'Blue hours'. It's really relaxing, sort of, especially if you look at the sky while walking...Just watch where you're going. Entered school for the first time in months...Then my brain shut down. Frrrzaap.

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Nah, that didn't happen. I just kinda zoned out...OooooEeeeeOoooooo...Creepeh..

Thankfully not a lot of people commented on me wearing long pants-Hold on. Even if they did, I was too zoned out to realise.

That's why, kids, always take caffeine in the morning before going to school.

Class was...Ok. Teachers are Ok, I guess. Then after recess I started sleeping...zzzzz...School ended, went to WcPlaza with Thaven(sp?)...And someone whose name I don't remember. (Sorry, dude! I was fucked-out! ><) Walked around...Met Ben, then went with him to the tuition center to ask about tuition stuff...Then went home.

I got home, surfed the net a bit, then took a nap that ended abruptly when my mom screamed for me to wake up.

Couldn't sleep after that until around 3am.

Woke up at 1pm today, went to tuition at 2pm...Came back at 4. Went to TaeKwonDo at 5...

Tomorrow I'll have to be up at 6.30 at least to get ready. It's my TaeKwonDo 'exam' of sorts. If all goes well, I'll be brown belt. Yatta!

<-[K}~>

Deux Ex Machina

2009-01-01T20:29:00.000+08:00

School starts tomorrow...

You know? The shitty thing about life is that there's no such thing as a Deux Ex Machina. We can't just suddenly have someone save our asses or solve our problems, like what happens in movies and stories.

And that sucks. Hard.

I mean, it would be cool to suddenly have a comet slam into a car that's about to run you over followed by ten donkeys playing banjos, then the car explodes, but amazingly, no one dies because...Because they were all temporarily phased to another dimension because an Alien Weapon was misfired in deep space. And after that you walk away as if nothing's happened.

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Yeeeeeaaaaah. Why can't stuff like that happen in real life!? WHY!? WHHHHYYYYY!?

Subconscious: *Ahem*

You! I thought I got rid of you!

Subconscious: Aha! You thought you got rid of me but I got away because of a conveniently placed 'Release Subconscious' button!

No!

Subconscious: Yes!

NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! Curse you, Deux Ex Machina!

Subconscious: But you wished it would happen in real life!

Fine. I hate it and want it.

Subconscious: You just contradicted yourself. Freak. And you're talking to your own subconscious. Freakier.

Ego: Yeah!

Shut up, ego. You're not important, and everyone thinks you're wrong.

Ego: Says you. Hey, I brought Logic along too.

...Fine. You can stay.

Subconscious: NOOOOO!!!! NOT LOGIC!

Logic: I didn't even say anything yet!

You just did. Man, you suck.

Logic: Logic dictates-

Shut up. You suck, because I say so. You're part of my psyche, ipso facto, what I say, goes. Do you comply?

Logic: Communist.

You want communist? Look for Soviet Russia. Even though it ended like ten years ago. Look for North Korea.

Logic: ...Fascist?

Nazi Germany.

Logic: ...I surrender.

Ego: What about me!?

You egotistical bastard, where were you when I needed you like 3 fucking years ago!?

Ego: Hey, I was on vacation.

Three years!?

Ego: I need a long break, what can I say?

Subconscious: ...This is getting weirder by the second. And I still hate you, Logic.

Logic: And I hate you too.

Play nice...
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On second thought, go ahead and kill subconscious, Logic.

Subconscious: Oh, you think you can kill me but-

Deux Ex Machina strikes again. Curses!

Subconscious: -I'm not tangible!

Logic: Neither am I!

THEN GO AHEAD A BITCHSLAP EACH OTHER! Sheesh. You guys are morons. Thank god my brain doesn't have your work ethics.

Brain: Uh...

Oh no.

Oh fuck no.

Brain: Hey, I blame ego. *Runs*

FFS. This sucks.

<~{K]->

2008-12-31T14:40:00.000+08:00

Well...Second last day of hols..

Soon we'll have to go back to the place where the very life is sucked out of you and sent back to a mothership to power it's ZOMG cannon!!!@!#!$@!`1315413`~!!!!

...Ok, that was stupid

Anyway, time to go back to school, get the yearly detentions, then when the year ends, you realise how fast Time goes by. I swear Time speeds. And it doesn't get caught by traffic police. Bloody cheater.

Ah well, it's not like 'VROOM' and before you know it, you're dead.

Also, I'm gonna have less time on the computer, cuz my mom is going to disconnect me from the internet everyday at 10pm. That's either being over-controlling or being communist.

Anyhoo....Schools starting on a Friday. A Friday? Great! One day of school then it's weekends! FFS, why not just give us the Friday, and start on Monday? But...[Accent=Singaporean]That is not the Singaporean way...We must always go by the...book[/accent]

Ah well, back to practicing Guitar. Man, 'Master of the puppet' by Metallica is really taxing on my hands, and I'm not even at the Solo yet!

Also managed to play 'Gives you Hell' by AAR as well...Maybe I'll try tabbing my first song with 'Back to Me' by AAR. I can tell it's gonna be sorta difficult.

Ah well.

<-[K}~>

School...WE MEET AGAIN

2008-12-30T20:40:00.000+08:00

10 out of 11 kids dislike going to school.

1 out of 10 burned theirs down.

0.5 out of 10 went on a killing spree in theirs.

1 out of 10...I don't know.

It's that time of the year again, saying bye bye to the hols, and saying a very, very, very reluctant and forced hi to school.

Yep, School. The one thing most kids hate more than children. The one place where people with an unhealthy intimate relationship with a technological device gets their only social interaction.

And it's one of the few places where creativity dies.

Sigh...Today went for my haircut. Why must we have regulation length for hair!? To look 'sightly'? Geez, Come on! Looking sightly doesn't necessarily equal short hair. People can look sightly with long hair, believe it or not. True, dying your hair stretches that a bit...

Ah well, good thing is that there's friends to meet, being able to talk to real people...

But there's the odd bad teacher and enemy of yours you have to bear with. It's normal. Unless you kill them. Then it's abnormal.

Ah well, Carpe Diem.

[-K~}

Note: I HAVE A TEACHER I DISLIKE NEXT YEAR OHES NOES

Thinking too much

2008-12-28T23:02:00.000+08:00

What is life?

The animation of a corpse?

Or is it just a computer game played by a higher being? Maybe we are just a fragment of computer programming, and our movements, thoughts, actions are controlled by beings from another dimension.

Did aliens play a part in our evolution? What if they did? Do we, in one way or another, resemble them?

Is our very existence based on luck? Or was the path of evolution set down by a much, much more superior species?

Is there a God? Ask any religious person and they refer you to the bible, or their equivalent of it. Not good enough. With all this theories, do we NEED a God?

We, as humans, as inquisitive as we are, Need answers. We need a definite 'Yes, there is a god, life as it is was created.' or a 'No, there's no god, our evolution was by luck/It was caused by extraterrestrial life.'

Anything in between is not good enough. Everyone seeks answers. Everyone wants to know the meaning, and importantly, the reason, for life. Are we alone?

No one can say. Europa, Titan, they have water, ipso facto, they have a higher chance of life. Titans water is Methane, temperatures below -297 Fahrenheit. We are carbon-based. Can't there be life forms based on another element?

We need answers. Before the answers find us.

That was just to get you thinking about the fundamentals of life. Creepy, huh?

Anyway, 4 days left till school. Shiiiiiit. All through the hols I was complaining how bored I was. Now I don't want the hols to end...Contradiction...

Sigh..........

Ah well, at least there are stuff to look forward to next year, friends, teachers to hopefully not piss off...Detentions, punishments. =P

Ack, as I usually say:

"Stuff happens. What is 'stuff' depends on you."

So, Goodbye 2008, see you on Wikipedia maybe some years later.

2008: Bye =(

Hey-ello 2009, hope you're not going to be a shitty year though I doubt it because of this fucked-up recession and stuff.

2009: Uh...Ok?

[-K~}

Another one of my SS's

2008-12-27T22:57:00.000+08:00

Yes, I write. Now get over your shock before you die of it. Or maybe stop having a seizure or epileptic fit.

So...Here it is.

The Dark figure looked around him, trying to see if anyone might spot him. Nobody.

Perfect.

He leapt from the edge of the building he was perched on and landed perfectly on the adjacent rooftop. Once again, he looked around. His hand flew to the hilt of his dagger. It wasn't much, but it at least assured him that he had the capacity to fight back in case of an attack.

He slowly crouched-walked to a nearby trapdoor, and tried to open it. No dice. It was locked tight. The figure smiled, a sudden flash of white in the otherwise darkness of the night. He quickly produced a lockpick from one of his trousers pockets, and started picking the lock.

"Come on, come on..." He muttered to himself while he struggled with the lock.

Suddenly, a hand touched his shoulder, and a shiver ran up his spine. Had he been caught? There was nobody, and his dark clothes blended in perfectly with the night sky.

"Hmm...Little late for a walk, yea?" A voice said from behind him. Unlike the faked gruffness and grittiness of nearly all the authorities of the city, the voice was...Nearly calming. It was a soft whisper, but still carried a sense of authority. It was really neither loud nor soft.

The figure moved his hands away from the lock slowly and held them up. "Who are you?" He hissed. "What are you doing here?"

"No reason," the voice replied. "No reason at all." The grip on his shoulder released, and the figure slowly turned while reaching for his dagger. The being whom the voice belonged to was a rather tall figure, clad in white and black armor. A helmet encased his head, and just by looking at the emotionless faceplate was enough to make The Figure think twice about attacking.

"Wouldn't try that, if I were you." The stranger said, as if reading The Figure's mind and leaned against a wall. "You'll lose. And die."

The Figure cursed and dropped the dagger. It hit the ground with a loud clang. He had lost the element of surprise and his only weapon. "Who are you?" He repeated, keeping his eyes on the stranger.

"Good question.." The stranger mused and stared into the starless night sky. "Who am I, really? People call me 'Death', 'Destruction', 'The forsaken one'-"

The Figure interrupted him. "Spare me the poetry." He snarled. "Just tell me."

The Stranger shook his head. "People these days." He muttered. "Most of the public know me by my alias: 'Nightmare rider'"

"Strange name." The figure murmured. Then, in a louder voice, he asked. "So what are you going to do with me?"

Nightmare Rider shrugged. "Don't know. Can you keep a secret?"

The Figure smiled. "How much are we talking?"

Suddenly, in a lightning quick move, Nightmare Rider drew his sword and pointed it at The Figure's throat. "I let you off with your life." He hissed, and pushed the sword closer. "Unless you're saying you are willing to forfeit your life to not keep a secret?"

The Figure gulped and nodded eagerly.

Nightmare Rider nodded and sheathed the sword. "What you are about to see...Cannot be told to anyone." The Figure looked on, puzzled. Suddenly, Nightmare Terror prepared to leap off the building.

"You crazy!?" The Figure called out, but it was too late. Nightmare Rider stepped off the rooftop to the ground below. The Figure quickly looked over, and to his utmost surprise, Nightmare Rider shot straight back up and beyond, a pair of jet-black wings protruding from his shoulder blades.

"What the..." The Figure started but trailed off. He looked at Nightmare Rider. He looked back, nodded, then shot off into the sky.

"Holy..." The Figure started but trailed off. He quickly grabbed his dagger and lockpick and made haste back to his home.

Yes, just a bit from the full story, Yes, I write full stories, up to chapter 3 already. Around 2 drafts for each chapter, had 10 diff. draft ideas for the prologue.

[-K~}

Ze Reccesion

2008-12-27T20:25:00.000+08:00

Everyone's head at least once, someone bitching about the recession.

About people losing jobs, people becoming poor hobos, all that jazz...George Bush not becoming preside-

Wait, that has nothing to do with it.

Or does it?

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I smell conspiracy...Or is that just me? *sniff* Nope, conspiracy.

OBVIOUSLY BUSH KNEW THE RECESSION WAS COMING SO HE LEFT OBAMA WITH A FUCKING HUGE MESS TO DEAL WITH! OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG

...Okeeeeeaaaay....Ignore that.

Anyway, instead of whining, here are some ways to help the with getting over the recession.

1. Do your part, revert to the Stone age, start hunting instead of buying food. Build your own home by chopping wood, start rearing livestock then murdering them for fun. For entertainment, watch 'Fern Growth demolition derby', or 'The Amazing Race: Stay-at-home-because-you-are-a-lazy-bastard edition'

But remember to go to a place devoid of life and away from civilization, and if the authorities knock on your door, remember, they got no nut'in on ya.

2. Instead of using power from power plants, go back to the time where power meant someone running on a hamster wheel. Maybe even get some of your enemies to run on the wheel to generate power.

3. Remember, your body produces energy. Farting continuously for around 7 years gives you enough energy to equal an atomic bomb. Think about it! Harness that energy and you can have fart-powered power stations!

4. Also, since so much money is spent on repairing the damage from the greenhouse effect, do your part to help. Stop using cars, stop using all technology, and stop breathing to reduce your Co2 footprint. Also, this method helps with dealing with the expanding population problem as well! Double whammy.

5. Also, because of the population problem, and the money it costs to have kids. Simple solution, stop having wild sex and orgies. And don't have SWS. It's the main cause of STDs. Sex While Stupid kills, and creates a whole lotta problems.

That's all I have for today, stay tuned for more pointless solutions to problems that don't really matter!

[-K~}

Merry Christmas...I think

2008-12-25T19:47:00.000+08:00

People associate Christmas with happiness, joy, a day devoid of all sorrow...

I, for one, beg to differ. The last thing I wanted to do was to leave the house on a Christmas day. So my mom forced me to leave the house, on grounds that I haven't been out for days. *Grumbles*

Luckily it wasn't too crowded in the outside world. And also I got USS Baltimore, American Heavy Cruiser of WWII.

Then got home...And you know the rest.

Anyway, don't know why people associate X'mas with happiness, because, right now, what I want more than anything is to have a 'Last scene of an episode of house' moment, you know, Sitting in a chair, feet raised and resting on a table, lights dimmed, a drink by your side, and soft, slow music playing while you don't notice it while you collect your thoughts in silence.

Problem is, life ain't TV, and we'll always here the music, even though the telly shows the Characters not caring.

So right now I'm in me room, in front of the computer, with dim lighting and raising my feet and resting them on my work-table, and tilting my head back while writing this. Sounds very, very surreal, but it's possible. The silence is just too calming to be true.

"Silent...Too silent..." *Bang!* "Alright, not it's too loud."

...Though I think things could get worse.

And so, *hic* I wish you all a Merry Christmas, and a crappy-I mean happy new year.

*hic*

[~K~]

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Twilight PAAAAAAAART II Also Anti-Fanatism

2008-12-23T18:41:00.000+08:00

Time to kill the hype!

Again.

Alright. So the Vampires can come out during the day, but not under direct sunlight. That's still ruining it, because, an umbrella, and poof. Daylight vampires.

Edward looks like someone who has never seen the sun-Wait. He hasn't has he? Even though he can come out during the day. But wait, he's been in his teens for only 200 sen-fucking-sational years.

And he's weird and crazy and stalkerish. He watches Bella SLEEP. Most people say that's cute. Most people have absolutely NO IDEA what their saying. That's not cute. That's creepy and stalkerish. He's insane. maybe it's because he was born in the 1900s. Or because well, he's been around for a looooooooong time.

And contrary to popular belief, Edward/Bella relationships ARE NOT IDEAL. It's a shitey relationship that no one should ever follow, because if they do, the police will come around knocking on your door and talk to you in that condescending manner.

'Alright, sonny, what have you been up to, eh?'

'...Twilight says it's ok...'

Somehow, I doubt that will work.

Because, most fanatics somehow lose their common sense when they become attached to something in a parasitic way, and it's uh...Rather amusing to destroy their fantasies when their at their peak. I know it's reaaaaaaaly fun watching them break down, cry, and most likely threaten to resort to self-harm which I know will never happen, because in the next three seconds, they will attach to something else.

It's like learning the biology of annoying parasites that thrive on sucking the life out of something else, only that this is much nicer to watch than watching a fern grow on a tree.

'GO FERN! GROW IT LIKE YOU MEAN IT!'

Yea, "Fern Growth demolition derby". That would work.

Okeeaayyyy.....

Back to saying how much Twilight sucks.

I can understand the gushing over how Edward is good looking, since it's from first person perspective, I write in first person and find it hard to stop saying how cool the character is, but still.

STOP SLATHERING HIM IN ADJECTIVE CRAP.

Please, I'm beginning to feel that he's smexeh even if he just picks his nose, wipes his ass, or just walks up to someone and bite their neck and drain their life.

And now for the other part of this post not in the title because I didn't want to type it out.

Sigh...I knew the day would come...Doomsday, the end of all things...

Alas, why is it so soon for me!?

My grandmothers relatives are coming, REPENT! REPENT ALL YE SINNERS!

Yes, from what I've heard they are that bad. Apparently they're supposed to be 'smart' and I will be forced to go to a meet-and-greet. I will be forced to smile. But I've already decided to look EXTRA-grouchy on that day, then probably be scolded, berated, punished by my parents and grandparents. But at least I will have the satisfaction of telling someone 'I don't need you in my life. I don't want to know you. And I really hate being here'.

I know, I am anti-social.

And I hate meet-and-greets, where I am expected to be very polite. Please, I'm 14, a fan of gaming, and a pure geek/nerd. What on earth made them think I would be able to go for social interactions? The only social interaction is chatting to people over MSN, or Runescape so far.

Geez.

[~K~]

2008-12-22T17:42:00.000+08:00

It's a proven fact that fangirls/fanboys...Actually, that's a term that's too good for them. FANATICS. That's the word. Or, as I like to call 'em, Marauding Fanatics.

A normal fanatic is ok as long as they don't try to drill their fascination into your head 24/7. Now, a marauding fanatic is someone who would proclaim themselves a 'ZOMG IMMA A BIGGEST FAN OF *insert subject here*" because 'everybody' loves the whatever it is.

That's stupid.

In fact, that's worse that stupid.

That's downright moronic, idiotic, and stupidity in it's prime.

Twilight is the latest example. I can tell you, most of the people who say they are fans now probably never heard of the series until they started plastering the posters EVERYWHERE.

AND PLEASE, FFS, IF YOU WANNA BE A FANATIC OF SOMETHING, BE A FANATIC OF SOMETHING BETTER.

If anyone want's to read about vampires, read stories that portray vampires CORRECTLY. Ok, fine, there is no completely right way a vampire should be. But at least respect the traits of a vampire that's been there for centuries.

I mean, if someone said that a ghost is actually not transparent and corporeal, how is it a ghost anymore in traditional sense.

And don't fucking call me a traditionalist. It's because traditional vampires are the ONLY vampires. Sure, go ahead, do minor changes like 'Oh, a vampire CAN come out during the day, but it's powers are decreased'.

Not, 'A Vampire can come out during the day and be SUPER powerful.'

Twilight is going to have a new book out, and I swear, I will be ready when that day comes to combat it.

I resteth my case

[~K~]

Twilight

2008-12-21T21:06:00.000+08:00

All right. Time to kill the hype.

Let me show where I stand first: From what I have read, it's writing is horrible. Not down to atrocious, that would be evil. But it's bad writing. Fine. It's in first person. but would it kill to stop mentioning how smexeh Edward Cullen is? I mean, sure, it's from the blinded-by-love lead lady, but please, stop gushing at how hawt E.C. is. And, F.Y.I, it's not ok to fall in love with someone who 'admits to her face he feels urges to kill' you. (Words in inverted commas paraphrased from someone's paragraph.)

And here is, from what I find, the best Anti-Twilight paragraph:

"There is a lot wrong with Stephanie Meyer's writing. Annoying, one-dimensional characters, overused and redundant adjectives, a disturbingly sick and obsessive relationship, and the most disgustingly blatant Mary Sue since Stephen Dedalus. Not to mention the fact that a love story that is supposedly about seeing inner beauty is impossible to take seriously when the writer can't stop gushing over how gorgeous and pretty and beautiful and hot and sexy and graceful and attractive Edward is. It's also worth noting the fact that it ignores pretty much all accepted ideas of vampirism, removing every single weakness and curse vampirism entails, from holy water to sunlight to the need to drink human blood, and replaces them with...random superpowers. Then there's the utterly twisted plot points, like Bella marrying and getting pregnant right out of high school, Bella refusing to get away from a guy who admits to her face he feels urges to kill her solely because he's hot (or would "dazzling" be more appropriate?), and a werewolf falls in love with a newborn baby and promises to care for her until she is "of age" so he can woo her. If that wasn't horrifying enough, the baby conveniently happens to physically mature at an accelerated rate, and will look 17 when she is 7, so that's okay. No it's not.

I could accept this as a badly written book, but there are some things here that go beyond fantasy and reveal either a very naive or very twisted author. The series, which is written for girls nearing dating age, idolizes a textbook abusive relationship. Edward is controlling, prone to bursts of anger, moody, and jealous. He cuts her off socially, and she follows him like a blind puppy, expressing horror at the very concept of him leaving her. Or, you know, killing her. He justifies any wrongdoing against her with “It’s just because I love you” or “It’s what’s best for you.” As if that wasn't enough, he watches her while she sleeps. That's not sweet, that is stalkerish, and if a girl gets the idea that this is acceptable from Edward, she will be ignorant of a classic warning sign of a very dangerous person. It presents a risk of violence and abuse as an exciting obstacle that can be overcome with true love, and treats obsessiveness as romantic and flattering, which is a great mindset to have while being abused. I have enough confidence in human intelligence to know that fans of these books aren't all going to be eager to get into abusive relationships, but if the best thing I can say about the love story is "readers will probably be smart enough not to emulate the main character," that is not a good thing.

The Twilight series is a poorly written story of an obsessive relationship told by an unreliable narrator, but even with all this I could still ignore it. But there is one story aspect that I simply cannot overlook, one that fills me with such rage and disgust at the very thought of it that I feel true, genuine hatred for this series and its author. I am talking, of course, about sparkly vampires. That is not a joke. The vampires sparkle. They're not weak to sunlight, it makes them glitter. I could understand if it was a cringeworthy metaphor, but no. As if Edward wasn't already slathered in adjective and adverb vomit, he has to literally emit glowing rays of light to really drive the point home that he's pretty. For Pete's sake, even My Little Pony has the taste and common decency to forgo bioluminescence, and she's a horse who exists for no reason other than to look pretty. Edward, a humanoid, has no such excuse. For all the poor writing and warped notions of how romance works, it's the fact that Edward is basically a big piece of jewelry with a rocklike personality to match that drives the point home that these are bad books.

Sparkly. Vampires." - Cathexis, BZpower Member (If you're reading this, hope ya don't mind! =D)

AND SHE RUINED VAMPIRES.

For fuck's sake, Vampires have to drink Human blood, they are weak against sunlight, and usually, the urge to drink human blood will overcome any other emotion.

Are those present in the book? Don't think so.

And here's a thought, Edward has been around for a long time. Technically he's like 200 or so years old. Bella is what? 18?

That's pedophilia, I say! E.C. is a pedophile. =O

But that's not the point. The point is that WHY is everyone so crazy about the Twilight movie? Because it's based, on a book, that all fangirls flock to read. FFS, a movie of a book usually ends in tears, unless the director is super-cool.

Everything, anything, against Twilight, can be found here:

Linkeh

I resteth my case.

Let the fangirls kill me. I'd like that.

So get the killing started.

[~K~]

Hive mind FTW

2008-12-20T10:54:00.000+08:00

Hive mind speech rocks. Not only does it freak people out, it makes people think you are part of some SUPER SECRET EVIL CULT OF DOOM.

For those who doesn't know what EVIL hive mind speech is, here is an example:

"We choose not to do this, because this line of work would interfere with...*Dramatic pause* The hive..."

Of course, you must say it when you have no one with you, so you will sound DOUBLY EVIL! MUHAHAHA.

And for the record, let me just say that CSF stands for Catastrophic System Failure. Like what your computer should say right about...

Now.

[~K~]

I'm Incompetent! Wait...That doesn't sound right...

2008-12-19T19:50:00.000+08:00

OMG

Must...Get...Special Edition Japanese Destroyer Yukikaze...

But it's bloody $90+. Dammit.

And...Ah. Uh....Um...

Wait...No...

Dang.

What did I wanna say again?

Shit.

Ah well, back to being weird. Time to position USS Washington and HIJMS Kirishima in HISTORICALLY ACCURATE stances. Yatta!

[~K~]

stuff.

2008-12-18T20:34:00.000+08:00

Imaginative title, eh?

Anyway, was wondering why I don't write down my daily 'exploits' on this blog thingamajiggy. You know, what you would expect to see on other blogs.

It's because, well, I don't know, maybe it's because my life is freaking BORING?

Seriously. Everyday. Wake up, play computer, play games, build lego stuff, watch tv, then sleep. Eating and toilet breaks are secondary.

Well, sometimes, like what I plan for tomorrow, I'll make a ship model or something like that. Tomorrow I'm gonna make the HIJMS(Bloody long designation) Kirishima, WWII Era battleship. Gonna position it with my existing USS Washington, the one that sank the Kirishima during the...Naval battle of Guadacanal...Methinks.

Anyway, won't bore you with this 'nerd' shite.

And bore you with what I did today instead. Just as bad, if not worse.

Today, as usual, I woke up at 12 noon. Bad habit. Gotta break it. Brushed my teeth, and zoom! Computer time for...7 hours so far. And watched a bit of TV...

Watching Mythbusters Shark Week special right now.

So I'm busy.

[~K~]

No one appreciates artistic talent

2008-12-09T03:51:00.000+08:00

Until the artiste is dead and it's too late for compliments.

It's always that way.

Never gonna change.

Right? Yup.

And people never notice those that aren't popular or 'good' enough. In the eyes of the beholder, the publicly accepted one will always, never failing, appear brighter and better in comparison to the lesser known one. Is it not the way of humans?

It's always the same.

Yup.

Screw that.

I just wanna be noticed. I'm bloody tired of being the insignificant dust speck.

*Crickets chirp*

Seriously, who the hell notices me in a group? I don't talk to other people much, when I do it's short sentences and usually devoid of emotion, nowadays. I'm not 'bright' or 'sporty', and not 'special' enough to be noticed.

But, what is 'special' anyway? Is it something others do not have? Something that is unique to you alone? Or it is just something that's rare?

Everyone's special? I think not.

We're all the same. Humans. Subtle talents and specific talents are overlooked in favour of outer-beauty and knowledge. Is that not how the way the world works?

If there's anyone that doesn't agree, they're bloody lying.

Subconsciously we work that way.

And will it change?

Doubt it.

I intend to.

But

It won't work, I bet.

Yours insignificantly,
[~K~]

The descent into insanity is gradual and hits you like a brick

2008-12-07T03:19:00.000+08:00

'Ever feel like you have no one you can trust?'

'...'

'Oh.'

'Dude, I always feel like that.'

Conversation between me and my Runescape clan-buddy. First line is his, then mine, and so on.

I guess it's that my 'solitary confinement' during my hols, and limited social interaction is getting to me. I mean, talking to yourself is NOT a good sign, contrary to popular belief. I barely talked to a real, living person not online.

That is uh...Not a good sign either.

Sigh...My own thoughts, stories, writings and characters were going to catch up with me one day. Just didn't know it would be so soon. I shouldn't have written so many stories on insanity and anti-heroes. Dang.

"Insanity is a gift and a curse." Kynreth mused and looked to the setting sun. The orange glow on his white armor with the swaying willow trees and soaring falcons made the whole scene surreal.

"Oh really?" His friend, Kyme asked and sat down next to him.

"Yep." Kynreth continued without looking at Kyme. "I mean, sanity-" He picked up a ball of mud. "-Is like this ball of mud. At first glance, it's sturdy and hard to break." Then he crushed it, and threw the bits onto the beach. "But then, like everything else, it can be broken. And once it's gone..." He looked to the horizon once again. "You become...Us, I guess."

Kyme said nothing.

Kynreth stood up and looked around. Then, once he was sure no one was listening, he continued, "Look at us, Kyme, I mean, you, me, Kirako and Klipsap. We're all not what we once were. Hapless, young, foolish target practice?" He drew his sword. "No longer. We've passed the brink of sanity, my friend. We're ruthless killers."

Kyme, once again, said nothing. Then, he slowly got to his feet, looked hard at Kynreth, and said a single sentence.

"Lay off the alcohol, dude."

Yep, the last sentence is just my little sense of humor, and yes, that is part of a story I'm writing, adapted to non-bionicle form. Otherwise it's a Bionicle fanfic. Unless you prefer a Runescape fanfic.

And yes, I actually have a shred of writing talent, thanks so much for underestimating me. No, really.

*rolls eyes*

Seriously.

It's like 3.30 am right now. And I gotta catch some shuteye. So goodnight/morning.

Bye

Sayonara

Auf Wiendesen (Lolwut? Spelling?)

Zai Zian

Caw caw cawwwwcaaaw(Birds and other large fowl. Lolcakes.)

And my Roflcopter still beats your lolcakes.

[-K~}

Translations and shit

2008-11-30T18:17:00.000+08:00

Damn...Shouldna slept tha' late yes'erday night/tis' mornin'.

Now I feel like crap...Wai' I am crap.

Se'iously. Why'd you tink my M-S-N screenie is now Ca'astrophic Sys'em Fai'ure?

Cuz it's the truth. Savvy?

Anyway....

Feeling pissed about some'ing I ain't not sure meself.

Oh wait. Its the laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggg I'm encou'ing on Runescape. Really fucked up laaaag. Ina bad way, ya know?

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Damn...Shouldn't have slept that late yesterday night/this morning.

Now I feel like crap...Wait I am crap.

Seriously. Why'd you think my MSN screename is now Catastrophic System Failure?

Cuz it's the truth. Savvy?

Anyway....

Feeling pissed about something I ain't not sure myself.

Oh wait. Its the laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggg I'm encouting on Runescape. Really fucked up laaaag. Ina bad way, ya know?

Yep, I was brushing up on my cockney(I think) Accent.

And this is the end of the useless crap. Not what you expected, eh?

'Here's a little something to-*Fwoosh*' whoops too late.

Later

[~K~]

I covered my grip on reality with margarine

2008-11-29T14:39:00.000+08:00

Insanity is a point of view.

No, really.

I mean, you can say I'm insane when I'm the sane one and you are the straitjacket-approved one.

Or I can say I'm insane, when I'm the sane one.

So we could all be insane and not know it.

OoooooEeeeeeOooooooo...

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Ok, that was stupid.

But it made sense.

But it was stupid.

Anyway, today, today...

What do you want me to tell you, eh? I woke up at fucking 12 pm, and it's 2 pm now. SO I woke up, and played Ace Combat 6. And that's it. Until now. Watching Numb3rs and typing this. I woke up later than I thought, cuz I dreamt that I woke up, and I thought I was up when I was in reality asleep, so I was fooled by my own mind.
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[~K~]

Note: That was a bunch of lies

Note: That sentence above is false.

99 Balloons

2008-11-23T22:02:00.000+08:00

Contrary to popular belief, this blog thing has nothing to do with the number 99.

Or balloons.

It was because I was listening to some German song I found on my sisters Itunes called '99 Luftballons', which, I am told, translates to '99 balloons'.

The English version has a wicked solo, and sounds awesome as well.

There it is.

Anyway...

I'm now playing Runescape again, and there was much rejoicing.

Ok, I was joking.

About the rejoicing part.

I'm still only lv39 after like already 5 days of playing, and using still full adamant. Also, I've got just 300K+...

But hey! Who gives a shit.

And, to anyone wanting to send me chain e-mail. Be warned. It usually ends with me unless I'm really bored.

Wait. Why did I write this in the first place?

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Oh, right. I need my weekly ranting.

And....Shit. I forgot what I wanted to rant about.

Fuck.

I'll just end it here.

END

FOOLED YOU! HA! LOLOLOLOL

My lolcakes beats you Rolfcopter.

So there.

I'm currently unstable. LOLCAKES!!!11113425353464736%^$%#$%@!321!!!!!!!!

[~K~]

Today....Today....Today...

2008-11-08T00:17:00.000+08:00

So um...Yeeeah!

Today there was some class party...Actually, this is quite a crap beginning to this blog entry, I mean you'd expect like a paragraph long into, even though the main point is only a few words long.

So...lalalalalalala...

So there was this class party today. I had fun...Everyone had fun...Actually, right now, looking back, it was all quite a blur. All I remember is playing Halo 3 with Samuel, and swimmin' in the pool...and finding out that I can't see underwater without googles D= phooey.

And before that, I got lost just trying to find Victoria's place, but it really was my fault, got off at the wrong stop and had to walk back. Ugh. In the mid-afternoon sun. Made that worse.

Yeeeeeeeah.....So hung around with them until around...I don't know, 9.55 pm?? That was kinda late, but who really cares.

REALLY FUCKED RIGHT NOW. *Yawn*

[~K~]

Bionicle 2009? Feels like 2001

2008-11-05T01:51:00.000+08:00

...And it's a good thing.

Too bad Leigh Gallagher ain't gonna do the comics anymore. Not that I read them, I get scans of them from my friends over in the US. His drawings are awesome, much better than the artist for 2006 and 2007, but those were cool in their own way as well.

And 2009. Name roots? Latin. The one language people pretend to understand and do badly at it.

"Your statement is ab absurdo"
"Thank you for agreeing with me."

...When what 'ab absurdo' means, is 'From the absurd."

Anyway, I plan on getting the Bionicle sets next year, they look too awesome to pass up. But I won't know until I get detailed pics, or they are shown at the next Brickfest.

Anyway...

Just got two new battleship models today that are going to occupy the next two weeks. USS Iowa, and IJN Yamato. Two rival ships, though the Yamato was a bit stronger. Too bad we didn't have Iowa VS Yamato. NO! It was more like:

"Yamato, Yahagi, and eight other destroyers that were too insignificant to name."
VS
"USS Hornet, Bennington, Belleau Wood, San Jacinto, Essex, Bunker Hill, Hancock, Bataan, Intrepid, Yorktown, and Langley."

Sounds fair.

Ya, right. All the US ships were aircraft carriers that took out the Japanese battle group so damn quickly. It was like "WE FOUND THE YAMA-Wait. It sunk."

And the battleships? DID NOTHING.

Yes, I'm a nerd and a geek. And proud of it. And sorry for those who think their 'cool', but I can't give a crap about you all. You 'cool' people should know that there's always someone better, so get off my back!

Completed the USS The Sullivans, DD-537, Fletcher class yesterday. Was the only Destroyer model I found, and it was 1:350 scale, so it looked huge compared to me USS North Carolina, BB-55, North Carolina class, which was 1:700 scale. Ah well.

And, yes, contrary to popular belief, I can memorise things. Not really 'important' stuff, but still, I can actually remember stuff.

List of stuff I can remember

The birthdays of some people, if I try hard enough
Maths formulae
Scientific formulae
How to talk, walk, breathe, etc, etc
My own name
My Chinese name
Aircraft names and classes
Ship classes, and a few nicknames
My own Birthday

Things I can't remember, even if I tried.

Chinese characters

And that's it. Oh, and to 'prove' to that ONE SPECIFIC person that I seriously know ship names and classes, here's a list. HAPPY? HUH? HUH?

USS North Carolina, BB-55, North Carolina Class, 'Showboat'
USS Iowa, BB-61, Iowa class, 'The Big Stick'
USS New Jersey, BB-62, Iowa Class, 'Big J', or 'Black Dragon'.
USS Missouri, BB-63, Iowa Class, 'Big Mo', or 'Mighty Mo'
USS Wisconsin, BB-64, Iowa Class, 'Wisky', or 'WisKy'
USS Washington, BB-56, North Carolina Class, No known nickname
USS South Dakota, BB-57, South Dakota class, No known Nickname
USS Massachusetts, BB-59, South Dakota Class, No known nickname
USS Laffey, DD-724, Allen M. Sumner Class, 'The ship that would not die'
USS Enterprise, CV-6, Yorktown Class, 'Big E', 'Lucky E', or 'Grey Ghost'
USS Yorktown, CV-5, Yorktown Class, No known Nickname
USS Enterprise, CV-65, Enterprise Class, 'Big E'
HMS Repulse, Renown Class, (Motto)'Whoever Touches me is broken'
HMS Prince of Wales, King George V Class, No known motto/Nickname
HMS Illustrious, Illustrious Class, (Motto)'No uncertain sound', (Nickname)'Lusty'
HMS Illustrious, R06, Invincible Class, (Motto)'No uncertain voice', (Nickname)'Lusty'
German Battleship 'Bismarck'
German Battleship 'Tirpitz'
IJN Yamato, Yamato Class(BB)
IJN Musashi, Yamato Class(BB)
IJN Mogami, Mogami Class (CA)
IJN Akatsuki, Akatsuki Class(DD)
IJN Asashio, Asashio Class(DD)
IJN Arashio, Arashio Class (DD)
IJN Kaga
IJN Akagi
IJN Hiryu
IJN Soryu
IJN Shokaku
IJN Zuikaku
USS San Francisco, CA-38, New Orleans Class
USS Cleveland, CL-55, Cleveland Class, 'Charlie Love Five Five'

Yes, I'm a super geek/nerd when it comes to WWII Naval warfare.

AND PROUD OF IT

[~K~]

P.S. They are all real, go check it on Wiki if you are so skeptical.

Quote things

2008-10-31T23:25:00.000+08:00

Well, thought I'd compile all my quotes and crazy sayings...

"Share the pain, horde the joy."
"People are subconsciously selfish."
"I can't prove there are alien life. But you can't prove the Area-51 doesn't exist either."
"Go ahead and hate me, but say 'I hate you' to my face."
"Can you prove that aliens do not exist? Until you can, I remain where I stand."
"I can't change your mind. I can only give my reasons to try."
"Trying and failing is better than doing nothing."
"You might be high and mighty, I might be nothing more than dirt. But in the end, we all will meet the same fate."
"Sex is not bad. It's the reasons for having it that are."
"I hate people who cheat and lie. I despise those who cheat and lie and fail at them."
"The death sentence is murder"
"The Assassin is the one who loads the gun, who fires the shot, who plans the kill. But it is the employer who gives him the target."

And the funnier, less-serious ones.

"To be a villain, get health and life insurance."
"I DEMAND HAZARD PAY."
"If you don't think I'm right....THEN YOU SHOULD."
"They say to be a thief, lurk in the shadows. Right. Lurk in the shadows and run into a wall from lack of sight. Smart."
"It's only because I hate you. Nothing personal."
"The word Love is not in my dictionary....It's in my thesaurus and rhyming dictionary, though!"
"I have 10 types of personalities. Insane, and sane."
"No one hurts me and gets away with it...Until they outrun me."

YEA. I RULE (NOT)

And now for something completely different.

"I hate you, and you, and you, and you, and YOU! WAAAAAAAAY at the back. Don't think I didn't see you." - What I always wanted to say while wearing my "I don't discriminate; I hate everybody" Shirt.

"Luke, I am your father's, mother's, brother's, daughter's, grandson's, brother's, roommate's, mother's, friend." - Aw, that so would have worked!

And that's all folks, see you next time.

Actually, what I meant was, shut up and get out of my face. Savvy?

That's a lie too. What I REALLY meant was-

You know? Fuck it. I'm just going now.

[~K~]

I mean it!

2008-10-30T20:27:00.000+08:00

I be making Diorama!

Well, not exactly one yet, I only have two ships, but I'm hoping to make a scene of the opening parts of the Guadalcanal Campaign in World War II. Got two ships ready already. The USS Enterprise, and the USS North Carolina. Now I need to find a model of the USS Northampton.

And yes, they are all real ships. Like the USS Saratoga, USS Wasp, USS Laffey, HMS Repulse, HMS Prince Of Wales.

And I can name a lot, I know. I'm a geek. I play Bionicle and I spend my time reading about World War II. But I KNOW STUFF YOU DON'T HAH!

Oh, and I just finished my biggest lego creation yet...

OOOOooOOoOOOOOoooo

[~K~] is weirding out.

EDITEDED

2008-10-23T20:12:00.000+08:00

EDITSES: ABRACADABRA! *Poof* Post Disappeared! OMFG I CAN DO MAGIC!!!!@!!@!@!@2221111

Ahemm...

I edited this post to this because I was bored.

And I'm in a Model-ship making craze....WOOooOOOOOooOOO

[~K~]

HAPPY BOITHDAY.....Not

2008-10-18T22:08:00.000+08:00

Another birthday come and gone...

Felt like any other day. I mean, I didn't feel older, nor did I feel any better. I'm still the same emo-ish, retarded scumbag I was this whole time.

Being 14 changes ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! HAHA!

Seriously though, being a year older does nothing except remind you that you are a year closer to your death.

And if you're above twenty and single, to quote something I read somewhere, "twenty years with no girlfriend, only interaction was through porn and dating sims...What an idiot." I think that was it.

And if you're a teenager/preteen, that you are a year closer to actually needing a job/biggest exam in your pathetic 'life'.

At least I got the awesomest B-day prezzie I ever got.

I was left COMPLETELY alone. My parents and grandparents went out for an early celebration for my Grandmother's birthday, and I got to stay at home! What luck!

Yes, I'm anti-social.

Yes, I hate social interaction

Yes, I have little friends.

Yes, I like being in my little corner of darkness, thank you.

Also, being a year older tells you that you are on the road to dying a death that was COMPLETELY pointless. And also, if you're elderly and you did ABSOLUTELY nothing with your life, then, congratulations, you just wasted eighty years of life, and the Grim Reaper is looking for you. Well done indeed.

For me, being a year older tells me that I'm on my way to complete failure and destruction. I'm just going to face the cold bleak reality: I am redundant, the world pretty much hates my guts, and that I'm destined for failure.

I AM SUCH A FATALIST.

Screw you all for disagreeing, m'kay?

~K~

EYE ending. Yay?

2008-10-08T14:31:00.000+08:00

"The Austro-Hungarian empire. Famous for their FUCK ALL! And all they did was collapse like a fan in a cupboard." - Eddie Izzard, British comedian.

Yea...I'm reviewing my attitudes for only the past fucking 8 years. ==

P1: Hi, Wanna be my friend?
P2: Hi, friend!
P3: Who are you?
P4: What do you want?
P5: I hate everyone and everything
P6: Do I have to really say it?
Sec 1: I don't care.
Sec 2: ...

And so on. Sec 3 will probably be: FUCK ALL! BWAHAHAHAHA!!!

Anyway...Found my 'Rock anthem'. It's here:

Underclass Hero - Sum 41

Really nice. Got a 'Us against them' feeling. I like those sort of songs, like you are fighting the world.

And my exams are going to be over soon. Tomorrow. Last paper. Maths.

And HELL! GET THE RESULTS! I DIDN'T DOD THE !@!#$!@$ PAPER TO GET IT BACK AND GET THE BAD NEWS!

TLK IS CURRENTLY INSANE AND BAWLING LAWL!

Edited

2008-09-22T17:34:00.000+08:00

This post is deleted. Because It's pointless.

2008-09-20T11:25:00.000+08:00

Eh, gonna have a shit day today, even though it's just like any other normal Saturday to me.

FIrstly, Tuition. I really hate my fucking Chinese Tuition. It doesn't even help. All I do is just sleep, cuz it's so boring. And it's 2 fucking hours long. Damn it.

Then I have 2 hours of rest before TaeKwonDo. Usually that doesn't bother me, but then since we did a mock grading last week, I bet today is sparring/kicking/sparring techniques. SO it's gonna suck. I don't mind sparring, but then you get blisters all over your foot from sliding. Kicking is good, as long as you don't hit the hard bit of the sand bag.

...Sigh...Woke up at 6 am today again. Thought it was a school day. Fuck. 5 hours of sleep just isn't enough for me to be really energized. Good luck to me on surviving the day...

Also, I found out that you need to be only 16 to join the Singapore Youth Aviation club. Woohoo! Awesome! So at 16 I can signup and start flying! I think...

Speaking of planes...

I made a lego plane, a remake. Started out as a Russian Sukhoi SU-37 'Flanker', but I added elements of the Swedish Saab Viggen....Then the British Hawker Hunter...And a bit of the EuroFighter Typhoon.

And I added parts of my imagination to it. Like laser blasters, electroplasma launchers, EMP pulse blasters, and of course, I couldn't forget about the planes that started it all: WWII era. So I imagined it had machine guns in the wings, like the famous WWII planes: Supermarine Spitfire, Hawker Hurricane, P-51 Mustang, Messerchmit BF-109, Messerchmit BF-110...

Also, I'm making an interceptor model, based on the Mikoyan-29 'Foxbat/fox hound', with a few elements of the US interceptor/fighter, the F-22 Raptor, then a bit of the Japanese F-2. And also, must have elements of the RAF Harrier.

And I'm making a bomber too, it's gonna be based on the B-52 Stratofortress, a bit of A-10 Thunderbolt II, and just a bit of the B-1B Lancer, and the B-2 Spirit.

Of course, I'll need a lot of pieces, so....Lego Star wars, here I come!

[~K~]

[~K~]

Stuff and Watchmen all around!

2008-09-18T16:41:00.000+08:00

Ahh...Just finished watching a comedy thing by British comedian Eddie Izzard again. Really made my day.

*Ahem* anyway, today we had a debate in class. Too bad vulgarities and rebuttals weren't allowed, otherwise I'd had more to say, like:
"You're all fuckers! We're right, and you're wrong!"
"We're saying Yes because you're saying No...Not much of a point, is there?"
"We're a communist party. Agree with us or we'll kill you all."
"Agree with us! Or we'll crack your bones!"
"...*Breaks fingers* See our point now?"

Ok...Maybe not exactly like that, but you get the idea. Btw, the 1st and 4th were inspired by watching Eddie Izzard. The last one is based on my favourite superhero, Rorschach. From Watchmen. Speaking of which...

Right, so, um...Right. Anyway, I've got a creative spark all of a sudden. Made a lego plane, and a bomber. Also made an interceptor, a fighter...A Bionicle based figurine...Um..I think that's it.

Oh ya, does anyone notice a trend in America's war thing? It's like the always come in during the last few years of the war, then they take all the glory. World war I ended in 1918, the US came in during 1918, had a few months of a good fight, and got the glory. World war II ended in 1945, US came in during 1943. It's like their going, "I think the war's going to end...Quick, let's go in and do a bit of work, then take the glory!"

Not that I hate them...Although Vietnam was a bad move, so was Iraq...Heck, practically everything they did after WWII was a bad move, except for the space thing.

I think that's all I have for today. seeya.

[~K~]

....Now with 100% Senselessness!

2008-09-03T11:50:00.001+08:00

Yes, it's another boredom induced post.

So, that must mean a Satirical skit, eh?

NO! WRONG! WRONG, WRONG, AND WRONG AGAIN!
...
...

Forget it, a funny skit it is.

...And then there are those who are, in kinder terms, retarded and unlucky. Take Iraq, or any middle eastern country for instance. They go, "We found oil!"
Then the US will come in and say, "We want it. Give it to us. NOW."
And of course, Middle Eastern will go, "Well, what if we don't wanna?"
And then the US declares war, things go boom, they go, "IMA FIRIN MA LAZOR!" and pummel those countries to the ground, then grind them to tiny bite sized bits. Then, when they win, they go, "SHOOP DA WHOOP!"
Of course, Middle Eastern people will start strapping bombs to themselves and BAM! Synchronised Bombing. The NEWEST Olympics event on the block.
So to them, it's Pray, strap explosives to selves, blow shit up(Hopefully US shit), go heaven...Blah, blah, blah.

And then George Bush wanna attack Iran? It's like a fucking Commercial...

'Presenting, the newest and strongest rack on the market, the I-RAQ(Rack)! It can hold bombs, tanks, explosives....*Insert shit here*'

Then, a few years later...

'Broke your I-RAQ? How about the I-RAN.....?'

And that Olympics tagline? 'One world, One dream?' I betcha George Bush is sitting in one corner, going all. "And that world is MINE! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Gimme a break. He couldn't take over a fucking country without explosives. Of course, I think Iran and Iraq is run by Apple. Yet two more failure products from the Ipod.

That reminds me of a Halo match. You see, there was this guy, called Ipod, and his buddy, Ipod(1) and here's what happened.

'Aww...Ipods Down again!'
'Well, at least we have a-Whoops. He's down too.'
'Freaking Apple products!'

Why the hell did he have to call himself 'Ipod'? Of course he would get killed.

And that's it for today,

[~K~]

And this is [~K~] going 'SHOOP DA WHOOP!'

Subconscious: IMMA FIRIN MA LAZOR!

Oh, shut up. That's getting old.

Subconscious: Dude...DUDE...

Don't take my style, dude. Not cool, dude.

Subconscious: You suck.

You mean, YOU suck.

Subconscious: No, I mean, I suck...SHIT!

Ha!

[~K~]

I is bored. So I does this

2008-09-02T19:34:00.000+08:00

Yea, I'm bored. Bored. Bored. Bored.

So I wrote this.

So there was a person named...Um...Let's call him PAP. And he's small. In fact, he's smaller than small. He's puny. And there's another kid, called...Let's say, Singapore. Now, Singapore's not exactly rich, but he/she is...Richer than most.

And then there's the big hulking brute. Let's call him...ERP. ERP is a big, mean son-of-a-bitch. He always picks on the little guys and take their cash. Not exactly the sort of person you'd like to encounter. And he has a gang! They control the many routes Singapore can use to go home. Let's call them: PIE, AYE, SLE, BKE, CTE, TPE, KJE, ECP, and KPE. Now, they're a dormant gang, the ERP's they don't usually cause trouble.

Then, one day, PAP was such a spendrift that he ran out of money. Poor little bastard. SO he went home and asked his mother, "Mommy, can I have more money?"
His mother, then replied, "No, that was your allowance for the week. You'll just have to work for it."
Of course, the term 'work' was not in PAP's vocabulary, so he got super pissed and threw a gigantic tantrum.

On a completely unrelated note, the Labour Front lost the elections, YET AGAIN.

Anyway, PAP then hatched an idea. Using his charm, and knowing that Singapore always seemed to have money, he went to have a talk with the ERP gang. Then they came to an agreement:

The ERP gang would beat up Singapore everyday when he goes home, then take his money. Half would go to PAP, the other half would stay with the ERP gang.

So it started. When Singapore used any of the routes mentioned, he would have his $1 taken and half would be given to PAP.

So, the moral is this: PAP is a dick, ERP is a bitch, and Singapore needs to learn to bash up the ERP gang.

....That made no sense at all

So-

*Beep* One dollar.

Hey, what gives!?

*Beep*One Dollar.

PAP: Ha! I have a new avenue for money! Blogs!

Subconscious?

Subconscious: Way ahead of you. ======l============>

======================/=======\
............................./_________\

Hehehe...

*Beep*One dollar.

Oh, just shut up.

Person doing the beeps: Awww....=( *Runs away crying*

********One dollar.

PAP: Um...I never knew Singapore had Swords and Axes....

Neither did I. BWAHAHAHA!!!

Subconscious: BWAHAHAHA!!

-The following scene is deleted for extreme Violence and gore-

Ahem.

With that outta the way, I'd just like to say that this is the worse holidays ever. I have absolutely nothing to do.

Bugger...Air Crash Investigation is gonna be on soon. Seeya.

[~K~]

Eh, good day for me

2008-09-01T20:30:00.000+08:00

What a (Not so) awesome day.

My mom took me to Peninsula plaza and I (Finally) got my new axe.

Subconscious: Singapore actually sells axes!? 0.0

You mean this? =========/==\ The one I'm about to kill you with?
.............................../___ \

Subconscious: Shutting up now.

Anyway, by axe, see 'slang for guitar'. I got a black Ibanez RG350EX. Not exactly the JEM, but now that I have it, it feels awesome! I can at last slide to frets 20-24 without difficulty. And it has 2 humbuckers! Awesome! It's really worth it. Only $700++ I expected it to be at least $1000++.

Anyhoo...

I'm still going to use my old guitar, albeit in more experimental ways, like drop tunings, guitar tricks....Etc, etc. I'll use it if my band calls for more lead riffs than rhythmic riffs...Or if they decide to switch me to lead...

Anyway, seeya later guys.

[~K~]

Subconscious: Help! I'm stuck with an Axe murderer!

========/==\
.........../___\

Hehehehe...

DUDE...DUDE.....!!!!

2008-08-28T18:30:00.000+08:00

Ignore the title. I'm working on my Surfer dude accent.

Like, whoah, dude, it's like, the teacher, man, completely blew his top on Wednesday, man!!!

In other words, my teacher, Mr Hong, went insane-I mean, creative, on Wednesday, because of some...Reason or other. It was freaky until he mis-said one sentence

'LET ME REMIND ME THAT I AM YOUR TEACHER!'

Holy-I mean, Sacred shit, dude, do you need reminding on whether you are the teacher or not? And that gave rise to my little skit.

'Let me remind me that-Oh wait, sorry, let me try again. Ahem. Let you remind-SHIT! Ok, another try? Let me remind you that I am my-DAMN IT! Alright, here it is. LET ME REMIND YOU THAT I AM YOUR STUDENT! FUCK!'
'Uh...Wot?'

Not that funny, but hey.

And I'm out of my temporal emo-ism. Yay?

Subconscious: THe defeat of emo-ism was the result of many sacrifices.

What!? You didn't do anything but sit in a corner and cry!

Subconscious: I DID NOT!

Oh yea? Name one thing that died.

Subconscious: Common Sense!

I NEVER HAD COMMON SENSE!

Subconscious: Sanity?

I removed him long time ago, he was way too restrictive.

Subconscious: Mental Stability?

That's sanity, dude. Give it up.

Subconscious: =( Now I'm going to a corner and cry! WAAAHHH!!!='(

Ok....That was weird.

Anyway, tomorrow is Be yourself day, where I get to express myself in terms of clothing...Provided it's in the Retro/Vintage style
And it's Teachers day celebration!...But as said earlier, we ain't in.
And no lessons!! But there's ACES day to replace it. Ugh. Exercising. Can't I stay home and play Xbox, and claim that I'm exercising my fingers?

Anyway, after the weekend, will be my one-week holiday. A bit of a bitter-sweet feeling. On one hand, I won't have to see my teacher's damn faces. On the other, I'll be dead bored at home. And also, there's the damn end year exams in....What? 4 weeks? Talk about stress. NOT! SYCHE! I HAVE NO STRESS! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

...Ahem. Anyway, I'm SO not looking forward to the end of the year, because it's streaming year, and there's a chance I might not see my buddies again for some time. Bloody hell. This has gotta be the first time I'll hate the last day of school.

P6: 'WHOOPEE! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! NO MORE SCUMBAGS IN MY LIFE!'

Sec 1: 'Eh, last day of school. Another month of boredom'

See the lack of enthusiasm in the Sec 1 thought-thing?

Anyway....Wait. I have nothing left to say.

Oh ya, I'll probably get pics of my lego RBG up tomorrow, if not next week.

Cheers

~K~

My gosh, Emo-ism detected, fire all batteries!

2008-08-26T18:29:00.000+08:00

That outta the way....Yea, I'm beginning to feel as if there's a connection between me and failure. I mean, I'll just face it, everything I do usually results in failure, for example,

1) Lego brick Gun
2) Numerous blogs
3) Numerous epics and comedies
4) Games
5) This blog

Ok, maybe I'm joking on the last one, but seriously-

Subconscious: ZOMG! EMO-ISM detected! Firing all weapons-

*Steps on Subconscious* Anyway, I think the reason we didn't get into the fucking concert was because of ME. I'm supposed to keep the rhythm, give the rest of the band their timing, speed and stuff like that. And I screwed up. My stage fright-Which I though I got over-Got the better of me, AGAIN, I went too fast and everyone else got lost, all because of ME

Fuck, I'm thinking of leaving the band, maybe they're better off with another guitarist, but I don't know..

Subconscious: ................!

Shutup.

~K~

Sucked. Just, sucked.

2008-08-21T17:01:00.000+08:00

Like, whoah, dude, we didn't get into the concert thing. =(

Seriously, we didn't get in. I admit, we screwed up, alright? To put it lightly, we SCREWED up. But this is really one gigantic hit to my pride, if I even have one, that is.

I knew we wouldn't get in from the beginning, the other bands had too much of a head start, they were way, way, way MORE experienced than us.

I'm not going to go ahead and be a prophet of doom, so here was how my day went, or, how my day went, when I was awake.

Firstly, damn it, I woke up at 4.30 am by accident. Probably because I set my alarm clock to that....On accident, then, I had around 2.5 hours to burn, so I spent it perfecting my Lego RBG version 3. Now it can hold 3 rubber bands and shoot them in semi automatic mode!

Anyway, I went to school...And I think I must've fallen asleep for most of the day, 'cause I don't remember much. I DO remember Marcus being a complete immature retard, though, but that's nothing new.

For DNT today we had to do soldering. That was fun. For me, there is a certain pleasure in melting metal to solder 2 parts of an electrical circuit together.

Subconscious: Sadistic bastard!

Hey, it's metal, not human.

Anyway, after that we had to do our watercraft. Mine was way too small to house the battery holder, switch, and motor, so I had to make an extension. But I'll have to complete it next week. Oh well...

And it's becoming apparent to me that my band *Might* require an electric keyboardist. That's assuming we're going to do those...Synthesizer heavy music.

Ah well, that's it for today. Cheers

~K~

Yay for NOTHING! HAHAHAHAHA!

2008-08-18T22:59:00.000+08:00

-The following post has been deleted for some screwed up reason I haven't thought of yet. Fine. Sue me. Go ahead.-

The following has been written by: [~K~] at !):%* PM (Figure that out, punk!)

Well...Screw you for laughing....

2008-08-15T19:21:00.000+08:00

"Hey, guys, Guess what? I'm gonna make a Rubber band rifle outta lego!"

"....HAHAHAHAHA..."

Imagine that. I told my Pri school friends that, and got laughed at, for being childish. Just cause I play lego.

Screw them, I say.

I mean, a LEgo rubber band rifle has never been done before, ever. Except for the FN SCAR lego rubber band rifle I saw online, but that fires in Semi-automatic only.

I'm planning for a semi automatic/Full automatic version. Though it'll probably be based on my Favourite gun models, the AUG A3, the M4A1, the M16, the M249 SAW, the MP5 and of course, the PSG 1.

But that's for aesthetic appeal, for the practical bit, I'm thinking of an internalised firing mechanism, though that would make reloadng a pain. But it would look a bit...Fake if on the outside. It's obviously going to be a lego/technic hybrid. Technic for the Firing mech and trigger, lego system for the frame and covering.

And I'll obviously tape parts of it, particularly the handle. (I like my hands, I don't like them all bleeding from sharp edges)

I'm thinking of putting a rail along the top, so I could put other add ons I'll make myself, like a red dot sight, maybe? Or even a ACOG?

Well, enough of that. I'll put pictures up when I'm done.

Wednesday was our Auditions for the TEachers Day concert.

Wow. I nearly pissed in my pants. AWESOME. IF that's how nervous I'm gonna be in front of just maybe 15+ people, I can't imagine how I'll be in front of...what? 1000+?

Half of me wants to get in, bt the other half hopes we fail and spare me the nervous breakdowns.

Sigh....It's either my Desire to be recognised, or my not-wanting-to-piss-in-my-pants.

Next wednesday is second round of auditions. YAY. Do I care? Yes? Am I nervous? Hell yea.

Well, I just have to hope we don;t screw up. And for you religious people, no offence, but please, PLEASE, no 'God will help you' crap. I'm an atheist.

Well...CYA

~K~

P.S. For those wondering what happened to Subconscious, I, uh, accidentally locked him in a room with logic.

subconscious: YOU!

Uh...Gotta go!

Practising for something, with some people and some things

2008-08-11T19:59:00.000+08:00

Haha. (Random laugh. Get used to it)

Well, today, we had band practice for the upcoming Auditions for the Teachers day concert in my school.

Hmmm..."One More Sad song". Sounds optimistic, no?

Subconscious: Of course not.

My thoughts exactly. Well, on the plus side, we haven't ruled out "All the Small things" by Blink 182, and although the drummer doesn't want "Your star" by AAR, I frankly can't give a shit.

Chances of us getting in? Slim. Chances of us winning? Slimmer.

Chances of me being optimistic? Come, it's too small to describe. You need a microscope. *Random microscope appears outta nowhere* See that Microbe? Yea, that's the size of the chances.

Holy fuck, there's a D-Day Documentary on the History channel. So long, suckers!

~K~

P.S. To those who call me a nerd, screw you. You all suck.

The quantum function of this here online journal

2008-08-09T22:42:00.000+08:00

If you don't understand the title, you are obviously retarded.

...J/k. You can put the axe down. It just means 'The function of this blog' or, as I like to put it, 'Why I made this thing'. Also-

Subconscious: What about me?

Yes, yes, that's my oh-so-annoying subconscious, he'll be something akin to comic relief. But screw him. He sucks.

Subconscious: If you say I suck, you suck too.

Eh, who cares? Let's just no lose the point that you suck. And yes, I am talking to myself. It's a sign of insanity, innit?

Subconscious: Yes.

Who asked you? That was a rhetorical question. So shut up. Anyway, I'll probably update this blog whenever I can, and I'll probably put some of my lego creations on. (They are THAT good).

Cheers

~K~