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Life is a game.
Those who play...
Play against the entire world.
There are no saves.
There are no walkthroughs.
There is only one chance.

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

It gets worse.

Maths tutorial was okay. I was a little bit late but never mind.

We ate and everything was going okay. Then during C++ I was going to sit lower a bit when all of a suden the chair gave a big cracking sound and I realised it broke.

Yes, I broke a chair in an LT. It's really amazing actually. It broke but I was stil sitting on what's left on it because there was still so much space.

I took the fragment along and I went to Jeremy's place for a while and watched some Chapelle's Show. Not bad. And I took the fragment home.

Not bad. I'll show it to you guys some other time.

Irony Gods

Let's just say it wasn't a very good day for me, huh?

Is that alright?

It's got to be alright, 'cause I'm Rick James, bitch!

Monday, August 29, 2005

Wow.

It's been an alarming nine days since I last blogged. This is parting amazing, partly disgusting and partly making me want to go get something to eat. Yum.

Anyway, the entire week was average to say the least. Except the spaceship thing which was pretty okay.

I got people hooked in a couple of games, namely Rally Pro on the Nokia 3230 and Parellel Universe 2, a web-based RPG.

I got my older but better com back (reminds me of AE86) and I'm playing some better games now.

Visit my first collaborative blog at Shadows of Nil. It's by me, Cat and Asri(aka polalion, krylshr and shadowman).

That's all I have for today.

Ciao!

Saturday, August 20, 2005

First time ever.

For the first time ever, I volunteered to go work out. Physical Training, mon. 2.4k run, arms and legs and whatever. I skipped some stuff though. Whatever. I finished the freaking 2.4 though. Jo, Jess and WWE were there.

Whoo.

After that we went swimming while Dennis went off. Halfway through it stated raining so we sat at the side and watched it rain. Thousands of ripples forming on the surface of the pool and the sound of the raindrops hitting the floor rapidly, like white noise.

Then we continued for a while and we went to AMK while it started to rain damn heavily again. Wan Ee went off and the three of us waited for the rain to stop before going over for lunch. Then Joseph went off to join Dennis for basketball while I went off to the arcade for some driving. It was prety bad. I got worse as I drove. Bloody stupid.

Then I came home and slacked a bit while watching the Man U - Aston match. Bloody Nisterooy tyco shit.

Anyway.

I'll be spending my night playing the FT campaigns. To see the story.

Ciao.

Friday, August 19, 2005

It's not always about chance.

I woke up in the morning, I looked into my closet and all of a sudden I felt like wearinga shirt.

As in collared, buttoned, pocket on the chest kind of shirt.

I didn't realise it would attract so much unwanted attention. People were asking me what that was for, or they were commenting (mildly sarcastically) on how formal I was, or was laughing at me for wearing a Dannu Koh shirt (don't even talk about it).

I practically slept through C++ (relieved that the submission date was extended) and then got damn mad at the people at SIT club for delaying payment by TWO weeks.

I'm not waiting that long.

Well, I have a lot of stuff I want to write but this bloody hell excuse of a computer is giving me tons of problems.

Maybe I'll write it in school or something.

Ciao.

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Sick.

I'm in the middle of Visual Art Techniques and I know nuts about stupid Maya.

And nuts is not alot.

So I was bored and finished up lab8_q1. And I went around reading some blogs.

And all of that got me sick.

Very. Sick.

In the stomach, in the head, in the throat, in the eyes, in the nose.

In the heart.

I realised that I live an incredibly desolated life.

Damn.

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Life goes on.

I'm getting tired of blogging recently. Nothing good to talk about. Complain. Boring boring stuff.

Boring. Like my life. Except.

I founded a new religion. It's called Ironism. It comes from Irony, meaning "incongruity between what might be expected and what actually occurs".

The omnipotent divine being in this religion are simply called the Irony Gods. And unlike other religions whether judgement comes afterlife, judgement is instant.

The only sin is being cocky.

The punishment is the Irony Gods giving you tight slap on your face, but in many many other fors like making you lose your wallet or having every single girl you like like someone else.

It's the eternal belief that humility is the best virtue, and the cocky will eventually get their retribution.

If all of that sounded good to you, please contact me at the tagboard to join. Press Square to access it.

Have a nice day. Don't get too cocky.

Friday, August 12, 2005

The Irony Gods Have Struck

Now I'm made to feel like shit after the Monday episode. Stupid Irony Gods.

F*** damn it. Forget about the stupid post. I'm answering questions.

Gangbang, in terms of multiplayer game terms, is a number of players ganging up on one player, especially when the victim is weaker/less skilled than half of them.

And yes, we have a room filled with tatami, so we train there, and we bow in and out before entering or going out, so I would call it our dojo.

That's all. And Happy Birthday, cat. Have fun being 17.

- ポラリオン

Thursday, August 11, 2005

Bad.

Let's just say... It wasn't my day.

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

National Day

It's Singapore's National Day, yay!

To celebrate it, I slept 9+ hours and played WC3: FT's bonus campaign until 5, when my old gang came over and we went out to Causeway Point for some DOTA goodness.

I was as usual with Rhasta. Serpent Wards are ownage.

At first the four of us were playing and me and Jo were together against KS and JW. JW was practically a noob, so I couldn't say much. KS was playing Sniper today, and things went on and we won eventually.

After that some guy joined into the game after JW left (he wasn't going to waste money) and I teamed up with him. He was only a bit better than me, and we lost.

Our last game was longest, playing a 5v4. The other team were basically suckers who only knew how to player kill and gangbang. They got all the kills but we won in the end.

And Serpent Wards are PWNAGE.

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

I. Am. On. Fire!

Let's just say it was a very self-satisfying day today. Felt very good about myself.

Well, unusually good.

Let's start from the morning. Usually, on Mondays, I would wake up like half an hour late. This morning, I jumped up from bed at 7.15 sharp without even setting a stupid alarm! I was energised and set off for school at 8 sharp and went to school quite early.

The day went on as usual and stuff were boring (I slept a bit during Maths and DES) until PPMan when Quahman got my team up for questioning. Wellm not questioning just that we managed to finish last week's program quite quickly and told us to tell everyone who we did it.

And the lecture and then me and Qifu went over to the Engineering block where we had our timings taken for our songs and everything arranged in neat, proper order.

After that I went off to the dojo to sit in and watch them practice for about half an hour. I was feeling a bit active and did a very bad rolling breakfall. It nearly hurt my back.

We went off to the McDonald's in school (mostly because we were lazy to go so far to AMK), and I tried the new McNugget sauces. Thai Spice was disappointing, tasting a bit like the sweet chilli that comes with McWings. The wasabi one was very good, but it could have been stronger. The colour was a bit strange though, looking like a cross between waffle mix and pandan green poster colour.

We talked for a long while, and I was hot , making everyone laugh and laugh and laugh for things like the Indian and Chinese accents and some on the spot stuff. Man I feel good.

JJJJ - JOOYMALYNINICJNENEAEJJLSJ

w00t!

Monday, August 08, 2005

The thing I fear

Is coming back to haunt me.

The thing that destroyed me. The thing that made me the flop that I was.

The thing.

The old me.

Is coming back.

Please let me stop it. Please.

Friday, August 05, 2005

Technological Recovery

Let's just say... I have a new monitor.

The morning started ok. I fell asleep on the toilet bowl and had really really numb legs. I wore my 3/4 sleeve polo and went to school for some C++ goodness. I finally finished question 3 for practical 7, and lab 8 looks hopelessly impossible.

After that I had lunch with the dudes and came home and napped awhile before going out to my mum's workplace to pick up my new monitor. Secondhand, but working nevertheless. Then we went to Marsiling for dinner and came back.

Ok I spent like two hours typing this post because I slacked.

Ciao.

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

Technological Low

Now for your dosage of Polalion goodness.

I'm using my mom's work laptop to blog. And use MSN.

And my com isn't even down. Well, not the CPU. It's the freaking monitor.

Ok, the problem with it is that it seems like the screen shrank. It didn't, see, because what actually happened is that the top half of the screen is all pressed and squeezed into a line at the centre, while the bottom half stays normal.

At first, all I had to do is tilt it to the right a bit, and it comes back. After a couple of weeks of this it stopped working so I had to tilt it more. After that I had to knock the back of the monitor to the wooden piece at the back of the table.

Eventually I had to resort to shaking it and knocking it repeatedly for it to come back. And of course it doesn't get any better.

Last night I, if I may, was playing my monitor like a drum but it's still half-screen. Today I turned it on again and it was still half-screen, but the bottom half is empty. Like black empty.

Now I'm wondering if the monitor's mocking me. I pronounced my old computer dead a few weeks ago, and just now, I did the same for my monitor.

A minute of silence for the bugger.

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

Okay. Now that we're done with the piece of junk. I didn't realise arrays was this easy... Wow. I'm talking about C++. I was thinking how tough it would be! Thanks Jeremy. You're the fifth, sixth Jeremy I know but you're the coolest. the least being Jo's brother but that's beside the point (lol).

And cat, don't bite your fingers. Especially when you bite them raw. Raw is a very bad-sounding word unless it's associated with professional wrestling or japan and fish.

And I've thought it over. Girls are troublesome. But I'm a freaking Gemini. Kinda painful but I have to accept the fact. Never mind.

Crap.

I'll die in Visual Art Techniques tomorrow. I know nuts (meaning little, just to clarify) about Maya! Argh.

And Maths test results are coming! I'm looking forward to it. I always do for Math tests.

Hmm.

I'll see you guys next time.