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Written on: Monday, December 29, 2008
and now i've finally gotten the real one, the one i've been missing for so long, and it works perfectly. though now i realize i've played the entire game several times through, i don't know why i craved it for so long.Time: 11:53 PM With the plasmic modulators overcharged, an inevitable surge was doomed to occur anytime soon. The frantic scientists mopped their brows as they desperately tried to suppress the electromagnetic charges that their test subjects were producing, but to no avail. And with one final desperate stare at the Container, the project head cried out in a fearful voice, ordering everyone to leave the room as he initiated the Code Red Lockdown. He knew he wouldn't be able to make it out; the doors will seal shut before he hobbles accross the room. But no one seemed to care, afraid for their own lives. Without looking back,everyone fled the lab. And moments later, the lights blew up as the circuits shorted. Strangely the Container continued to glow ominously. And this time, the vile beings that once lay rested deep within them, stirred, aware of freedom approaching. The project head fell to the floor and stumbled to a dark corner of the room, sweating profusely and whimpering like a silly child. He curled up in a ball and started sobbing, awaiting the moment when the beasts would maim him. And one by one, their empty eyes opened, consciousness flooding their twisted minds, activating every musclecore in their intricate bodies. Then when they tried to breathe and instead swallowed mouthfuls of spinal fluid, they began thrashing around. The Container finally exploded, the bioseismic waves reaching impossible levels. The creatures plopped wetly to the ground, discharging the fluid from their lungs, spitting out fragments of their own insides. And as their senses adjusted to this new environment, they became aware of the loud thumping noise. Still too weak to rise, they slowly slapped across the cold cement floor, shedding their damaged skins. And the scientist took one quick glance at the glowing, pulsing, transluscent bodies inching their way towards him, before his bowels released and he went into convulsions, from sheer terror. Inch by inch, the mutants made their way to nourishment crying out to be devoured. my fuzzer and my muzzer said i must be a goood boy
Time: 2:15 AM
I. GOT. THE. WRONG. ONE. ARGH! abcdefghijkyandz
Written on: Sunday, December 21, 2008
Time: 11:33 PM m w a f s y a z i n a m e yeahhhhhhhh
Time: 12:18 AM
this cube has seven sides
Written on: Thursday, December 18, 2008
The other day my brothers and i were at an undisclosed location when a salesperson, whom i refuse to name (partly cos i didn't bother listening to her introduction) tried to promote her product. but she didn't know that we had been speaking in some weird accent (araknow sometimes aussie sometimes british) for the past five minutes, for kicks. and my brother just HAD to be a smartass and entertain her, while using the accent. so i watched her expression change; from the aiyah-this-one-singaporean-lah-easy-to-bullshit look to the omgwtf-who-is-this-guy-ok-gotta-act-cheem-and-pro expression clean across her face. and after some crap talk, i asked her something. and guess what! she tried speaking in a foreign accent too! the woman who sounded like some random ah ma just awhile ago, suddenly transformed into a smart-sounding, impressive salesperson!Time: 5:39 PM IT MUST HAVE BEEN A CHRISTMAS MIRACLE! ok no i exaggerate. her accent sooked and i almost laughed, but we managed to wrap up the whole thing and leave her there feeling awkward and unsure about herself. poor, poor woman. i mean, why do singaporeans have to force a new accent when speaking to foreigners? its absolutely ridiculous. i won't harp on this issue; it pains me merely thinking about it. and i dunno how scary/evil/ugly/YEARGH!/GOD HELP ME! i look, but i sure freaked out the sales assistant at some shop yesterday. from the moment i went in, she transformed from human being to stuttering panicky thing. and the guy who joined us wasn't that much helpful and he chose to stay away as far as possibly, only piping in with pseudo-helpful comments when he thought she might collapse from the stress. yeah stress. i don't know why but she looked stressed. and then i accidentally knocked down like two shoes or something, and so i proceeded to pick them up. this time the guy was much braver; he actually ventured to hover close to me, saying something about the 'nevermind' and 'we will'. but it was me with the butterfingers, so i didn't bother. and when i had finally made my selection, every FRICKIN member of the staff had to be informed! i swear each one of the five people i saw knew i was headed to the cashier. why?! so anyway i paid, happy with my purchase, and turned to walk through the store again to thank the two fellas who bravely stepped up to the challenge of communicating with the loathsome fearsome terrifying monstrosity i was. so i said thanks. and the girl replied first, oh sure, then the guy chipped in, welcome, and the girl hurriedly followed his example, oh, welcome, and they kinda bowed and i left, made a turn, and proceeded to distance myself from other poor people. then it occured to me. maybe they were temp staff. maybe i'm not so scary after all. haha. if that's the case then its both good and bad; i wanna be a scary thing lol. lotsa things can turn out the right way if some peoples' habitual ignorance or disrespect is clouded by fear and fleeting images of themselves being strangled by yours truly. i will now ignore my conscience and go on and play Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix; i'm looking for Luna Lovegood's lost merch. heh merch. i like that word. verd. maybe some tomb raider later. but eventually, i will have to study my ass off. i dread that hour when i sit facing my books, overwhelmed by the river of endless information that seems so foreign yet so familiar. i'm so screwed. so you should watch this, from GameTrailers dot com: lookin' around my table when...
Written on: Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Time: 11:38 PM looks innocent enough but it caused me a lotta frustration, pain and anger one day. HEH?!
Written on: Tuesday, December 09, 2008
Time: 11:50 PM @$%@)(#*%&@*$&^_@#$*(&@$ ?!?! this is no gladiator school
Written on: Sunday, December 07, 2008
two nights ago i went for It's My Life, a play - wait i hope i got it - about teenagers, for teenagers, by teenagers. yeah that.Time: 7:43 PM initially i was curious to see how they'd portray teenagers, seeing how its hard to categorize us. but they did it perfectly, perfectly, with characters showing the different faces of teenage life here: the smart boy who doesn't get to do what he wants cos its against his parents' wishes (Nabil played this guy and damn was he good), the child stuck between dumbass parents, the super enthusiastic and hardworking child whom, i think, deserves a lot more but can't get it, and so on. Nabil as usual was damn power and convincing in his delivery, and i'd pay to watch him act again and again lol. the whole cast sang well (duh they gotta, its a musical) and i think everyone deserves a good few pats on the back and a glass of hot cocoa. ok there's so much to write about the play but i dunno where to start and i can't find the energy now anyways. so it'll go like this: i'm really glad i saw it, my family enjoyed it, and i think this is the kinda stuff that comes along once in awhile that i feel i can relate to without the usual subconscious nagging of adult misconceptions and extreme stereotypes. no, i left the theater feeling nourished and my time spent worth every second. its a pity if you didn't get to see it, but don't despair; i guess this will sound weird but the most precious feeling or lesson i took from the play was the knowledge that there are people who know of the problems and stresses teenagers face, and understand it. i'm confident the play has opened the eyes of many oblivious adults. or something like that. * someone found this on the web. count the number of faces in the painting. my head and neck are feeling weird i'm going off now, but NOT before saying this: SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDIL ADHA. KORBAN! baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. FBorFW!
Written on: Monday, December 01, 2008
Time: 10:24 PM at the end of this post, you'll all know what a SIF DING is. For Better or For Worse ROCKS! i'm takin' the week off from gym cos i think i might be close to overtraining; lousy appetite, no mood to gym, pathetic gains. and i didn't get sore after a damn power legs day. WHY. on the bright side i've been eating a lot, unforgivingly and unabashedly cos i'm a psyko. i'm gonna eat so often everyday that my metabolic rate will speed up (i'm trying to sound smart here, gimme a break), and at the same time i'll never be hungry again. ever. but i think i'm getting fat dammit. strangely though sometimes i think i'm getting leaner. ohwell, its all in the head says Fawaz. and just now i was talking to myself (you'd be amazed at how i can entertain myself when left to my own devices. ask my uncle, he'll testify. yeah the cool uncle). i was thinking about black holes: now this is gonna sound ridiculous and i'm quite embarrassed that i can be so foolish, but i kinda liked the way things went around in my head, so i'm just gonna share them here. who knows, it might lead to something for someone. technically you don't have to say 'black' hole, cos a hole is black. heck, its got no colour. its a hole. a gap. and how bout this: based on what little knowledge i have, black holes are formed when a star or planet or something undergoes puberty, then its core goes like WHOA! and we're like WHOA! and they're like... wwwwhhhhhoooaaaaaa. this will cause a PHIUNG! in the gravitational force, making it so damn strong that the object collapses in on itself. then cos its so unimaginable and so damn wow, it becomes a black hole. but then i started looking at the rest of my limited knowledge. following newton's dunno what grav laws, the greater the mass, the greater the force exerted. like a dent on taut fabric. so does the PHIUNG! cause some reactions in the core, leading to a greater density? or is it just something else. but then again, assuming that the core is kept that size cos of the outer crust of the star, then maybe when it starts pulling in on itself, the core is allowed to expand. and when it expands doesn't the density drop? i dunno, cos it can take up a greater amount of space or something. or if the grav POWER! has also got to do with gaseous flow and who-knows-what rotation at the core, won't the introduction of foreign particles (the crust n filling n CHEESE! i love stuffed-crust pizzas. k nvm) disrupt the whole flow of it all? so then the initial compacting of the whole thing could lead to an explosion instead of a super rabak implosion. araknow i ain't no science whizz, i was just thinking. thinking does not hurt, no matter how stupid it may make you look. i'm not afraid to think out loud anymore, cos that's what adults do. adults who have been to hard-hit by life and are too embarrassed and afraid to carry on living the way they did when they were kids. life is tough, yeah, but don't let it change you into a hopeless, dreamless, soulless... thing. i'm never gonna grow up, i'm just gonna mature. which is kinda contradictory i guess, cos i wanted to share these: it's the toilet at my uncle's new place. it ain't round. some grainy ricey thing my mom bought. its really nice. it looks like puke. its really nice. don't you just wanna vomit all over it and eat it up again? yummmmm. why in the heavens was my lens smudged up that day... oh and anyways, Soul of Darkness is a pretty game. yeah you read that right. pretty. cos the visuals are so damn good. i ONLY have a problem with the jumping. |
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