LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL
SPM. OVER. YOU DIG ME?
*insert maniacal laughter here*
*chokes on spit and dies*
Cough.
So yeah. SPM's done with. And I have 3 months of bliss before I leave for "KHIDMAT NEGARA" because I got chosen for it. Melancholy over this srsly. Other than the usual crap that I am feeding you readers with everyday, I will hereby turn this Blog into the official blog of the Awesome Tau Army division "Forest Gods".
STAY TUNED.
*resumes maniacal laughter*
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Revitalization
Back from an overnight camping stay at the school. All I can think/say/comprehend/insert verb here is "zomgwat I'm home i cant believe it I survaived."
HOWEVER! What I am proud to say is that the camp did bring the best out in me. Well, the worst out in me too. (Which I suspect it's the odour. Never took a damn bath there. >_> ) I didn't join any of the other groups that had form 5s in them already because, well, overflow of Form 5s in one group? I vaguely remember my discipline teacher going "FORM FIVES ARE MOST EXPERIENCE THEY SHOULD LEAD HURRP DERP HURP HURRRR" but, quite frankly, everything seemed to go straight into hell when it came to it. It seems there was one whole group where the 3/4 of it's members were Form fives, and few others went to other groups.
Come to think of it, I think I was the only form 5 leader there. Lessee... 4 form 4 leaders... oh wait. K.L. was eventually replaced by Trisha due to personal problems, so... Ah. There were two form 5 leaders.
What can I say about the camp? Trying to sleep in the night is NIGHTMARISH. The heat, the buzz of insects, the stuffiness and the cramped quarters. And yet, they put hair on your chest, because it shows YOU'RE A FRIGGIN' MAN AND THE ELEMENTS GOT NOTHING ON YOU.
Teachers got a TV for their sleeping quarters. >_>;;
The Night Walk was a trainwreck. Due to absolute confusion, overreacting emotional outbursts, ( You know who you are, and I apologize in advance. ), uncooperative behavior from some of the people ( You also know who you are, and I also apologize in advance, but FOR THE LOVE OF MOTHERFRIGGIN GOD MAN, CANNOT SPARE A BIT OF TRUST AH? Got to the point where our boss was yelling like an angry bull. )and really really unclear orders from the organizers. Even so, everyone's got their own opinions on their matter, and I think it's just a way to test your resolve, your independence, your STRENGTH to carry on.
What's ironic about the whole event is that I didn't act like the constant stupid-ass class clown people keep considering me to be, and those who called me that exact little comments acted that way. (Follow apologies, I am commenting and I mean no harm. The only thing I expect is for you folks to at least realize what you keep doing wrong and how continuing these mistakes will lead you to ruin in the future.)
As for a shout-out to my Group, Group E, or better known as "Knights", I thank you all for your cooperation. I thank you for backing me up no matter the odds, and your patience in dealing with my horrid leadership. I also thank you for being cooperative in all matters, not going off without informing your buddy first and all in all, being awesome people who deserved to be respected.
No one can ever have an awesome group such as you "Knights". *MANLY TEARS BEGINS FLOWING*
I don't know but I've been told,
Knights ain't ever gettin' old;
Always doing just as told,
Daring, Dashing ever bold!
HOWEVER! What I am proud to say is that the camp did bring the best out in me. Well, the worst out in me too. (Which I suspect it's the odour. Never took a damn bath there. >_> ) I didn't join any of the other groups that had form 5s in them already because, well, overflow of Form 5s in one group? I vaguely remember my discipline teacher going "FORM FIVES ARE MOST EXPERIENCE THEY SHOULD LEAD HURRP DERP HURP HURRRR" but, quite frankly, everything seemed to go straight into hell when it came to it. It seems there was one whole group where the 3/4 of it's members were Form fives, and few others went to other groups.
Come to think of it, I think I was the only form 5 leader there. Lessee... 4 form 4 leaders... oh wait. K.L. was eventually replaced by Trisha due to personal problems, so... Ah. There were two form 5 leaders.
What can I say about the camp? Trying to sleep in the night is NIGHTMARISH. The heat, the buzz of insects, the stuffiness and the cramped quarters. And yet, they put hair on your chest, because it shows YOU'RE A FRIGGIN' MAN AND THE ELEMENTS GOT NOTHING ON YOU.
Teachers got a TV for their sleeping quarters. >_>;;
The Night Walk was a trainwreck. Due to absolute confusion, overreacting emotional outbursts, ( You know who you are, and I apologize in advance. ), uncooperative behavior from some of the people ( You also know who you are, and I also apologize in advance, but FOR THE LOVE OF MOTHERFRIGGIN GOD MAN, CANNOT SPARE A BIT OF TRUST AH? Got to the point where our boss was yelling like an angry bull. )and really really unclear orders from the organizers. Even so, everyone's got their own opinions on their matter, and I think it's just a way to test your resolve, your independence, your STRENGTH to carry on.
What's ironic about the whole event is that I didn't act like the constant stupid-ass class clown people keep considering me to be, and those who called me that exact little comments acted that way. (Follow apologies, I am commenting and I mean no harm. The only thing I expect is for you folks to at least realize what you keep doing wrong and how continuing these mistakes will lead you to ruin in the future.)
As for a shout-out to my Group, Group E, or better known as "Knights", I thank you all for your cooperation. I thank you for backing me up no matter the odds, and your patience in dealing with my horrid leadership. I also thank you for being cooperative in all matters, not going off without informing your buddy first and all in all, being awesome people who deserved to be respected.
No one can ever have an awesome group such as you "Knights". *MANLY TEARS BEGINS FLOWING*
I don't know but I've been told,
Knights ain't ever gettin' old;
Always doing just as told,
Daring, Dashing ever bold!
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Levels of fail detected sir! Shall we launch the win torperdoes?
AYE WE SHALL.
So. Hot Fuzz. If there was ever any British Cop movies I've ever seen that gave me a good time it would be this one. Honestly. I've always been a fan of British pop culture (And their accent just cracks me up.) Hot Fuzz basically tells the tale of a workaholic cop, Nicholas Angel (Played by Simon Pegg) from London who's been reassigned to the sleepy town of Sandford because he's arrest rate ( a whopping 400% arrest rate ) is embarrassing his co-workers, making them look bad in comparison to his hard work.
After he gets assigned to Sandford, he gets paired up with someone who he arrested earlier, Danny Butterman (played by Nick Frost), who is the son of the chief of police of Sandford. Everything else plays a major part in the story so I won't spoil it for you.
It's really worth the watch. If you have Astro, check the listing and wait for HBO to show it. If you don't, get a DvD to watch it.
Danny Butterman: How's Lurch?
Nicholas Angel: He's in the freezer.
Danny Butterman: Did you say 'cool off'?
Nicholas Angel: No, I didn't say anything actually.
Danny Butterman: Shame.
Nicholas Angel: There was a bit earlier that you missed when I distracted him with a cuddly monkey, then I said 'playtime's over' and I hit him with the Peace Lily.
Danny Butterman: You're off the chain!
So. Hot Fuzz. If there was ever any British Cop movies I've ever seen that gave me a good time it would be this one. Honestly. I've always been a fan of British pop culture (And their accent just cracks me up.) Hot Fuzz basically tells the tale of a workaholic cop, Nicholas Angel (Played by Simon Pegg) from London who's been reassigned to the sleepy town of Sandford because he's arrest rate ( a whopping 400% arrest rate ) is embarrassing his co-workers, making them look bad in comparison to his hard work.
After he gets assigned to Sandford, he gets paired up with someone who he arrested earlier, Danny Butterman (played by Nick Frost), who is the son of the chief of police of Sandford. Everything else plays a major part in the story so I won't spoil it for you.
It's really worth the watch. If you have Astro, check the listing and wait for HBO to show it. If you don't, get a DvD to watch it.
Danny Butterman: How's Lurch?
Nicholas Angel: He's in the freezer.
Danny Butterman: Did you say 'cool off'?
Nicholas Angel: No, I didn't say anything actually.
Danny Butterman: Shame.
Nicholas Angel: There was a bit earlier that you missed when I distracted him with a cuddly monkey, then I said 'playtime's over' and I hit him with the Peace Lily.
Danny Butterman: You're off the chain!
Monday, May 19, 2008
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
And now, Random Stuff.
Finally! My wall mounted shelf is completed. Decorated the bottom part for the moment only though. I'll stick up some Lego Dioramas on one of the sides later. But now, picture flood time!
Also, huge images are huge. Click on them to see the images.
Also, anyone who wants to complain about me not painting my Gunpla, zip it. I already know.
Also!
A Hot Wheels car of mine. The Radio Flyer! I might consider trading it for another car of equal worth. If you wanna know more, either send me a message or something.*
*Applicable only in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. Anywhere else is automatically answered no.
Also, huge images are huge. Click on them to see the images.
Also, anyone who wants to complain about me not painting my Gunpla, zip it. I already know.
Also!
A Hot Wheels car of mine. The Radio Flyer! I might consider trading it for another car of equal worth. If you wanna know more, either send me a message or something.*
*Applicable only in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. Anywhere else is automatically answered no.
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Iron AWESOME.
Today watched Iron man with a group of friends. And I have to say one thing. As the obsessive crazy mech-idiot I am...
IRON MAN IS AWESOME. Tony Stark is possibly one of my favorite Marvel superhero ever, next to Deadpool, of course. But man. The Special Effects, the fight scenes, the ARMOR. They were all EXCELLENT. Anyone who hasn't watched this, do yourself a favor. Go watch in and be treated to awesomeness. Forget about your misgivings regarding robots. Forget about your petty little technical specs about Iron Man. Watch it. Enjoy it.
*Stomps around wearing Iron Man Re-Mk-I heavy armor*
IRON MAN IS AWESOME. Tony Stark is possibly one of my favorite Marvel superhero ever, next to Deadpool, of course. But man. The Special Effects, the fight scenes, the ARMOR. They were all EXCELLENT. Anyone who hasn't watched this, do yourself a favor. Go watch in and be treated to awesomeness. Forget about your misgivings regarding robots. Forget about your petty little technical specs about Iron Man. Watch it. Enjoy it.
*Stomps around wearing Iron Man Re-Mk-I heavy armor*
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Bleeeech.
Well. Exams are coming soon to me, AGAIN. Jesus christ I swear they're trying to kill us or something. Well, not that it matters. ANYWAY, ON TO NON-DEPRESSING NEWS!
I got myself a nifty new World of Warcraft: Trading Card Game Deck. It's a Tauren Druid-esque deck. Why Taurens? They're awesome. Now shut up.
The World of Warcraft TCG features a lot of really nice artwork on the cards. Hero cards have their images printed on both sides, one's for game reference, the other is just for display. Right now, anyone near Sri Petaling who wants to know more regarding World of Warcraft: TCG, I suggest you go to Mid Valley Megamall's Comics Mart. That's the only current place I know where WoW players gather. Anyone else interested?
P.S. I'd make an awesome ally, what with my craploads of healing spells. hint hint. :D
I got myself a nifty new World of Warcraft: Trading Card Game Deck. It's a Tauren Druid-esque deck. Why Taurens? They're awesome. Now shut up.
The World of Warcraft TCG features a lot of really nice artwork on the cards. Hero cards have their images printed on both sides, one's for game reference, the other is just for display. Right now, anyone near Sri Petaling who wants to know more regarding World of Warcraft: TCG, I suggest you go to Mid Valley Megamall's Comics Mart. That's the only current place I know where WoW players gather. Anyone else interested?
P.S. I'd make an awesome ally, what with my craploads of healing spells. hint hint. :D
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Recon Patrol (Fanfic Trailer lollorz)
"*ksssssshk*- This is Central command. All units, report your current condition."
The calm, tranquil space stirred. Nothing.
Crap, why'd I have to be stuck with guard duty... I don't believe this shit. I wanna go home and sleep already... Captain Heinrich thought to himself. A Mobile suit pilot of veteran status. Heinrich fought in countless battles during the Solar Wars between his nation, the Hresvelgrean Commonwealth against the Principality of Cytherea. He didn't exactly look like the kind of person who was suppose to fight in a war, looking very much like a young teenage kid and earning him the moniker of 'pretty boy' among his comrades. But his combat skills were nothing to scoff at, especially his kill score during the war. A captain like me! Someone who's actually done something on the battlefield! Stuck with nothing but patrol duty...
"Hey! Romanov squad! Are you deaf? I told you guys to give me a report on your status!"
"This is Romanov 1. I hear you loud and clear...Jackass"
"Did you say something?"
"I said I've got nothing here. It's all quiet."
The radio chatter was suddenly interrupted by another two voices.
"Romanov 2 here. I've got nothing but dust echoes."
"Romanov 3. It's pretty quiet here. All clear."
"Romanov 4, what's your status? Come in."
"Hey, Swordfish, are you sleeping again?"
"T-This is Romanov 4! I got something on my Radar! IFF displays an unfriendly!"
"Wha- Identify the target immediately!"
"I... I can't! He's on my.. GRAAAA!!!*Kshhhhhhhhk*"
"Romanov 2 here! I got something t- Holy shit! He's near!"
"Romanov 3! Is something wrong with my radar?! I'm detecting tons of enemy readings!"
Romanov 2's mobile suit, a giant, mechanical machine developed for combat, streaked across the pitch blackness of space. The suit was identified to be a ZGMF-1017 GINN. It's monoeye scanned it's surroundings for the target.
"Come on... show yourself!"
Suddenly, a blue beam streaked across the right arm of the GINN. The beam was too fast, and the pilot's reaction was too late. The arm exploded and took out the gun together with it. "What th-" The next thing the pilot knew was a screaming blue light coming straight for him. And then, the suit was left with a red hot spot in the chest, before exploding in a grand fireball.
"Romanov 2! Damn it! Romanov 3, pull out! Get back to base with the report alive!"
"Romanov squad, what's going on? Respo- *kssshk*"
"You're kidding me... they're jamming our communications..."
Romanov 3's suit sped off immediately, not bothering to look back at all. Then, two missiles streaked, flying straight for the fleeing GINN. "Bastards, I'm not gonna let you take me down that easily!" Romanov 2 screamed, and turn the Ginn around, sending a spray of machinegun fire. The hail of projectiles hit the missiles and detonated them before they could hit it's mark.
"Hah! Take that y-" Before he could finish the sentence, a beam pierced the suit from the back, vaporizing the pilot in his cockpit and setting off a chain reaction to destroy the entire suit. "Romanov 3! Damn it!"
Captain Heinrich was the last one alive now. He needed to survive and get this intel back to base. Then, his monitors detected something. Am enemy mobile suit. "Bastard, you'll pay for this!" He screamed, as he locked the machinegun's targeting receptacle onto the enemy suit. A closer look revealed it to be an AMX-001 Gaza C. But these were supposed to be...
Captain heinrich double checked his sensors.
It made no mistake. The suit was of Cytherean origin. The little assholes were trying to ignite another war by intruding on Hresvelgrean territory. Hefting the rifle and not hesitating, he fired at the Gaza C. The suit was nimble, but the spread of bullets sent by the captain ripped it's armor to shreds, and the entire suit exploded into tiny pieces. A sense of satisfaction overcame the captain. but it wouldn't last long. His sensors sent out a warning. He turned the suit around.
It was something he never wanted to see.
It was something he dreaded.
It was hell.
An entire battalion of Gaza Cs flew by across the GINN. Each taking their cannons out and beginning to aim. The Captain gritted his teeth, Sweat trickling across his forehead. He was going to die here. But... he didn't feel fear. Instead he laughed maniacally. He stared onto the huge army of Gaza Cs. It was like a hornet swarm. And then, large, blue coloured beams streaked down. Ripping and filling the GINN full of holes, before finally causing it to explode, taking Captain Heinrich and whatever was left of his mind together with it.
Coming Soon 2008
Kupechinikov Klinik Fanfics present
The calm, tranquil space stirred. Nothing.
Crap, why'd I have to be stuck with guard duty... I don't believe this shit. I wanna go home and sleep already... Captain Heinrich thought to himself. A Mobile suit pilot of veteran status. Heinrich fought in countless battles during the Solar Wars between his nation, the Hresvelgrean Commonwealth against the Principality of Cytherea. He didn't exactly look like the kind of person who was suppose to fight in a war, looking very much like a young teenage kid and earning him the moniker of 'pretty boy' among his comrades. But his combat skills were nothing to scoff at, especially his kill score during the war. A captain like me! Someone who's actually done something on the battlefield! Stuck with nothing but patrol duty...
"Hey! Romanov squad! Are you deaf? I told you guys to give me a report on your status!"
"This is Romanov 1. I hear you loud and clear...Jackass"
"Did you say something?"
"I said I've got nothing here. It's all quiet."
A Gundam-Related Fanfiction
The radio chatter was suddenly interrupted by another two voices.
"Romanov 2 here. I've got nothing but dust echoes."
"Romanov 3. It's pretty quiet here. All clear."
Mobile Suit Gundam: LE 312
"Romanov 4, what's your status? Come in."
"Hey, Swordfish, are you sleeping again?"
"T-This is Romanov 4! I got something on my Radar! IFF displays an unfriendly!"
"Wha- Identify the target immediately!"
"I... I can't! He's on my.. GRAAAA!!!*Kshhhhhhhhk*"
"Romanov 2 here! I got something t- Holy shit! He's near!"
"Romanov 3! Is something wrong with my radar?! I'm detecting tons of enemy readings!"
Romanov 2's mobile suit, a giant, mechanical machine developed for combat, streaked across the pitch blackness of space. The suit was identified to be a ZGMF-1017 GINN. It's monoeye scanned it's surroundings for the target.
"Come on... show yourself!"
Suddenly, a blue beam streaked across the right arm of the GINN. The beam was too fast, and the pilot's reaction was too late. The arm exploded and took out the gun together with it. "What th-" The next thing the pilot knew was a screaming blue light coming straight for him. And then, the suit was left with a red hot spot in the chest, before exploding in a grand fireball.
"Romanov 2! Damn it! Romanov 3, pull out! Get back to base with the report alive!"
"Romanov squad, what's going on? Respo- *kssshk*"
"You're kidding me... they're jamming our communications..."
Romanov 3's suit sped off immediately, not bothering to look back at all. Then, two missiles streaked, flying straight for the fleeing GINN. "Bastards, I'm not gonna let you take me down that easily!" Romanov 2 screamed, and turn the Ginn around, sending a spray of machinegun fire. The hail of projectiles hit the missiles and detonated them before they could hit it's mark.
"Hah! Take that y-" Before he could finish the sentence, a beam pierced the suit from the back, vaporizing the pilot in his cockpit and setting off a chain reaction to destroy the entire suit. "Romanov 3! Damn it!"
Captain Heinrich was the last one alive now. He needed to survive and get this intel back to base. Then, his monitors detected something. Am enemy mobile suit. "Bastard, you'll pay for this!" He screamed, as he locked the machinegun's targeting receptacle onto the enemy suit. A closer look revealed it to be an AMX-001 Gaza C. But these were supposed to be...
Captain heinrich double checked his sensors.
It made no mistake. The suit was of Cytherean origin. The little assholes were trying to ignite another war by intruding on Hresvelgrean territory. Hefting the rifle and not hesitating, he fired at the Gaza C. The suit was nimble, but the spread of bullets sent by the captain ripped it's armor to shreds, and the entire suit exploded into tiny pieces. A sense of satisfaction overcame the captain. but it wouldn't last long. His sensors sent out a warning. He turned the suit around.
It was something he never wanted to see.
It was something he dreaded.
It was hell.
An entire battalion of Gaza Cs flew by across the GINN. Each taking their cannons out and beginning to aim. The Captain gritted his teeth, Sweat trickling across his forehead. He was going to die here. But... he didn't feel fear. Instead he laughed maniacally. He stared onto the huge army of Gaza Cs. It was like a hornet swarm. And then, large, blue coloured beams streaked down. Ripping and filling the GINN full of holes, before finally causing it to explode, taking Captain Heinrich and whatever was left of his mind together with it.
Coming Soon 2008
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Gonna die soooooon...
Leaving for a Malaysian Language seminar tomorrow: Ten hours of blah blah utter nonsense. Yet, all useful nonsense for the almighty SPM examinations I'll be facing at the end of this year.
Makes me wish my mental capacity was higher, but eh. Full report expect soon. -_o;;
Also, Winvideo:
Makes me wish my mental capacity was higher, but eh. Full report expect soon. -_o;;
Also, Winvideo:
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Welcome to the "Jokers"
Where you get strange, random stuff posted whenever I feel like it. I'll probably get some stuff up once I settle down in Blogspot.
Also: Rants soonish lawls.
Also: Rants soonish lawls.
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