Laser Pico

Picture post

2009-05-28T23:00:00.002+08:00

Ok, I was looking through my coms picture gallery to find some pictures to amuse myself. and Guess what? I did. Both series are from the 2008 Bintan trip.

First one, is about Val.

Here, BERN and I are sailing happily. (I was manning the gybs). Happy kids sailing! But, what goes out, must come in. (Val and Bern changed places midway, Bern took the Kayak with Bae)

I know that that is not standard Landing technique, but it works well enough. Here, you can see Val PRETENDING to free the sheets and the Dagger board, BUT, she didn’t touch the gybs and the rudder.

Note- Boats in strong winds with un-freed gybs = bad idea. And then….

Oh right, thanks Val! This picture should be used for DJ Phrancis’ next SS test. Look! Val’s STRUTTING AWAY! And the confused look on my face…hmm…must have been the burgee showing funny readings. I NEVER look confused around a Laser Pico!

And then pity pity, I’m all alone de-rigging the boat for landing, but some helpful guy from the water sport center decided to help me out!

Yes, I think it runs in the family…but no, I did not just strut off like Val, I was facing out of the wind to check out a cut I got UNDER MY FINGERNAILS (painful as very painful). I like friendly and helpful people.

Next up, we have Dad! And his…..antiques/he-can’t-help-it moments.

Along the beach, we find a hammock!

Here is a happy Mum using the hammock happily. Then, Dad decided to have a rest!

Pancake flop! Oh but wait, there’s more!

Dad says : “Woah! How come all of you play like so fun?!” (Yes, my dad speaks Singlish and is damn funny with it)

Dad: “Ah!”

Dad: “Ouch, what happened?” Yea, we meant

Dad: “woah! so relaxing!”

Yup, he needed help up, and after all that….

He decides to use it as a shawl…

That’s my dad and sister for you. Charming family, don’t you think?

And yes, I have a fetish with accents. Jenny! The East London accent is out dated! Get the Aussie-Hybrid and I’ll buy you a new phone!

2009-05-19T22:04:00.002+08:00

Lets see. Note, I love to blog in point form; but, as would later be proven, my writing skills are teh hax.

Things that HAPPEN(ED) today
-I went to school. Surprise Surprise...
-I freaking owned everyone with my 24/25 summary (what happened to Humble 2009!?)
-I'm refusing to reveal the marks of the papers I did not own in
-TH was being suspicious (being suspicious and being suspicious of something)
-I bought Chips!
-My lunch made it's presence felt while I was running with MR
-Jenny topped her class (of 18) in Literature. Good...keep it up...not as good as my 96% hahaha

Things that I SUSPECT happened today
-Someone THougHT he was HoT
-Someone thought their summary owned me
-Someone looked in my direction

Things that DID NOT happen today
-DJ Phrancis was rousing the SUDETENs in a STUKA into an ANSCHLUSS
-TH was NOT suspicious/being so
- Jenny called me! :( I was ready to walk out of class to answer the phone if you called at a weird time!

Ah, eventful day.

Ever since TH brought up his stupid suspicion that Jenny does not exist, I was set thinking
(there's a difference between thinking and blogging)

First, I wouldn't have a suspicious TH. Sorry. I went into detail.

On the other hand,

My childhood would be a huge blank, for one. I wouldn't have played Runescape. I wouldn't have any anticipations of a phone call, say if she got bored and decided to say hi. I wouldn't have a star for all my daydreams. I wouldn't have someone to chat with at night- someone who would actually sit still and listen to my bitching, conspiracy theories, theoretical physics and my attempted mushy talk. I wouldn't have someone to tell me that everything's ok, to show me that my 60% in a test is nothing compared to her 40%. I wouldn't have someone who would not get at defensive when I make fun of her. I wouldn't have someone who actually thinks I'm normal.

That's just the surface of THE Jenny E Patterson.

Theme Song!

2009-05-09T22:55:00.002+08:00

For those of you who don't know my inaugural tradition (go figure), I have a theme song. For what? you have to figure it out yourself too.

Warnings
- If you are a Mark Soh, loves gangsta rap, hates NICE music, I suggest you do not press the play button.
-The 2:05 onward is the nice part

Ignore the people/the dancing.

Eternal Flame- The Bangles

Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling
Do you feel my heart beating, do you understand?
Do you feel the same, am I only dreaming?
Is this burning an eternal flame?

I believe it's meant to be, darling
I watch when you are sleeping, you belong with me
Do you feel the same, am I only dreaming
Or is this burning an eternal flame?

Say my name, sun shines through the rain
A whole life so lonely, then come and ease the pain
I don't want to lose this feeling

Say my name, sun shines through the rain
A whole life so lonely, then come and ease the pain
I don't want to lose this feeling

Close your eyes, give me your hand
Do you feel my heart beating, do you understand?
Do you feel the same, am I only dreaming
Or is this burning an eternal flame?

(Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling
Do you feel my heart beating, do you understand?
Do you feel the same, am I only dreaming)

Is this burning an eternal flame?

(Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling
Do you feel my heart beating, do you understand?
Do you feel the same, am I only dreaming)

An eternal flame?

(Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling
Do you feel my heart beating, do you understand?
Do you feel the same, am I only dreaming
Is this burning an eternal flame?)

Ok, you see how serious I am? I went through the trouble of deciding on a theme song!

Now, you guess, who the other person is, and who chose the theme song.

Inconsistencies
-Nobody calls nobody "darling"
-Nobody watches nobody sleeping

2009-04-30T21:53:00.002+08:00

Today, after my Exam paper, I came home, and realise- Hell, I have loads of time! So, I watched the latter 5 episodes (Episode 10-15) of The Contender Asia. I watched Episodes 1-6 last year when it aired on AXN Asia

Singapore-based Muay Thai middle-weight competition!
Mind you, Muay Thai is my most feared (as in, I fear it) style of fighting, because- It doesn't bloody make sense to KICK WITH YOUR SHINS and HIT HIS SHINS! broken bones are very common, and I hate broken bones, give me a bloody nose any day

From the Start, I was all for Jökim "Jukä" Karlsson from Sweden, written in English as (I think) Joakim "Yukay" Karlsson (pronounced "You-Kay") He was already 37 then, was aiming to win one last time before retiring.

Nice guy, and I liked his background. May sound lame- he went to jail, made wrong choices, and Muay Thai changed his life.

He's mainly a Muay Thai kick boxer, 20-10-1 (W-L-D). His punches are love, his kicks not as strong.

SADLY, at the first episode I watched, Episode 10, he lost to Sean Wright! What more, by a TKO! (Ironically enough, Sean is from the UK)

So, being as fickle minded as I am, I decided, John Wayne Parr is gonna win!

Boxing, 10(10)-3-0 [W(KO)-L-D] So, how many matches did he win withOUT a KO?
Kickboxing, 71(35)-27(2)-0 [W(KO)-L(KO)-D]
MMA, 0-1-0 [W-L(submission)-D]

Know why I support him? Because he's a Tae-Kwon-Do...person...guy...fighter. His MMA path...yea, stick to boxing. He's Aussie-stralian. 31 then.

He DOES much better than Yukay in almost every aspect, but he does not have a cool life story nor is he Swedish.

This guy is a killer with his kicks, Whenever he kicks, I do one of the following.
1-Squirm
2-Squeal
3-Close my eyes
4-All of the Above

I told you so...

but, he lost to Yodsanklai Fairtex. If I have something bad to say about Fairtex (which I OBVIOUSLY don't! serious!......he's the best!....woohoo!.....great...) I will never. He is Da Bomb. Which pisses me off to a slight extent.

Although...Bas Rutten is still on the top of my "do-not-touch" list.

Jason who? Jason Chambers? My former idol? Nah, I think you made a mistake.

wha...wha...what happened to "Location Location Location"?!

Sum up- my favorite shows
1- Human Weapon. oh! so this is where I've seen Jason before!
2- Fight Quest
3- The Contender ASIA (boxing in "The Contender" is lame. John Wayne Parr would trash)
4- Final Fu. not hardcore enough...

Post Script:
Your Say : My Say, -100 : 100
Guys(on this page)' hotness : someone else's hotness, 100:-100
Guys(on this page)' cuteness : Jenny's cuteness, -100: 100

was it really that predictable?

Jenny!

2009-04-29T23:24:00.002+08:00

I have finally ran out of things to blog about, interesting or not, so, I decided, while chatting with Jenny, I should blog about her! No, you don’t get to see her, but you can see what I chat about with my new/old best friend!

Ever since a particular Friday, I lost my night-time chat buddy. So, while Yew Hong was busy with his ultra-engaging DOTA match, I was telling Jenny about my dream!

as you can see, Jenny and I are very close, and we teach each other ~~cool~~ stuff. Other than that, you don’t even think about befriending her online, I will go over and pummel you into the ground. 1 more thing, what’s up with the Firefly?!

Also, I have been asking my friends this question “If I get wheel-chair bound, will you push me around?” it’s meant to be serious, weed out the non-friends, but Jenny….she’s exploiting it!

Not only did she exploit it, her spelling sucks ~~as bad as mine~~ !

Of the others I asked,

Yew Hong- epic phail, fails as bad as his favorite topic (damn, I'm sweating ;p)

Miller- says he would wheel me to the closest flight of stairs and "get you down in the fastest possible manner"

The rest were your average "Course I would!"

To conclude, I STILL have all the say, Jenny is cute and someone (ahem ahem) is not hot.

2009-04-27T22:06:00.003+08:00

Today,

I scored a goal
I completed my English weekend homework in 9 minutes
I looked at her
I stared at her
She didn't look back
I looked away from her
I saw the other her
Mr Chan let us off early for chem
I lived through chem
I walked Cui Ling to the bus stop
I raced to Clementi
I made up my mind to wait

Tomorrow,

I'm gonna do it all over again.
Maybe, just maybe, I'll be able to plant my feet into the ground, and watch her walk past.
I saw her eyes, they make shooting myself in the head not seem like a bad idea

What's wrong with a little..."visual pleasure".

2009-04-26T23:37:00.001+08:00

I go to school for,
PE and Her. Period.

2009-04-24T23:31:00.002+08:00

It's over.
I'm left with an immature-claiming Jenny.

Maybe Jenny's right. We're all too young for this.

2009-04-22T21:25:00.002+08:00

Jealousy
Never thought I could get jealous? Well, I can.

I once described it-
Being in your plane didn't seem secure, so I bailed out, intending to parachute to safety, leaving you and your plane to go on, and I leave in a separate direction, but, I got snagged on the door. The turbulence feels much worse when you're just being dragged along, unable to let go.

You're deep enough to figure the rest of the story.

I am Teh Awesome…and not so awesome…

2009-04-05T00:35:00.004+08:00

Yay! I got Windows Live Writer! It helps upload my pics! But...sadly...It screwed my font. So, I cannot have sentence right under another, I will have a huge margin between. Makes my posts so freaking, uselessly long. Oh...I'm rambling? Well thanks...I KNEW THAT! IT PISSES ME OFF AND SO I'M DOING IT! Well, every blog needs a format change every now and then... Plus, my font size is so small, some poor souls can't read them properly!

The only way I can make one sentence appear below another is if I don't press "Enter" which PISSES ME OFF!

This post is about my awesomeness and other people/my not-awesomeness.

Aces of War. Remember I said their English failed? Well, they have logic loops too.

Historical Background as the subject matter....aliases of such blah blah blah are fictional...!?

My DIVE bombing epic fail. Let me explain why. In Dive bombing, you fly around 5000ft above your target, then drop into a 70-90degree dive, drop the bomb, and pull out at around 500ft.

One of the more prominent dive bombers in the Dauntless SBD (Picture above). So, surprise, surprise, I really was trying to dive bomb.

Lets see how many things I got right.

Cruising Alt- 5000ft. FAIL (1ft)

Dive Angle- 70-90. FAIL (0degrees)

Pull out Alt- 500ft. FAIL (1ft)

Oh Dear, I think I am epic fail…

Next comes my Medal of Honor (which I got too lazy to blog the actual post about)

Here, we have a German Officer and a German General beating the ^&*#! out of each other!

I was neither of them. I was dead, as the "Next respawn in 2.4 seconds" indicates. Death cam rules!

After my Dive bomb epic fail, I decided to do it right.

Woohoo! Flaps on, Altitude correct, bombs going, aim on target. I'm good to go!

Oh...1 tiny flaw...I'M USING A DAMN B29-SUPERFORTRESS! Just FYI, you take 3000ft of altitude to pull out of a 45degree dive. I have only 982ft.

Now, back to MoHH!

Nazi Camper fail! (My sleeves and Thompson SMG tells you that I am an Allied fighter). He was waiting outside the house, I saw him from the second level, and left via the backdoor (he was camping at the front door). Apparently, he failed as a stalker, and soldier in general. I beat him to death with my rifle, didn't want to insult my bullets! HAHAHAHA being mean.

Here, we have a defy-al of physics! No, not that I am so awesome, I can bash 2 Nazis at once, it's that the front Nazi has turned partially-invisible!

For those who refuse to believe that I am awesome, let me prove to you that there are 2 Nazis in the pic. One (further behind) is a German Officer(GO). You can see him clearly, with his beret on. The other is a Snow Infantry(SI), he is partially-invisible. As final prove, there is a helmet floating in mid air. I punched it off the SI's head, proved by the fact that the GO does not wear a helmet, and is wearing his beret.

This is prove that SIs turn invisible! This guy too is partially-invisible. You look closely. SIs wear a helmet and a ski-mask underneath. Look for the ski-mask in the pic above if you're as skeptical as Miller.

Here, the soldier is thinking "woohoo! Ich gehe zu schießen dich!"

Meaning - "woohoo! I'm going to shoot you!"

But, I'm looking at him through the scope of my Endfield Rifle, and it has 3/65 bullets!

Hah! and now he's thinking "Ich bin nicht mehr kool aussehen!"

meaning "I don't look cool anymore!" Thoughts about death didn't cross his mind, surprisingly.

Completely irrelevant!

Boom! (-*-) headshot! For the uninformed, he recoiled backward as the shot hit, the thing just left of the Y-axis is his beret flying off. From that, guess my name.

If you guessed Willie, Tony or Oliver, sadly, you're wrong.

Woohoo! I am teh Awesome! 100% accuracy! I actually missed 3 shots, but I used a Bazooka initially, got a few double kills, so my accuracy at times was 200%. Max accuracy is 100%.

Now, time for Aces of War!

Yea! Peeping Tom FTW! Ok, fine, I was trying to ram the plane. Collide, fail the mission, but it will still be fun to do!

Overshot it so damn many times, drew FlaK, fighter cover and defensive fire. Finally, on my 3rd try, I hit him. There was turbulence nearer the larger plane, screwed up my collision.

Pilot Academy! I hardly blog about it because of it's stupid looking models and textures. It's a Flight Simulation game with a few flight missions, main attraction is the Free Roam mode.

In this mission, I have to land my 747-400 at a partially built runway, WITH A TORNADO! There are a total of around 6 tornadoes along the flight route, 1 at the short-runway.

Hard to tell, but my plane was stall-falling, it turned out to be one of the most perfect landings I have pulled off with the 747! Even better than in Free Roam, with the longer runways, and lack of tornadoes.

Remember Ace Combat? Yea. Remember my awesomeness at refuelling?

Don't fret anymore, there's a pic of my FALKEN refuelling! Not visible in this pic, but Shughart was pacing just above the tail of the 737.

Doubt I have ever blogged about GTA: Vice City Stories. But now I have! Let me jump you in. I completed the game 3 times over, and now have an extremely convenient cheat device that allows me to be a god in the game. I like driving a Police Car, turning on the blinkers and pretending I'm a cop. Why? Don't ask. I LOVE the blinkers on Police cars (the ones in VCS are kinda stupid)

Here. I'm tasked with stopping a plane who has a wanted fugitive! You can see, I epic fail. The tires crushed my suspension.

Wow! Look at my $$! - Twenty million, Four Hundred and Forty Two thousand, Five hundred and Forty Seven dollars!- In numerals $20,442,547. It has since almost doubled.

This is how I make the Mula! $10,514 in a SINGLE stunt! Yes, I know I used the cheat device to float my car across the whole map, but it's still cool!

Remember the Cheat Device? Infinite car-spawning?

Yes, I can screw up. Better still, I can screw up twice and spawn two police cars, on top of each other, BOTH STUCK ON A LAMPPOST!

Though I love pretending to be Police, I HATE THE REAL POLICE! (although my Cheat Device enables me to turn off my wanted level :p )

Oh teh noes! Police! 4 stars wanted level! Bazooka time! [BOOM!]

BOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!! Hahahahaha! All your polices is dies! Wait...5 starts wanted!? WTF!? HEY! Someone made a mistake! (My bazooka ammo didn't change not because of a cheat, but because I 100% completed the game.)

Because I am Teh awesome, I turned it down to 3 starts! But...

Hey! It's not funny anymore! You blew my tires! The bar on the top shows my coordinates (part of the cheat device) as (X axis, Z axis, Y Axis) it also shows FPS (which was 36 at that point) and Vehicle speed. It was blurred because the stupid axises changed their values with varies decimal points. i.e. 100.321- 100.0 so the bar couldn't move fast enough.

Test time! How many understand why the display bar is blur? No one? great. I wasted my time.

Now, time for my...Armored Core Formula Front- Extreme Battles!

I use ONLY my AC-1, gave it the best equips. Mr Pham will be proud to see his mathematical influence on my team and robot name!

Cos Θ! ! HAHAHAHAHA

those funny symbols are Greek for "alfa" and α=(Alpha, modern day A)

Robot fighting action!

Every Geek's paradise. I go for all rapid fire, suppression, then charge in and sword him. (AP just = health)

Battle Sum up. On the graph, Red is the enemy, who's Health reached Zero before mine. He consistently shot me up, but the steep falls in his health were caused by my sword, dealing almost 800 damage each strike.

So, to sum up, I am teh awesome, you have no say, so shut up!

Damn. Time-marked 0035, time now- 0245.

2009-04-02T22:53:00.003+08:00

1819-1963. Singapore's flag as a Crown Colony.

1965-present. Singapore's flag

I seriously admire Singapore's success as a country, but somehow, I prefer the former.

2009-04-01T23:53:00.000+08:00

Medics aren't Magicians
I'm sorry

2009-03-31T23:00:00.005+08:00

Never thought I could live without her. It's been a LONG time, and I still seem to be alive. Just.

WHERE THE HELL IS A MAID WHEN I NEED ONE!?

Earth Hour!

2009-03-29T21:42:00.005+08:00

Earth Hour 2009! Basic Overview. on 28 March, 8.30-9.30pm, people are supposed to turn off their lights to show support for the Earth.

Went around The Paragon on 28th March, 2030-2130, because I thought I was really hilarious. At 2030, my phone rang. Checked it, it read "Earth Hour!" And I looked around...
Wait...why are the lights still on!? (I had to imprint the date and time on the bottom of the pic)
hmm...it should be something like....
but, it seems, The Paragon was too upscale to turn off their lights, lest the Cortina theft be repeated a few times.
Yes, sadly, The Paragon did not participate. The only shops I did see with lights off, were closed. (Do not be fooled! The highest level (which seems dark) is not occupied!)

So, other than the The Fullerton Hotel (which I did not make an effort to visit), Earth Hour in Singapore is an epic fail............SHUT UP! I said it failed! You have no say!

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I don't believe myself, 1 person- a girl, as it turns out- who doesn't even know of/refuses to acknowledge my existence can make me hate or like school, just by deciding on her attendance.

I love Mr Pham, I dislike (extent to be decided at ones own imagination) Mr Melvin Lim. I'd rather have Mr Chan teach us Math. Don't ask why.

Austria, Österreich

2009-03-23T21:48:00.006+08:00

Today, in school, I drew this.
The Austrian flag, and I coloured it properly too (you see what I actually do in school?)

Then, I showed it to Chong Kiat who said
"I thought the Austrian flag had a Christmas tree on it"

Ah, doesn't seem to fit the bill. He meant...
This, the crest
To make this. Realising he made a mistake (lets get this straight, I MADE HIM REALISE!) he then said ANOTHER country's flag had a Christmas Tree on it.

And of course,
dumm Freund, Österreichisches Stolz!

Hey Jenny, enough Austria for you? HAHAHAHAAHAHAH I have a few for you to choose!
Kein Stolz? Österreichisches Stolz!
Hass Österreichisches? Österreichisches Stolz!
Fell im Gesicht? Österreichisches Stolz!
and my personal favorite...
Lieb Mich? Österreichisches Stolz!

Mark!
Warum hat das Huhn die Straße? Österreichisches Stolz!

Der Killerpilze!....Österreichisches Stolz! Ist mir egal, sie sind.

"Österreich, mein Liebe, mein Lebe"
"Austria, my love, my life"

Whenever they say that, I feel weird, the sudden and sharp realisation- I'm not a part of them, then Jenny's anti-Austria propaganda kicks in; but, I like to think- I'm not Austrian, but I earned their respect, I must be beyond good! Also, during the National Day Parade, I don't feel anything. I've lost any patriotism.

In Layman terms- If there's a war, I'll be the first to jump into the sea and swim into International waters.

While we're talking about Austria,
NO KANGAROOS IN AUSTRIA!

W-H-Y. The 3-letter word I hate the most. Don't ask why I do things, I have my reasons.

She hates me. Meine letzte chance ist vorbei

2009-03-22T22:16:00.002+08:00

It's not going to end anytime soon. I actually kind of regret it

Betrieb Pull-Streik

2009-03-19T22:55:00.002+08:00

Yay! Thanks! You're the best! I hand drew that, are you impressed? Touched?

As you would probably figure, my handwriting hasn't improved much, neither has my taste in colours....but who cares, it's the thought!
(thinking...thinking...)

I have to wait...damn...hate waiting...

MATHS!

2009-03-18T21:44:00.003+08:00

I used to hate Math (P3-Sec2)

After Cheryl Goh, and this year, with Mr Pham and Mr Melvin Lim, I LOVE MATHS!

Maths is the only topic that I can spend more than an hour on a single question. Even longer than my English compositions, longer than History/SS 13-Mark essay questions.

Math is the only subject that can make me break a sweat, because it's logic, meaning if you spend enough time at it, it MUST work out. (Like physics) unlike say...Chem
"Explain , in terms of Collision Theory, why powdered Magnesium reacts with HCL faster than a single strip of same weight"

And I go

"er...doh.... L_______(x1000)......doh....er...." See? If you don't know the answer (I actually do, in this case) you'll NEVER figure it out!

This post is sadly, not a FREE (WOOHOO! FOC! COME GET IT!) Math tuition.

I must introduce my favorite formulas! Right on top is....the...Quadratic Formula!
Actually, it's not my favorite formula. When I use that, it means you can't do the cross thingy (which I could not find a figure of) and that the answer is a shitty, messy string of numbers that would probably be WRONG.

Next is Binomial Theorem.
Many wonder- Why would Binomial, such a specific mathematical law, be of any use to a crappy math student like myself?

Well, as humbly as possible, my Indices are...respectable...YEA RIGHT, IT'S BEYOND GREAT!
I will mention the alternative (Logarithms) later.

Next is Standard Deviation.

Simplier, but still way fun. I actually use SD in real life! Like say- to find the SD of my marks this term (but because the 3-in-1 super printer/fax machine/scanner/transformer robot printer is spoilt, I can't show you!) (no one asked me to find the SD, but hey, it's revision!)

Then, (the A-Math chapter which I scored 100% in) Circles!

(x-a)²+(y-b)²=r²

C(a,b)
r= radius

Didn't have a figure, but my hand-typed formula should suffice! Love Circles, love my 100%.

Lastly, of the ones I feel like talking about, is...
LOG!!!!!!!!! I seriously dislike Log. It's too complicated (Logarithms are made up of a few smaller formulas, which I am not interested to look up, resulting in the mathematically useless picture).

Remember Binomial? Yea, my Logs sucks, that's why I prefer indices and Binomial.

After nerding around with maths, I decided to search for paradoxes! Found an interesting one.
Ta-da! Oh Teh Noes! Two triangles, made up of the same pieces, but 1 has a missing square! Well, they tried explaining to me why it's not valid, but I fell asleep. Had something to do with hypotenuse, ratio and something being bent.

Answer! (extremely stupid and long)

I have now officially bored myself with Maths. Time for me to go back to staring at my favorite picture....no, you don't get to see it, it's my favorite pic, not yours.
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You've moved on, literally even
I think it's time for me to do so too

2009-03-17T00:04:00.002+08:00

This has to be 1 very elaborate dream

I'm expecting death to be like an awakening, I fall off a cliff, and right when I am supposed to hit the ground, I jump up in my bed, in the "real world"

Do I want to see the real world? Maybe, this dream's turning into a nightmare.

2009-03-10T22:47:00.005+08:00

Tuesday

Feeling the effects to Friday's, Sunday's and Monday's run put together. Right at the end of the 5min, I had to sit, because my legs refused to carry the 45kg worth of human body.

The bulk of this horrible outcome was caused by Friday. Not only did I run in the bloody 34degree heat (ran fast, to add), the sheer slap-in-the-face of not winning was humiliating.

Saturday was off! Woohoo!

Sunday was a "recovery run" as sold to me by dad. 5km, full trail in 26mins (can't even qualify for MR with such a crappy time)

Monday was madness. 5km flat. I was running, and suddenly it hit me "hey....why am I not moving fast?!" tried to pick up the pace a little, when my legs go "hey, guess what? WE'RE BLOODY TIRED!"

Tuesday (Today) had to train with the guys. 15 mins HARD, 5 mins recovery. 10 mins HARD, 5 mins recovery. 5 mins HARD, run as fast as you can back home to sleep.

Died at the 15, knew I was not even a shadow of my normal self. Tony was running slower in his new Newton shoes. By 5, I was on the verge of crying.

I have finally decided to chat about my Cross Country. Warning, if you think I am really Man, and do not want to change your mind, please DO NOT read
First, we got ready to start (hahahaha! too bad for you! I skipped everything before that!). When the horn blared, a surge of 20+ people sprinted pass me. I thought "Hah! Sprinter, bullshitting me"

Then, it struck me 200m into the race. These guys actually mean business! I better get close to where I wanna end. So, within 80 meters I caught 20 people. Right then, I was 5th. At the entrance of Chinese Gardens (300+ meters into the race), I was 5th. 4th was right beside me. 1st , 2nd and 3rd were 50m ahead, looking strong.

Sometime here, people would think- 1,2,3 is only fought between them. The pesky 4th was starting to give in, I would over take him, then he would sprint in a hurry to get infront of me. Went on for about 200m before he let out a HUGE wheeze and started walking.

So, now, I was 4th, with 3 people ahead of me. Decided, ok, time's up, chase-them-down-time! So I picked up the pace like mad. By the second bridge, I was kissing their asses.

30m after the second bridge, I took 3rd, after the former 3rd guy slowed down behind the other 2. He raced me again with that stupid "run ahead of you, then get beaten; repeat" technique. After I pulled consistently 2m ahead of him, he just gave up, dropped his speed by a hell lot.

Caught up with the 2nd guy, took 2nd. He didn't play the stupid game as much, but -much like the 3rd guy- slowed down by alot after seeing that I was not going to slow down anytime soon.

The first guy....sadly, I never got the chance to over take him, then pressure him into slowing down (as I did with the former 2). After 2nd and 3rd fell, he sprinted, and I chased. Hard to catch up with only 300m to go.

The end was....

I crossed the finishing line in style. No, not like in a magazine, I crossed the line crying. Yes, I cried. I missed him by 3m

After that, I stopped cold in my tracks, trying to wipe my tears away ASAP. Suddenly, I felt a surge of blood away from my legs. Next thing I knew, my eyes flicked up into my head. When I woke, I was face flat on the floor.

Doubt it was long. Miss Chan was 2m away from where I stood. When I woke, she had not reached me yet, meaning I was out for a short period only (now those guys I kicked to a KO are having themselves a laugh).

Then, they (Miss Chan and a prefect) lifted me by my arms, and said "stand up, go to the side and rest" and I'm thinking "I WOULD IF I COULD!". Suppose they didn't know that I was Knocked Out. They would have thought I just needed a rest.

Then, Wazeemah carried my legs and they conveniently tossed me onto the grass and left me for dead! AHHHHHH!!!! L4D!!!!

Nah, they passed me a bottle of water and said "drink slowly" I poured some onto my over-heating head, then waved my arms around as I angrily recited my "I was this close!" speech. Finally, when I looked back at the bottle, ALL THE WATER WAS GONE!

Called mum first thing when I got my brains back (from the dry cleaners) and....I CRIED AGAIN!!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm not a man anymore....I'm resigned to that fate...

At the prize presentation, I was really emo, looking unfriendly most of the time...but who cares.

I failed utterly.

My 2 objectives were not met. I didn't win it, and I didn't talk to her.

On a completely irrelevant note-

The pic is resized (unprofessionally by a stupid bot named Blogger) but click on it and see what I have highlighted.

Ah! I have a connection problem, it seems.

Do not go snooping around what I have on my desktop (which is actually what I do when someone sends me a screenshot). Although if you accidentally caught sight of my wallpaper...ja! der Killerpilze!

2009-03-06T21:31:00.001+08:00

today, I achieved nothing

I didn't win him, I didn't talk to her and I didn't apologise to her

2x the competition, 2x the glory

2x the competition, 2x the fall onto your face

What is Physics?

2009-03-04T21:51:00.006+08:00

being fair these days is being unfair

I'm not going to explain that in my opinion, form your own opinions

Today, I re-watched the Matrix. Only certain scenes, and, surprisingly enough, none involved fighting nor guns. It was about what the Matrix actually is. If you didn't catch it last time (I was 7 when I first watched it)

The Matrix is a program that enslaved people's brains are tuned in to. In that virtual world, people are happy and think life is good, but they are actually just dreaming it, their physical bodies are trapped and being harvested for energy.

After watching it, I think again, what's Physics? Is it something that someone else tells me? Is it defined as what Miss Lee tells me? What's an atom, where did it come from? What makes Matter? Does Matter actually exist? and most importantly, who am I?

I came up with this really wild idea few years back, but those long journeys from one place to another, those road trip holidays were not wasted, I thought hard about idea, and now, I really am confused.

I call it...the Brain-on-Mars theory!
There, the awkward piece of "rock" is me. I put a brain there, but thinking about it, do brains really exist? I used the brain to simplify my later discussion.

Think about it, I am my brain, my brain is me. So, I could just be a piece of rock, which has neurons that are "accidentally" firing, resulting in everything I know. Who is there to tell me that things are real? I , rather selfishly, think- nobody/nothing exists, I am a piece of intelligent material that is "seeing" all these images because of some electrical activities amongst cells.

Vision is basically me. Vision could be the visual section of the brain firing, not meaning I have eyes and am actually seeing light reflected off objects.

So, everything from breathing to typing this on a computer, could well just be fake, non-physically-existent, nobody else exists.

The universe is actually just what that "intelligent rock" (my brain) knows, and my limbs? My 5 senses? All are just made up by the neurons in my brain telling me that it's happening, when I do not actually have limbs nor sensation organs.

Other people do not exist. This part is a little selfish, but I must say it. What if, they were just another mental image formed by the intelligent rock? The image of a person before me, but I have NEVER seen things from a different physical perspective, I can imagine it, but I have never been there, I don't know if what someone else feels is what I feel, I don't know if what they see is the same as me, I don't even know if they exist or not.

And you reading this, do you actually exist? Or has the "awkward rock" just made up 30mins worth of metal imagery, of me typing something out on a keyboard, all of which do not actually physically exist.

If you are a physics buff, you would realise that after saying "physics does not exist" I go back and say "it does not physically exist"

What is physics? An intricate balance of seemingly-logical crap the awkward rock coughed up?

It's too complicated for me to write down, I am still thinking about it.

2009-02-28T22:04:00.002+08:00

Dying inside to hold you- Timmy Thomas.

Ignore the dancing, please, lyrics are the important part. (The volume's very inconsistent :S It was very soft on YouTube, the blogger decided to be smart and amp it up. Now look what they've done!)

Speaking of which...

It's turning out just another day
I took a shower and I went on my way
I stopped there as usual
had a coffee and pie
when I turned to leave
I couldn't believe my eyes

standing there I didn't know what to say
without one touch
we stood there face to face

Chorus
(And) I was dying inside to hold you
I couldn't believe what I felt for you
dying inside I was dying inside
but I couldn't bring myself to touch you

you said hello then u asked my name
I didn't know if I should go all the way
inside I felt my life have really changed
I knew that it would never be the same

standing there I didn't know what to say
first time looked away when I whispered your name

[Chorus 2x]

one hello changed my life
I didn't believe in love at first sight
but you've shown me what is life
and I now I know my love (I know it's coming right)

[Chorus (fade)]

I first heard it on my Mambo Jambo, it's my favorite actually
But, as someone I once knew told me, no body cares about what I think/do

Anyway, only 1 person (and if you spill the beans, the joke I owe you's not going to turn out very well) knows who the song's referring to. Just as a hint, to those who don't have a clue, you'll never guess.

The word "Love" is actually too strong, but heck, I like it anyway

Also, I have to put off my Medal of Honour (I don't care, British spelling, or no spelling!) Heros (MOHH1) because I suddenly didn't feel like spending 2 hours uploading 189 screen shots.

2009-02-13T20:52:00.004+08:00

Killerpilze- Richtig Scheiße (Auf ne' schöne Art und Weise)
Watch the vid, I don't know why I said what I said, but the video summarises what I feel.

Some of the lyrics puts all the blame on you, I think I'm the one who should be taking the blame though.

Du kennst mich noch nicht,
hast mich noch nie gesehn
Trotzdem bringst du mich dazu
völlig abzudrehn.

Ich steh in deinem Garten
Und spiel ein Lied für dich.
Du schlägst die Fenster zu.
Es interessiert dich nicht.

Wenn du denkst
ich kann nicht mehr auf
Liegst du total daneben
Ich mach jetzt erstmal Lärm
Und lass die Erde beben!

Ich ticke völlig aus,
Und du allein bist schuld daran
Kannst du mir verzeihn,
dass ich mich nicht benehmen kann?

[Refrain:]
(Na, na, na)
Mir geht es richtig scheiße
(Na, na, na)
Auf ne schöne Art und Weise.
(Na, na, na, na,
na, na, na-na, na)
Ich frag’ mich:
Was mach’ ich eigentlich hier?

Deine Mailbox ist schon voll
Tausend Mal: Ich liebe dich
Warum rufst du nicht zurück?
Warum ignorierst du mich?

Mich nervt dieses Getue,
Du weißt nicht wie das ist
Langsam aber sicher bin ich angepisst!

Ich bin fix und alle
Und das liegt nur an dir allein
Es dauert nicht mehr lange,
dann liefern sie mich ein.
Ich bin total im Arsch
Kreppiere an der Sucht nach dir
Jeden zweiten Tag kratze ich an deiner Tür

[Refrain:]
(Na, na, na)
Mir geht es richtig scheiße
(Na, na, na)
Auf ne schöne Art und Weise.
(Na, na, na, na,
na, na, na-na, na)
Ich frag’ mich:
Was mach’ ich eigentlich hier?
(Na, na, na)
Mir geht es richtig scheiße
(Na, na, na)
Dass ich mich vor dir
auf die Knie schmeiße.
(Na, na, na, na,
na, na, na-na, na)
Auf ne schöne Art und Weise
(Na, na, na) auf
Mir geht es richtig scheiße
(Na, na, na)
Auf ne schöne Art und Weise.
Ich frag’ mich:
Was mach’ ich eigentlich hier?

You say you know me, yet,
you never notice me
you bring me to
my knees

I stand in your garden
And sing a song for you,
You shut your window.
It doesn't interest you.

When you think
I cannot take it anymore,
Being next to you changes everything
I just want to create shout
And let the earth quake

I'm completely non-existent
And you alone are to blame
Can you give me a chance,
that I can behave

[Chorus:]
(Na, na, na)
I'm really shitty
(Na, na, na)
In a good way
(Na, na, na, na,
na, na, na-na, na)
I ask myself:
What am I actually doing here?

Your mailbox is already full
Thousand times: I love you
Why don't you call back?
Why do you keep ignoring me?

All this fuss irritates me,
You don't know how it is ,
slowly but surely I'm getting pissed

I'm all worked and
And it was all caused by you
It can't last any longer
without you reciprocating
I'm a total ass
addicted to you
Every other day, I scratch at your door

[Chorus:]
(Na, na, na)
I'm really shitty
(Na, na, na)
In a good way
(Na, na, na, na,
na, na, na-na, na)
I ask myself:
What am I actually doing here?
(Na, na, na)
I am really shitty
(Na, na, na)
Because of the fact that I am before you
on my knees begging for you.
(Na, na, na, na,
na, na, na-na, na)
In a good way
(Na, na, na) on
I'm really shitty
(Na, na, na)
In a good way
I ask myself:
What am I actually doing here?

Well, happy Valentine's day

PS, you taught me how to spell Valentine.

Aces of War

2009-02-07T22:23:00.013+08:00

Ok, ACES OF WAR!! WOOHOO! WWII dogfight game, the only on I could find, the other would be Heros of the Pacific, scheduled to be released in mid 2009. Mid this year, for the slow ones. NOT the same as Ace Combat.

Note- it's very hard to get nice shots because the screenshot button's at a weird place.

Terms to know.
Lead- where you shoot infront of the target to compensate for their forward speed
Cannon- gun that fires a projectile,explosive or not, that is 20mm or larger in caliber
MG- Machine Guns
YOU HAVE NO SAY- do not say anything, because as the term says, YOU HAVE NO SAY!

Background- The games was created by 505 Games, a JAPANESE company, And, although they have most planes, and allow you to choose your plane in Free Flight missions, in the story line mode (where you unlock other planes and such) you HAVE to play as the axis power. Japanese and German. Shooting Americans (nothing stirred...) and British (NO!!! NOT THEM! :'( DON'T!!!! )

Aces of War does NOT have a multi-player function which is >:( Also, the graphics SUCKS! All planes explode the same way, and that way (as you will see later) is.... :S Finally, their English sucks. Be it grammer or spelling, it still does.

In this post, I'll only cover my favorite planes. Not very comprehensive, but, you have no say.

Ok, I have a favorite Fighters, Dive Bomber and Medium Bomber
Note an English phail- "I have a favorite FighterS" but, as with just now, you have no say.

Heck, this post's about the ......Stuka! (Mr Phrancis Yee) (......refers to the time he pauses to think of what to say)

When I say favorite, I mean, I like to use it the most. I don't care if it's the best or if it's statistically the best. Some conditions that I use to judge my favorite plane- Is it's performance acceptable? Is it cool looking? Is it Jap or American?

Ok, time for...my favorite Fighter!
The Spitfire Marine! Lets see- It's my favorite largely because, it's British.
And, it has cannons! two 20mm Hispano Mk.V cannons! That's a 2cm piece of lead that punches your wing root. Considering that the wing is carrying 2.6tons of aircraft, then suddenly a 2cm-radius hole is punched into it's connections! It'll break off...
You see, the American aircraft usually have 6x .50 Machine guns, gives a great spray of bullets, but a FW190 has been recorded to fly back to base after taking 183shots from a P51C Mustang. Compare that to another FW190, it took 56 MG shots, and 6 cannon shots, both aircraft had to be scraped. So, if you minus and divide properly, 183-56=6 cannon shots (in MG units) so, 6 cannon shots = 127 MG shots.

Therefore 1 cannon shot - 127/6 =21.166666666...
amazing! Do not argue anymore, about fire rate, ammunition capacity,etc. Why? because, YOU HAVE NO SAY!

(above picture) The muzzel blasts coming form the pertruding rod is the cannon. The other flashes are the 4 7.7mm machine guns.

Lets see, I use it to Dogfight
Shooting a worthless F4F Wildcat...ok, I think I'm going to be beaten up soon. Note- the camera view is outside, just so that you kiddies can see the plane, I usually have the camera view in the cockpit, to make it more realistic.

Also, the red target sight is the computer showing you how much to lead the plane, I do not actually use that (because it's also not very accurate), unless the plane is really far, and (because of the poor graphics) I cannot see which direction it's flying in. There's no way to turn it off :(

See? Killing ANOTHER Wildcat. Note- there is a stupid AI KSer in this picture. There was this scene where I was lining up, then the AI flew over me, guns blazing, but the AIs have terrible aim. Both the enemy and friendlys. Also, I got the kill in the end.
Me:lololololololol pwned! 0wned! nub got Owned!
Com: OMG! Camper spwn hax! nub spwn hax!
note the horrible explosion graphics. Also, the message on the top of the screen has to remind me that I just blew up the other guy, just incase I thought his aircraft would come flying out of that fireball like a phoenix.
in this picture, you may see a few things.
If you have an IQ of..
0-10: you cannot see
10-20:some colour
[...]
25-26: my spitfire firing a rocket,which is trailing black smoke
Normal: Me pwning a Zero-21! I was leading it actually, then it exploded and while I moved my finger down to the "screen shot" button, it flew into my gunsights.
I also use my Spitfire for Bomber intercept roles! as you can see here, I'm attacking the bomber (a B-24 Liberator) at it's weakest spot. the front-turret, flank-gunners cannot get me (because I'm too low) and the belly-turret gunner's usually facing the back and doesn't see me.

Realise I like shooting American aircraft alot? Well, yea, go figure.
the last role I use my spitfire for is one of a....peeping tom!? Oh wait, I meant Reconoscence. Fine, I was trying to look into the other aircraft...only cause they said it was carrying someone important! and I was curious! I wasn't looking for any Jap girls in that Jap aircraft!

Also, my spitfire never fails me.
Look carefully at the top right corner (didn't have time to use MS Paint to draw a circle) the Succuess meter is...FULL! And the failure meter does not seem to be coloured at all!

Just to be sure...
The data table's a little stupid, but the top half shows kills. So, the player made 24 Fighter kills, the com got none. The bottom half shows damage. The com got 24 damaged (yea right, exploded) fighters, the player none!

Now, on to my OTHER favorite Fighter. It's German! the Messerschmitt Bf109! (don't ask how a Messerschmitt became a Bf)
Realise something? IT HAS CANNONS! 2 MG 151/15 20mm cannons! (Lets just pretend 7.7 = 7.92) Though it only has 2 Machine Guns. It's range and Top speed also is lousier than the Spitfire. So why do I like it? Because, it's German! (I do not support the Nazis or anything similar).
Looks cool eh?
Für das Vaterland! Essen führen! [For the Fatherland! Eat lead!] In fact, when I took this picture, I was in a dive, firing into the water with no targets close by. Come on! I had to stage the shots!
And although this aircraft has fewer guns (less spread and less lead), I love to strafe ground units with it. In this lousy example, I made a few mistakes, thus making it a lousy example

I did not line up my targets (so that I shoot down the line, hitting all in a straight line). As the picture shows, after hitting the first one, I had to stomp my rudder to get a second target

Secondly I did not engage y flaps, meaning I was very fast

Thirdly, I was not using the Stuka!
My Bf109 is also used to shoot those pesky SBDs out of the sky.This shot's my favorite. You can see the 3 tracers, primed to knock that piece of aerodynamic metal out of the sky!

Ok, now it's time for the Bomber section! Let me say- I HATE ROCKETS! They're ruthlessly effecient. the ME262, holds 12 rockets, 1 rocket = 1 bomb. And rockets can be aimed, like guns, they'll just fly in a straight line, making bombing missions TOO easy.
See? Prove that mission just started (and the success meter shows that it ended)
My fuel has hardly been touched (and the ME262 is known to have shitty fuel efficiency)
I haven't even lowered my throttle
I didn't even bother opening my flaps

Compare to this
See? Mission over, but my fuel has obviously been used.

Ok, so, time to introduce my favorite Medium bomber!
Die Junker 88! Holds 4 bombs, no front guns, 4 turret guns. I usually don't use Medium and Large bimbers, I prefer a smaller bomber (holding 1 bomb which respawns after every accurate hit, 30seconds after a missed hit).

Now, after so long of putting off....my favorite bomber...DIE JUNKER 87 STUKA!
No cannons! >:( The term Stuka comes from STUrzKAmpfflugzeug meaning (Dive Bomber- LAME!) You have such a long word for Dive Bomber. Luckly you shortened it to Stuka. (Note the Description of the plane, then tell me why I said their English sucks)

Mr Phrancis Yee's favorite plane!

In the game, it does not have a siren! :((((((((((((( So, I do stupid things (becuase of the unrealistic physics of the game, every bomb is accurate to the bombsight). That means I don't need to dive, but I still do. I'd dive, then scream "STUKA! Lauf! Lauf! Ich komme!" meaning [Stuka! Run! Run! I'm coming!] but yes, only when no one else is around. (Speaking German with my giagantic ulcer sucks)
A Stuka!
Ein Stuka

Landing gears cannot be kept, which is iconic. Also, it's Gullwinged, meaning the wing dips toward the wing root. Don't want to get technical, because the Stuka is a great plane.
Many Stukas
Vieler stukas

If you see something like this coming to your city, you better be looking out of a bomb shelter window.
If it's come down to this, you're dead. Note carefully.....it's in a dive. HAHAHAHAH ok, not the important part.

Look between the landing gears, that grey thing is the bomb, Die Bombe! Lauf! Lauf! Es die Stuka!
Did someone say Stuka? I was flying my P37, then I spotted a Stuka diving, so I followed it. It's Brakes and Flaps are deployed, as with procedure, unlike my stupid staged dive.

Ok, my Stuka's not invinclible...
It's smoking! Hit by FlaK and AA. Full throttle, zero elevation, but my speed's only 201 :(((

Other than that, my Stuka does not fear Aircraft carriers.Even when they send idiots to shoot my Stuka!
See!? It's an F4F Wildcat, all 6 guns blazing that little light near the nose of the plane's actually a tracer from the Wildcat. And thank you CPU for telling me that I'm being shot at! @#$%!

He thinks he's won! A fighter against a Stupid Stuka! But wait...the Stuka has 3 guns, and only 2 are pointed forward! Ah hah! Mein hinterer Kanonier! [My rear gunner!]
IN YOUR STUPID ARROGANT-FIGHTER FACE! Shot down by a ......Sudetenland? NO! Stuka! And I critisized the AI for having lousy aim!

So you think my Stuka cannot do anything more? Think again!
My Stuka can dogfight!

Ok, in all, the Stuka rocks, the Spitfire next, the Bf109 and then the Ju88. No one gets any say, I get all the say.

My Room

2009-01-31T22:24:00.015+08:00

Clarissa, read to the bottom! You asked me to blog, and so this post's for you!

This post is half about my room, half about my studying, half about London. Yes, this post is very big.

First, I have to tell the whole wide world- I have been doing very well in school, will blog about my test results when I get my papers back, so I can prove that I'm pwning (lololololol w00tz! jay kay! can I has good marks?) the whole wide world. Ok, I better shut up now.

Another thing before my room. I had a secret, but it isn't one anymore, because I told Mark. Ok. I wore a pair of socks in Japan under the impression that it's just socks, no one cares about them. Then, we had to remove our shoes. Yes. See for yourself.
wasn't my idea! Fine, it was. Anyway, too late, the Japs saw it. But guess what?! THEY AREN'T HERE TO MAKE FUN OF ME! They were from Bae, toe socks! Very ticklish and fun, but not very mature looking. Those things on my toes are not my toe nails, they're PIGs! Enlarge the pic by clicking on it.

Ok. Lets talk about studies! To do well in school, you need to nerd!
See? Because I resized the picture (to make it 60kb so uploading is like...done), it's hard to tell what I'm doing. It's actually E Maths, Standard Deviation. And yes, I ALWAYS use calculator>2. 1 to do the Statics (white one). The other to do miscellaneous calculations (Dark Blue with blue button). (eg. 70! = Maths Error)

And, incase I suddenly need to test myself while out of the house, I have these!
Partial Fractions!
Binomial Theorem! [(Binomial Theorem) Factorial] for those who aren't nerds and didn't get the joke...nevermind.
MOLE CALCULATION! AH!!!!!

Ok, enough Nerding. Now, time to see my Chinese New Year gatherings!
Woohoo! So many! The two on the top left corner are from Mr Chan (the Red one with the 福) and Miss Chan (Ugly people dancing). Wonder why they bulge so much? not because there are wads of cash inside, but because they're filled with SWEETS!
I was so touched by Mr Chan's generous donation to the Feed-Jeremy Campaign! Notice, the only 2 teachers who gave us stuff share my last name? Chan. Because...Chans are nice....aren't we? AREN'T WE!??!? Chong Kiat's convinced that Mr Chan is related to me, because he is weirdly nice to me, and even Varshini and Caroline realised! Is he...GAY!? He is! I didn't see him at any of the reunion dinners!

Sometimes, people ask me- How do you feel about your Asian roots?

Now I say- I love it.

Ok, wonder what I do in school?
Wonder no more. That's me, and Chong Kiat. Guess who's who. Of @#$^%! course I'm on the left! I am convinced that Chong Kiat has Malay blood, look at him! He's worse than tanned!

Ok, time to blog about my room!

This is my main shelf rung. On the left, the books I USED last year. On the right, books I'm currently using, explains why they're lying lazily around. The orange paper's a guide to the SATs. Some American general test crap to get into their schools....like I want to! The Grey box's not a mini-computer, it's my electronic Chinese dictionary, and the picture? Yea, most people know what it is. If you don't, TOO @#$%ING BAD!
Ok. The higher rung is used for 4 Dictionaries, My Wayne Rooney (why do I have his auto-biography?) book, some random books, and from the solid dark blue book-left, is the books I'll use for the O levels. 10 Year Series (doh....) guide books (doh....x2) and Bern's notes!- Sister's book, cannot go wrong. My new Mantra!

The bottom row is used for files, a 1526-page Aircraft Encyclopedia.The smaller books are misc. books that I don't want to throw but have no where else to put.

See? The top shelf has EVEN MORE BOOKS. A mixed set of my and Maria's Harry Potter collection. I just found them lying around my house, so I chuck them all together! You want it back? well, BEG ME! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

The cupboard beside the shelf looks weird, right? Well yes, I had it installed upside down, and left it there for 6 years, sticking things onto it, when Mum found out. She turned the thing right-side-up and so my stuff are all upside down. You don't want to see what's inside.

The two other unmentioned shelves are for Medals and Trophies! Which, after this year's X-country, will need some rearranging.

Right across from that, we have my other display shelf (which was once a bedside ledge)
It has pictures of me, Bern, and everyone else!
And we have my work table! Do not ask why the chair's at such a weird place. It's used to block off my under-table stash of rubbish. Pretty much explains itself, see the flag? It's of the Royal Navy! Pay Attention, you're going to see it again.

Wondering why it's awkwardly neat? And considering that I was doing work this afternoon, planning to complete tomorrow (which means I leave it lying around).
Ta-da! All thrown across my bed! Lets take a closer look. I sleep with 2 pillows, 1 bolster and 1 silk quilt. Oh and 2 mattresses the other one is hideous, that's why it's hidden below.
Ugh! And the SHEETS were NOT CHOSEN BY ME though I find it amusing. Hangers, Charging PSP, A Math textbook, Phone charger, earphones....and....Pencil box, 3 calculators, foolscap paper and E Maths Standard Deviation worksheet?
er.........it was a different one! I treat my work very nicely! I don't throw them on my bed! serious!
but just incase the rubbish on my bed was too dense, this is my bed, without any crap. I had the option to get a bigger bed, but I'm happy with this one, and, my bedside table's built into my table which spans the wh-....the bed was custom built to fit there. Locked in by the bedside table!
see? Any good bed side table has the following-
-ALARM CLOCK! (AHHHHHHHHHHHH!)
-Tissue Papers,incase you're in bed thinking about your unattainable love
-Power supply, so you can charge your phone by your bed
-Torch, incase your aircon's not at the right temperature and you need to go over and change it
-2 Bibles (and un-visible Bible guidebook), do I need to explain!?
-Story book! The Screaming Eagles, incase you cannot fall asleep, that wouldn't help.
-Incoherent nonsense, stuffed around because I have some problem

See? Sounds normal eh?

This is my room, from the "bottom right" corner. The door's not the entrance, it's to the bathroom, which I did not decide to photograph for OBVIOUS reasons.

See my table? The chair's still there. My bag's reflector's damn good at reflecting light.
The curtains are a little of a let down (but I'm going to change them! MYSELF!)
I have stuff stuck to my grills. Why do I have grills? So I have something to stick my stuff onto.
The framed thingy is my Chinese name drawn by an artist, costing a healthy S$320, huh.
The table in the foreground is the top of my display shelf.
The fan is...a fan
The calendar has my dates, special events and I colour every day that's over very violently.
The box, that's my WOOHOO! box. As called by me...and only me. If there's a fire/flood/lizard invasion/crazy girlfriend charge/No-food curfew, I will take that box, and only that one....ok, maybe my bag too....fine, my pillow too....can I take my alarm clock too? it's from London!

That view's pretty lame, not much to see
This's the view from the door! Lets play- Spot the Royal Navys flag....Have you spotted it?
(I will not bother with things I have talked about earlier)
The flags, the Royal Navy and Royal Air Force[RAF] (if you were paying attention, you would know which is which)
My Rug! Matt loves lying on it, I use it to dust my feet before climbing onto my bed! poor dog...
MY SCOCCER CHAIR! I use it to sit around and think of nonsense, sit on it and chill out, kick around when I'm frustrated and use to block any light coming from the door gap (I like the staircase lights to be left on, just so people know that I'm in the house and they should not rob it because they risk killing me by heart attack)

remember my WOOHOO! box? This's what's in it! My Sec 1 quickwrite (it's really funny to read now, and show my kids when I grow up).

Val's letter (white note, written on in a crescent shape)
Bern's Christmas card (Santa Claus hat...well, the colour's right...at least...HAHAHAHAHA)
Clarissa's Birthday card! (White Envelope, leaf stuck on the bottom corner)
And other letters,both from the same person, put into a brown envelope, for if anyone else sees the card's design, the person will slaughter me. Let me hint. Starts with B, ends with EARS. Got it yet?
Below that (not visible),
Birthday card from Jenny, Maria and Will (2001 and 2002)
Foam pistol dad made me when I was young
other important stuff
And, perhaps the most important,
Jane's note to me. I still do not like to talk about it.

That ends the post! Oh wait. That ends my room. Realise something? Other than obviously staged messy shots, everything else is neat?

And, to add to that, there is 1 view of my room missing? You have seen the broad side window, rear side window and my shelf side. Realise you don't see what's BEHIND the line of the door?
TA-DA! Add stupid things and potential picture destroyers are chucked here. My School Uniform never makes it into my cupboard, I usually wear them, or crumple them (without wearing them) and end up having to re-iron them.

Also,
All non-essential but unmovable (charging PSP) objects (hmm...the ear phones?) are stuffed into the folds of my quit! Ingenious!
With that knowledge, does this picture look any different? DAMMIT! It's the stuff stuffed into my quit! It made a budge.

Now compare that to London
Something tells me that that's going to be nicer to live in >:( the whole thing, including the smaller building (garage) is the house. And, the photographer (not me, I don't care who...dad? mum?) is standing IN THE GARDEN. Shows how big the garden is!

Random interjection! If you're reading this far into the post, TAG! My Manual Hit counter!

And the Holiday home at New Quay.
Those holes cut into the hills are meant for you to sit in and relax, sheltered from the 70kmph winds. And, infront of that is a helicopter, but Dad cleverly decided to leave it out of his photo! And the guy walking in the pic? that's not me :( , he's the butler!
and you have your private beach! Nobody to flex his muscles (Mr Chan) nobody to send me scary messages for me to hand up my homework (Miss Chan) No one to talk about his Mathematical knowledge (Mr Melvin Lim) No one to make sure I am severely dealt with (Madam Goodmorning-Newtowners! Neo), no one to boy! tuck in your shirt! (Mr John I-was-a-policeman Lim). No one to ...Foster...Fos...ZZZzzz....WAKE UP! me (Mrs Sanders). No one to That's nothing, I could do it too me (Clarissa) No one to You sure that's a good idea? me (Will) and no one to @#$!ing boss me around in German! (Emily) "ich sagte du kampf!" yea, sounds good eh?

Clarissa, TAG! If you're reading this. And don't read ONLY this, because I'll skin you alive, it took me 2+ hours to blog this with no music, no one to talk to, no food. NOTHING!

New Blog Picture

2009-01-24T23:48:00.007+08:00

I named this blog picture "Blog5.png"

Meaning....for the not so fast...IT'S THE 5TH BLOG PICTURE!

I wanted to upload them, but I'll save that for next time.

Ok, I changed the resolution for this picture. I usually go for 1020 x 768, but that was really big, and lagged most computers (sometimes even my own), so I changed to resolution to 1015 x 650. 1015 because the scroll bar used to obstruct it, because 1020 x 768 means the picture's as big as YOUR WHOLE SCREEN meaning, with all the nonsense around the screen,
You get a very large picture which requires scrollings.

Now, for this picture, I came up with the dimensions by...guessing. Fine, I did use a microscope (no kidding) to count pixels, but I gave up halfway.
Tada! That's my new blog post, vandalised.

Nah, I numbered them 1 - 28. The numbers are either blue, black or yellow.

1- The UNION JACK! Woohoo! I got bored of the Royal Navy flag thingy, made the Union Jack so small.

2- Die österreichische Fahne, österreichische stolz!

3- Die Deutsche Fahne! für- Miller, Nat, Katie, Emily, Joanne, Micheal und Petr! Preis-Leistungs-Verhältnis! hahahha

4- I still haven't found out what the Sweds speak. I know, they speak Chinese! 瑞典国旗! I know, those who do speak Chinese, are wondering- why the hell did I have to check the dictionary for such an insanely hard word?! But it's because Maria has been pretending she speaks Chinese, so that'll show her!

5- Die STUKA! Ich denke, es ist Bombardierung Londons. hahaha, London ist tot ... warten ... WAS?! London!?

6- MATT!!!!!!!!!! When he was a puppy! He actually is very cute! Though, he grew up into a funny dog, thinks he's a wolf, chases his tail, gets upset and sulks when I say it's ears are funny. But luckly, it's stopped chewing up everyone's shoes.

7-Ruika, she's...well, she's the introduction for number 8!

8- ResistancelObsession (the l being a "L") Productions! ResistancelObsession's Channel he makes videos of Jap actresses as his hobby.

9- This is another Stuka, I'll do it in English, because it's more appropriate. According to people who have seen this angle of the Stuka, it's..."STUKA, HIT THE DECK!" The Junker 87 Stuka is a dive bomber, used by Nazi Germany.

10- Sponge Bob Square Pants! What more can I say?

(Start of my KILLERPILZE ECKE! [Killerpilze Corner])

11-16 are basically all about Killerpilze, comprehensive enough to be a wallpaper of it's own!

11-Killerpilze! Lieb Mich! [Love Me]

12-Killerpilze! Mit Pauken und Raketen!

13- Killerpilze! It's the WHOLE thing, Killerpilze word, the yellow and black circles, and the Killerpilze logo. Basically, everything the number touches.

14- Killerpilze! What!?

15-Killerpilze! Hass Mich! The evil twin of Lieb Mich.

16- Killerpilze! Die letzte foto! Invasion der Killerpilze!

That concludes my KILLERPILZE ECKE! See you again!

17- The Jap flag! For Jenny, Mayuko Fukuda, Ruika and My not-so-recent visit!

18-MONSTER HUNTER FREEDOM! Kreatur Jäger Freiheit!

19-GTA San Andreas! Yea, imma cap yo' ass foo'!

20-It's a Museum of WWII Fallschirmjäger weapons! There is, on top, the scoped rifle, the Mauser 98K (scoped), in the middle, the ever-famous MP40 and the not as famous Fallschirmjäger Gewehr (Paratrooper Rifle) FG42.

21- ARSENAL 4 LIFE! Ahem....yea...that's all...what do you want?!

Sometime here, there is 21.5. I forgot to number it, it's the medal/badge thingy. It's the Royal Marine's insignia.

22- Mythbusters! Season 6s out!

23- HMS Invincible! Royal Navy Carrier. With Harrier JumpJets waiting to take off. Note- ONLY BRITISH(!!!) carriers have sloping decks, to help their harriers take off in a very short distance without rockets, catapults or direct downward thrust.

24- WTF TKD! World TKD Federation Tae Kwon Do!

25-The flag raising on Iwo Jima. I'm weird, I support Germany, Britain, Japan and the USA. Who am I actually supporting?

26- BURN OUT DOMINATOR! Will blog about it soon (gathered 183 screen shots already)

27-Ma...Ma...MAYUKO FUKUDA! *drops over in a dead faint, never to be woken up again until mum comes over and asks why I'm sleeping on the floor*

28- *wakes up from my dead faint* Ma...Ma...MAYUKO FUKUDA! *drops over in dead faint...blah blah blah...sleeping on the floor*

Ok, that sums up my new blog picture! If your picture wasn't there, because I asked you, but you chose to find fault with me, sorry, tell me sometime soon and I may decide to put it there.

2009-01-13T23:25:00.003+08:00

I'm going to post this post as neutrally as I can

I admit, I posted the previous post while I was angry, some things said were not meant.

I think Michelle got it wrong, and somehow it came to this, I apologise for, but I will just take the blame.

I meant it for us to just forget the past and go our separate ways, but I got angry.

I think 3 years ending like that's a little sad, I feel a need to make it clean, so I'm saying sorry for asking your friends to backstab you, I never meant it, I was just making stupid comments, not expecting Michelle to actually take them seriously.

I've seen how much I mean to you, and frankly, I'm not very impressed.

Just incase you forgot, I did not start this, you did.

I'm doing this just because you hinted me to, you don't want anything to do with me, I wouldn't bother you.

Ich Kann Auch Ohne Dich

2009-01-09T22:06:00.000+08:00

I know you probably wouldn't, but watch the video.

Note, Deep-base on, do not use headphones

Killerpilze- Ich Kann Auch Ohne Dich

Ich wache jetzt auf,
War wie benommen,
Mein Blick ist verklärt,
Ich seh' dein Bild nur verschwommen.
Du bist nicht mehr hier,
Was ist passiert?
Ich weiß es noch nicht ganz genau.

Ohne dich, denkst du kann ich nicht.
Da draußen gibt's ja noch viel mehr.
Ohne dich, denkst du kann ich nicht.
Da draußen gibt's ja noch viel mehr.

Wir hatten ja Streit,
Eine uns'rer Diskussionen,
Du denkst ich komm' zurück,
Täusch' dich nicht ich kann auch ohne.
Ich lach' dich jetzt aus,
Du hast es dir versaut,
Du bist jetzt nicht mehr meine super Traumfrau.

Ohne dich, denkst du kann ich nicht.
Da draußen gibt's ja noch viel mehr.
Ohne dich, denkst du kann ich nicht.
Da draußen gibt's ja noch viel mehr.

Du hast keine Chance,
Für mich ist es vorbei.
Kein Weg führt zurück, es tut mir auch Leid.
Auf Wiederseh'n, es hat mich gefreut.
Vielen Dank für die Aufmerksamkeit.

Ohne dich, denkst du kann ich nicht.
Da draußen gibt's ja noch viel mehr.
Ohne dich, denkst du kann ich nicht.
Da draußen gibt's ja noch viel mehr.

Ohne dich, denkst du kann ich nicht.
Nur du allein gibst für mich nicht
Genug her.
Ohne dich, denkst du kann ich nicht.
Der Abschied fällt mir nicht sehr schwer

If the video didn't give you a clue,

again, it's loosely translated.

I watch on now
was dizzy,
My view's unclear,
I see your picture, it's blurred.
You're no longer here,
What happened?
I don't know yet.

Without you, you think I can't.
On the outside, there's still so much more.
Without you, you think I can't.
On the outside, there's still so much more.

We had disputes,
And heated discussions,
You think I can't,
but I can go on without you.
I laugh out loud
You had your fun,
You're no longer my super woman.

Without you, you think I can't.
On the outside, there's still so much more.
Without you, do you think I can't.
Because on the outside there's still so much more.

You have no more chances
For me, it's over.
No way back, I'm also suffering.
Saying Goodbye, it makes me happy.
Thank you for your attention.

Without you, you think I can't.
On the outside, there's still so much more.
Without you, do you think I can not.
On the outside, there's still so much more.

Without you, you think I can't.
I do not give anymore thought about you
Without you, you think I can't.
The farewell is not very difficult for me.

It's quite obvious why I translated it to English.

This post (song+lyrics) was actually drafted 10 September 2008. I didn't post it then, I was tempted to do so on the 12 October, but I didn't want to spoil Japan. 3 December, I didn't want to spoil the 18th, 4 days back, I didn't want to spoil Christmas.

I tried so hard to hold on to that sliver of hope that you'll change, but looking back, I don't think I was holding on to anything at all.

I wouldn't bitch anymore, but just so you know,

If you apologise, I'm willing to forget it, but note, I'm not going to do it.

I thought you were different, maybe you weren't like other superficial girls, but I was wrong, it's all about you, you never admit that you're wrong. When you do, you don't bother apologising.

You played me for 3 years, you get bored in the night, you thought it would be fun to pretend you care. I was your bitch.

What was that we had? what? oh no, friendship's too generous.

Is this why you rather talk online? And act unfriendly? Just so I wouldn't go near you in real life? You'd rather be with someone who would make you look good.

You find excuses to blame me, you act like you're a big shot. I never cared, I thought you were different, but I guess you're right, not having seen through your stupid web of lies would prove the fool in me.

Since this is the end of it, I think I should just say what I want to.

I think you're a complete brat, you define good, then you impose it on everyone else. If someone's not like you, they are the weird one.

When you're obviously in the wrong, you'll find a tiny fault, then blow it up and blame everything on the other person.

You like to befriend people who are good in certain aspect, then compare them to others, and claim victory when you cannot even imagine doing such a task.

I can't believe I thought so highly of you, I told Jenny that I was going offline just so I could reply you faster when you asked me too. I rush home everyday to meet you, but you were just bored.

You blame me when I don't trust you. You see? I was right.

I have more to say, but I'm not going to say it

I posted -
I wanted to, but I didn't.
If I die tomorrow, who's going to apologise and make up?

If you die tomorrow, tombstones don't accept apologies
But now, it's reached a point where If I die while we're on bad terms, I don't care

Just to make clear my point, look carefully are my blog's picture. What's new on the bottom right corner? And the quotes.

If I'm being too harsh, I'm sorry, but you don't care.

This is the end, we both admit it. Goodbye, and thank you for the memories.

Japan 9-15 Nov

2008-12-28T01:04:00.018+08:00

I know I owe all you guys a Japan trip post, but...I forgot! (no, I conveniently didn't care) but now, I'm doing it so. Why? Because I have to submit an essay to the teachers! That's why, all stupid talk, abrasive talk and Mdm Neo jokes will be limited to the top/places I decide not to copy to Microsoft word.

Just wondering...can I be severely dealt with If she finds out? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
will she condone such behaviour? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Christmas Post on Val's blog AnyHOW, I do not have many pictures (and am not bothering to find more).

Ok, pictures will be separate in the essay I intend to submit. And, I'm not going to show Mdm Neo (Good morning New Towners!) potentially embarrassing pictures of myself.

Actually, I think I will end up giving her a completely different piece from the one I'm going to type out below.

Jenny, I didn't go to Tokyo, I didn't go to your old house! I was in Kyushu, the lower island.

And Linus, I'm not one who would go "I usually take things lightly, but you've gone overboard this time!" but...I usually take things lightly, but you've gone overboard this time!

Ok, lets forget that. 9th Nov! I had to annoy EVERONE with my favorite phrase "1 last XXX before Japan!" (eg. 1 last dinner to Japan! , 1 last beat Bern *beat Bern* to Japan!) So, I packed my bag that night. Miss Chan actually called at 4+ pm to make sure I remembered the trip. And don't worry, I did.

I went to the airport, confused and lost. then, I found the group. After some nonsense, checked in, and took a group photo (I HATE THEM!!!! I can take them off the tour manager's site, but I refuse). We then entered! I missed supper with Mum and Bae!

After some wasting of time, we got onto the plane, appeared at Fukuoka Intertional Airport. Got to the bus, blah blah blah, then we reached a convinent store!
where (Mr Goh doesn't read my blog!) MR GOH FREAKING PIGGED THE HELL OUT! I mean...you have 15 minutes, and you buy some food and pig out in the car park!? like..AHHHHHHH!!!! PIG!!! Ahem, enough of him being a pig. I quoted him in my "Quotes " section.
Ah, wrong picture (there's another nicer one! but that one's...BUTTERFLY!). in THE OTHER photo, Pig 1 (Alfredo Rodriguez Goh) was replaced with Pig 2(who is female and appears in the photo above)! Ok, simpliy put. Clarissa's legs got tired

Then, we went to went to a noodle place to make Udon (I don't know the name, but I'm going to find it out for my MODEL essay) (I pronounce it Oo-dawn, Rupert pronouces it U-dawn U asin U-turn) And we were to eat the fruit of our labour.

Nevermind that- we had to make the Udon from Flour, Water and Salt. Oh, + our feet and hands. First mistake in my table- Seth spilled 1/4 of the salt (which was to be dissovled in the water) onto the table!

Then, LINUS the ASS had to drool onto the dough! worse still, before we could pinch it out, he folded and kneaded it in a futile attempt to cover up and hope we didn't see. Then, after realising that everybody saw (if they didn't, I made sure they knew what was going on), he went into fits of fake laughter (obviously not fooling me) and refused to speak with the pretense that he was laughing too hard.

After a BORING (see? this cannot be my model essay anymore) tour, we went back to eat our Udon!
Here's Seth not picking his nose, looking VERY EXCITED to try our Udon! I mean...his expression says it all!

Then, after pretending I liked the Udon (in my model essay, the "pretending" is removed for obvious reasons) we went to the war memorial (I say "war memorial" because my reflections does not say a name...damn...I should have written it down. Nevermind, there's always Clarissa!)
Here are 8 pillars, the case at the end contains the names of all the A-Bomb victims in Nagasaki (or so I think).

And then we went on outside where we met some Jap kids doing a Anti-War...show? performance? display! that's the word.
That memorial is on ground zero, 1000ft under where the A-Bomb went Boom (no one [or at least no one I remembered] told me that, I watched it on TV!)
Here's the peace statue. Him limb's placements represent something, but...I didn't forget!...go there and find out yourself! Then, we went to a convenient store!
it sells EVERYTHING, except everything-cheap portable water. In the hotel, we had dinner, and after having to fold @#%$! origami cranes, Clarissa and I headed up to the roof top.

In the lift...
[we enter, with an old Jap couple (70+ y/o)]
[Jap Couple sees Clarissa bossing me around in something that's non-Jap]
Jap Male: blah blah [Jap] blah blah
Me: What?
Jap Male: High School?
Me: Yea (though I think we're classified as Middle School. Secondary 3! British Education system rocks!)
Jap Male: China? [looking at me, pointing at Clarissa, OBVIOUSLY referring to Clarissa]
Me: No!
Jap Male: Then where?
Clarissa: Singapore
Jap Male: huh? Sin....gar....
[in an excellent display of my Jap abilities (which = 0)]
Me: Shingaporu!
Jap Male: uh...ah! Shingaporu!
[... awkward silence]
Jap Male: Girlfriend? [pointing at Clarissa]
[at around this point, being at home eating the maid's cooking didn't seem that bad]
Me: NO!!!!!!! (I actually wanted so badly to say yes, but you know...HAHAHAHA yea right)

Then, finally, we reached the rooftop.
Nagasaki at night!
The hotel name on the roof top. On the roof top, the temp was 10 degrees, the wind was like...AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. It was really hard, so much so that facing the wind,you cannot breath properly . So hard, some of the stupid guys came up in wollen-padded-winter jackets (why the hell did you even bring those!?) I was in my long sleeved shirt and a normal shirt. Clarissa was in her Jacket and she was cold, but, being an ego monster, she refused to go in. So for her sake, I went in first, after 30mins (most of the other guys in their puffy space suits lasted only 10mins)

Then, I went back to the room to play
Here, we have Rupert marking his territory, we were to sleep on white mats laid out on the ground.

The even gave us free toothbrushes! The coin is for size comparison, but I realised, it's Jap currency! You wouldn't know how big it is!HAHAHA well, it's like a 10P.

That night was kinda fun. we were sleeping Linus|Me|Seth|Rupert
I was caught between the two who would likely do something funny in the middle of the night.

Anyway, Seth started snoring! So, I beat him on his head, then dropped motionless as though I was asleep. He momentarily stopped snoring, then continued.

Then, after Linus started snoring...
Me: Rupert, you awake?
[...]
Rupert: Maybe

Day 2!
In the morning, I decided to make myself some Beautiful Breakfast. What can I say...Jenny's going to get jealous! HAHAHAHA. And yes, I'm very skilled with chopsticks, I can eat fishballs with them.

We then went to the event-room to listen to an A-Bomb survivor's story! When he start speaking, I suddenly felt very at ease, very care free....I WAS FALLING ASLEEP! Because, I didn't understand what he was saying (and I slept at 3 that morning)! As I heard it, I started imagining the tour guide doing all that, because I only understood what she said. He was like...being noise in my story of -How My Tour Guide Survived the A-Bomb.

Then, we left for the Last Samurai Museum! (THE M WORD!!!!)
See? that's the memorial
And graves...

Then, we went to a Water...something something...Plant!
They have nothing better to do with their water, so they decided to make a park!
As you can see, Seth seems to agree that the park was a good idea.
And here, we have clouds! They beautiful sky...they actually look like Omelets mum used to cook....But, we have a handful of stupid heads in the picture! I spy...a Ms Peh!

That night, we walked to a nearby shopping center. There, I found...
Pikachu!
You can actually go inside, which is...yea...I wouldn't want to
Then, they were selling school uniforms! I was so sure I could have gone in and bought myself a set, even if it were a girl's, but, what use will their school uniform be to me?
M&M Machine! Rupert bought some. Truthfully, they were better as catapult shots than chocolates, but I still ate the bulk of them, after Rupert offered to give me the whole thing.
Rupert then found an arcade game. Seth here is being skeptical and poking suspiciously at the keys, but with time...
yea, you get it...
Mango Soda! I was torn between Mango and Strawberry, but I remembered mum's home made Mango pudding (and was then more tempted to take the strawberry).
And instant noodles! What joy! I boiled the water, then put it in. About 2mins in, the doorbell rang. Miss Chan! Alfredo Rodriguez Goh! Ms Peh! After telling them that I have no idea where Linus went, and that I warned him against it, but was afraid to use physical force, they left. And, it was already 5 mins from pouring the water in! It was TOO hot to eat, so I had a brilliant idea.
Aren't I smart? With time, Linus got back. Then, we went to sleep. I was at the bed facing the door. Then, the peep hole shone so brightly, so did the door gap and every other possible thing. So, I forced Linus to do something about it.
So he did. Very innovative use of a Shoe brush and shoe polishers!

Day 3!
Then next morning, Linus has to busybody with my phone. But his photo taking skills are non-existant blurred and stupid. Unlike mine,
Good morning New Tow.... Japan?!
Ah hah! Watching the ahem ahem TV last night?!
This was the...................Japan Costal Studies Center! JCSC for short. HAHAAHHAAH quite obviously, I forgot again. The balls represent each of the 70+ victims of the Minamata illness.
On the way to the beach, we found some people planting potatos! According to the tour manager, it'll take 6 months before they can harverst it, around Spring.
The beach! I so badly wanted to sail (the winds were great and the currents did not exist), but my boat was at home, and they beach was a rocky one.

After telling us that all contaminated fish were buried right under the ground we were standing on, we had lunch!
Of FISH! I had a suspicion that what I was eating wasn't fished from the sea. In short...IT SUCKS! Well, no one reads so far into my blog posts, so I can say it again. IT SUCKS!

We then took a short bus ride to a shit processing plant!

The process!

Take shit,Liquify shit, pump it into the city's water supply! HAHAHAHA
See? They really do liquify shit!

After that, we went back to the hotel where Linus had a great idea! I'll put milo into a cup, put into the fridge (idea ripped from my successful method of cooling food) and it will turn into Ice Milo! No, actually, he made it, offered it to me (I was smelling for posion) then I burnt my tongue with it. He then put it in the fridge (I told him to leave it on the window ledge because it was late Autumn). Then, he spilt it all over the frige and the floor!
Here, I force him to clean up HIS mess.

Day 4!

The next morning, Rupert called. I picked up, asked him to LEAVE ME ALONE, I'M TRYING TO SLEEP! Then, the phone rang again...

Me: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!? I'M TRYING TO SLEEP!
Miss Chan: Jeremy, it's 7 already, what else do you have to say?
Me: er...Linus! Stop shouting at teachers!

Then, calls kept coming in with a woman speaking in Jap, from the tone, it sounded like she was trying to sell something. I tried EVERYTHING! Speaking in German, shouting back into the reciever, beating Linus with it, making Linus answer it. To no avil so, I had to...
That'll teach her to keep calling me!

Then, we went to Kumamoto Castle!
Yea, yea, nothing big
Oh, this one's even smaller

It was smaller than HALF of Leeds Castle

Then, we went to the School! Hitsuyukan High School!
See? They have Art, no DnT, no Home Econs. No Pure Chem (MUSCLE MAN!) No A Math (Sleeping pill).
Their library has EVERY anime book you have even wanted, if you have ever wanted more than 3000
And their Tennis is a little different from what we know. Nah, the balls were used to make sure the chairs didn't damage the floor or make too much noise.
Their Staff Room is kinda sad. If I were a teacher and that was my work place, I'll quit.
BICYCLES! TONES OF THEM! There were about 5 more bike sheds like this one. Promotes Clean and Green ways of transport!
a regular sports hall
their canteen is way cooler than the stupid one my school...
The food?...same quality...lets just say, I didn't eat the bulk of it.
Woohoo! Jap Girls! Ah...I meant...oh! look! my buddy! Zhi Wei took this picture for me, explains the blurness.
Rupert has been living through the illusion that "If I can't see you, you can't see me"

Sometime here, Linus had the guts to mess with one of my friends, watch my wrath Linus, you just wait.

Day 5! Mount Aso!
Nice, but nothing beats Cornwall! (I wanted to insert a picture, but the thing refuses to allow me to press it)

That, is nakajima (IT'S NOT) crater!
Here's my attempt to look cute. The model picture for my later Model essay!

Later, the tour went all the way (3 hours) back to Fukouka where we had free time!

So, I ate Macs! (I know, why eat fast food when in Japan, blah blah blah)
Ta-da!
McPork! I know that if I didn't post a picture, people will think I'm being religion-sist
Just something I( me myself and I) found interesting. You poke the straw from the side! Weird!
See? It tasted like McPork!
After eating one, I bought myself another!

The woman at the counter does not like me, I'm sure.

First, I do not speak Jap
Second, I have to order the McPork by pointing
Third, I have to ensure they do not put Mayo on it, I will fall over and die
Fourth, I had to do it twice

See? MADE FOR ME! Not you, nor you, ME!

After that, we went to a huge shopping mall for Electriconal stuff.

Alfredo Rodriguez Goh had to be extra, and rush across a traffic junction. Turned around thinking he was very smart, when...HE CROSSED AT THE WRONG PLACE! HAHAHAHA

Then, we shopped. The place has more toys than my play room! Found a really cute dress! Sadly, it wasn't from Winx Club! But I still donned it
Do not remind me of the hair, the suit's cute! don't you think?

After that, we went back to the hotel.

Bei 3 am Morgen rief ich Sie, ich brauchte nur zu sprechen, um jemanden. Es tut mir leid für Schreien auf Sie. Ich vermute, Sie waren gerade, was jemand wäre.

At the airport, I quoted Alfredo Rodriguez Goh (in the Qutoes section)

Flew back, and ended that holiday. Bitter sweet one. The purpose I went on it wasn't met.

2008-12-28T00:38:00.002+08:00

I hate going out on Saturdays, so stop forcing me to.

I just want to be alone

2008-12-27T00:16:00.003+08:00

I wanted to, but I didn't.
If I die tomorrow, who's going to apologise and make up?

If you die tomorrow, tombstones don't accept apologies

MONSTER HUNTER!

2008-12-21T22:33:00.015+08:00

A few days back, I was online. Bored out of my pants because Clarissa went to bed, Yew Hong wasn't online, Will, Maria and Petr (my MONSTER HUNTER!!) buddies were all sleeping/dead.

So, I discovered a software for (hacked) PSPs! It enables you to take screenshots!

Cool eh? Medal of Honor! Heros! (I have Heros 2, it's an ISO file) Oh dear. Maybe I should sleep more...
Check out my extremely updated firmware! 5.00 m33-3. When I got it, it was 3.70 m33-2. When Val bought me my MoHH, the latest was 2.70. Who rocks!?!? My MAC-Adresse? Oh no! I forgot to edit it! I'm going to be hacked! Oh Teh Noes! My extremely random Mac-Adresse has been revealed! (Und ja, mein system-sprechen Deutsch)

See? It stores it into an ordely and nice bank which I can acess. Stores as a 480 x 272 .bmp file. Only 1 problem- When you copy the pictures out of the memory stick, it starts again (snap001) then, when you can to copy the new screenshot out to the folder, you can't! Becasue there's another snap001 in there! So, I store them this way. C:\Jeremy\PSPscreenshot\[date]\upload. The date's to ensure no similar named file are together, and the ....\upload is to make uploading easier (puts all that I want to upload into the same folder). And check out my über kool Killerpilze Hintergrundbild!

If anyone's interested, just contact me (at 1800-kiss-my-ass) on my tagboard and I'll send it to you.

Ok, enough with that crap. I don't have too much time today so I'm only introudcing MONSTER HUNTER FREEDOM!!!!!!!!!!!!! and showing you a typical quest.
AHHH!!!! Monster Hunter Freedom! (I also have Aces of War, Burnout Dominator, Pilot Academy, MoHH2 and Need for Speed: Most Wanted 5-4-0 (not shown). In the com, I have a landfill of games.)

Ich will die system-sprechen Deutsch aber allen Sie kann nicht Deutsch sprechen!
MONSTER HUNTER! (as loserish as it might sound, I took 4 screenshots to get this pic. Nothing moved, but the"press start button" sign kept flashing, and I kept missing it) Nevermind. People do not like MHF because it takes forever to load! (I agree with this, but I don't think it's that bad, it's worth the wait)

Let me introduce my Character! iCEMAN! (I used that name, because I wanted to be ice-elemented but as it turned out, Ice is one of the more resisted elements, and it was too late.)

Tada! (Since then, my Zennies (the currency, abbreviated #####z) has risen to 511,454z) I'm wearing FULL FATALIS! And the Black Ruiner Lance, which makes me look like that
Ignore the pig. Note- take note- I'm holding a sheild (with 2 red horns, right side of pic) my helmet has a lone Red horn, my neck is defined by the red collar and my Lance's sticking weirdly on my back. If you don't take note, when in combat, you cannot tell what is where and where is what.
Just to make it clearer. (if the lines obstruct, note the general position and refer to the picture above) Yellow's the head, Blue the two arms, Purple the shield and Green the legs. The brown thing's the pig's shit.

And stats-
NO SKILLS! I'm a Lancer! (the best overall in the game,Lancers were almost undefeatable in Monster Hunter 1. They changed it, reduced the damage). I'm resistance to everything (go look, don't keep waiting for me to say it!) except Dragon. For goodness's sakes! I'm wearing a Dragon's hide! For those who don't know, the Sheild does not increase my def. it acts as a physical sheild taking all the damage if I block in time, though it takes a little stamina away (which will recharge in under 3 seconds the moment you lift the guard) And, it (my full Dragon suit) helps in my status.
See? Faint -9 is not a problem, because I do not even faint/die. The hunger is -10, but under [Active Skill], I have Hunger x1.5. All Res +3 (which means my dragon res. supposed to be -25) And, Divine Protection ROCKS! -50% damage at a 35% chance! How cool?!!?!? And Sharpness +1, which makes my Lance...
FULL SHARPNESS, Atk 506, 400 Dragon element! Def +4.
Compared to a piece of crap called- Will's Hammer.Do not be fooled, the Atk 624 is NOTHING in DPS (damage per second) mine does (506 x 3) 1518, the Hammer does (624x1) 624. Though lousy in the long run, it's easier to knock the monster down (to Maple Players- Knock Back) (when you do a certain damage in a single strike, you can make the monster fall. The sword, fast, but lacks kick in a single attack almost never knocks down. The hammer, almost always does, though you take 5 secs between each hit) AND, it has NO ELEMENT and it's sharpness? 4 diff, maxing out at Green (which is so tiny it's considered non-existant). Mine goes to White (it's usually blue, but my peircing gives Sharpness +1. Refer to picture above current
If you were wondering, I'm 100% complete. ALL solo village quests cleared. So are my guild quests (not shown) met this complete stranger Picke+Man (if you are him, own up and we can play again) and completed it. Now, I just play to help N0oObs Petr, Will and Maria get Zennies! (Singular- Zenny, painfully similar to Jenny. yea...Jennies! HAHAHAH). Also, note my character's armor (and where his head is) so you don't get confused.

Here are random pictures of combat and stuff like that
I was running, and did the un-sheathing attack, but the STUPID Velociprey (which I pwn in 1 strike) jumped out of the way. (the little Delta shape parallel to the back leg is the lance's handle)

Also, the Yian Kut-Ku (featuring later) is NOTHING compared to the Rathalos (which I prefer not to fight where possible). So, here, I employ my stealthy and sly behaviour to avoid it, by hiding behind a tree!
but as the eye beside my name indicates, I was spotted.The Rathalos is the tree-like structure behind the real tree which I am using to hide. Though it looks like a tree, it's armor's hard as hell, and it's near impossible to kill if you're unprepared (look at my health (top bar) and stamina (bottom bar). Both aren't full, and as my item menu (bottom right) suggests, all my meat is uncooked.

Finally, time for a sample Quest!
Oh dear! Scary! the Yian Kut-Ku! and you only stand to get 900+300x2-300 meaing 1200z (which is peanuts)
summarised- kill Yian Kut-Kus!!! (At least 2)
Ah! Stupid Old Man cannot kill them by himself! (He's behind the Quest menu, don't have a picture of him) So, I set off to do HIS job.
YIAN KUT-KU!!!!!! Oh Teh Noes! Velociprey! AHH!!!!
DEAD YIAN KUT-KU!!!!!! Oh Teh Noes! DEAD Velociprey!AHH!!!!

Yian Kut-Ku Count: 1

Prance a circle round and back to Map 2...
AHHHHHH!!!!! YIAN KUT-KU 2!!!!!!! hmm...no Velociprey....who cares...
PWNED! But I needed to use a potion. (I had no supplies to start with, re-read quest info. picture) and, the sharp ones will notice, my sharpness (the sword symbol above my name) has gone from white to blue (refer to picture of my Lance to see sharpness bar)

Yian Kut-Ku Count: 2 (Supplies delievered)

(Map, Mini-Whetstones, First-Aid Meds, Rations and Paw-Pass ticket taken, Quest requirements met, deliever paw-pass ticket to end) but no! I want to terrorise these assholes!
HAH! Yian Kut-Ku! Looking timid and shy!
The weak have no place here! And just to verify, I have the quest menu open to show off.

Yian Kut-Ku count: 3

Ah! Observant Yian Kut-Ku! Spotted me from afar! I have enough steaks. CHARGE!!!!!! Just to let you know- I ran out of stamina just as I reached him, stopped inches from him, and got hit with 3 fireballs to the head. Ouch?
Still, PWNED! Note the health from Full to 3 units. That was what 3 fireballs, 3 pecks and countless stomps do to you. And I did not take from 34:08-29:28 to kill it. I was looking for it. Took around 1:30 mins to kill it. Keep stabbing the wings, if you're using a weapon that cannot attack up (unlike the Lance, LIKE THE HAMMER) attack the legs until it falls, then attack the wings.

Yian Kut-Ku count: 4

Found some free time here and a good view...
Come on! I can just imagine a group of girls (hunters) on their shopping trip (hunting quest) to take pictures!

Went to the Rathalos' nest, then left to Area6, before reentering area 2 (all kills (so far) were in areas 2&3) while on the ledge, I found him...
He was so close, yet I can't attack! I wanted so badly to piss on him, would have pissed him off, but doubt there's much damage...Jumped down, stabbed and stabbed again...
DEAD. Death by Piss. Fine, I stabbed him (x15!). All the pictures look the same because I have to put the dead Kut-Ku in view, but I still have to open the quest menu, if I stood anywhere else, the Kut-Ku would be blocked.

Yian Kut-Ku count: 5

This one's more interesting.
Found the bugger in Area 3, like many others, and so I went to and whacked him. Then, DISASTER! He flew away! I didn't piantball him. Experience with Rathalos said that he would be in his nest resting, but, after playing Forest&Hills for a long time, the only Wyvern nest is the Rathalos' but still, I went to check it out....and look who I found.
Still Sleeping! You want to take bus to school is it!? (Mum's usual (threat) alarm when we aren't up before she drives us to school)
Though I was saddened (yea right) I killed it. 21:50-11:57. I start attacking at 15++, but it ran away, so I was frantically searching for it before it recovers too much health.

Yian Kut-Ku Count: 6

To cover up for my inablilty to kill more Yian Kut-Ku, I have an (a few) excuse(es).

1- 6 is my favorite number! It looks like an inverted J!
2- 6 was Clarissa's Sec 2 (oh, what happened in sec 2?) register number
3- 6 is the size of my 2 group of friends! (myself included)
4- 6 is the number of children in my parent's family!
5- 6 is the number of Yian Kut-Kus I killed. Wait. What!?
6- 6 is the number of this reason!
7- 6 was how old I was when I was 6
8- 6 is the result of 10000x0+53/53-1+6
9- 6 is the number of planets in this solar system, minus the 7th and 8th
10- 6 is the next number in this sequence 1,3,5,8,35871367,3.5, __

See? I'm quite a respectable hunter.

Will, you should actually beat the Rathalos' head. the head takes 80% blunt force, the wings take 80% slicing power. The Hammer does 80% Blunt force, 20% Slicing power, the Lance does the damage of the higher 50% 50%!

And I'll post soon about the Awesome Foursome! (er...Me, Petr, Maria and Will). Lets see our classes

iCEMAN (yea!!)- Lancer
Jäger [Hunter] (Petr)-Gunner (offensive)
El-Martillo[The Hammer] (Will)- HAMmer...

Роялист[weirdo....I think it's "Royalist"](Maria)- Gunner (Clerical)

See? I do all the work, Petr leeches off me to get his good stuff before helping out in the killing, Maria shoots us with healing darts to heal us (we haven't forgotten the time you shot the near-dead Sliver Rathalos! IT KILLED ME AND PETR!!!!!) and Will runs around with his hammer pretending to help.

I like all Dragon armour and Dragon elemented lances because, Yian Kut-Kus and Rathalos (90%) of boss monsters in the game are Wyverns, NOT DRAGONS. Dragons are similar, just WAY LARGER and they have Wings, Legs and Hands. Wyverns (technically) do not have wings, their hands are the wings.

Hass Mich - Hate Me

2008-12-20T00:28:00.005+08:00

Whatever I did wrong, I apologize for

Go ahead and hate me, I can't stop you

On a lighter note, that's the original Hass Mich, a Killerpilze logo. Quite cool, but not good enough for me. Doesn't take a genius to see that it's quality sucks. So, I made this

Knowing that I cannot redraw the whole thing, I decided, the only colours to ensure the files don't turn out like crap is Black and White (there are no other tones to black and white. Heard of Light Black? or Cherry White?). Took me a while, drew lines at 19 pixel intervals, and coloured them in alternate.

Here's the second edit, done with MS Paint, as with the other. Straightened the lines, changed the writings a little.

Think you can do better? Send your entries to....I actually don't give a damn. This post's purpose isn't to show off my ability with MS Paint.

Letzte Minute den Killerpilze

2008-12-15T14:57:00.007+08:00

Erste, Ich sage...ICH LIEBE DER KILLERPILZE!
First, I have to say, I LOVE KILLERPILZE!

Wir haben der Jo, Fabi und Mäx!

Since all the German speaking people on my blog know them, I'll only introduce them in English. The one on the extreme left is Johannes "Jo" Halbig (pronounced "Yo"), he's the lead singer and rhythm guitarist 19 as of RIGHT NOW(30th of July 1989). The middle is Fabian "Fabi" Halbig, Jo's brother and Drummer, he's 15 as of RIGHT NOW (23rd of Decmeber 1992). And lastly, there's Maximilian "Mäx" Schlichter, Sung backing vocals and lead guitarist, 20 as of RIGHT NOW (3rd of July 1988).

Ich weiß, Sie haben beobachtet, bevor diese, aber ... IST MIR EGAL!

I know you've watched this before, but...I DON'T CARE!

Und das Making auf ...
And the Making of...

Für die Texte, suchen Sie nach Post-Titel "Petr and his emo song" oder drücken Sie Strg+F (Ctrl+F für ein Englisch tastatur) und geben Sie "Petr and his Emo Song" in das Feld ein.

For the lyrics, look for post titled "Petr and his emo song" or, press ctrl+F and type "Petr and his Emo song" into the box.

Ich bin mir nicht sicher, die ersten, die Herstellung von, oder das Video selbst, aber ich beschlossen auf der Video selbst zuerst.
I'm not sure which should be first, the making of, or the video itself, but I decided on the video itself first.

And for those who couldn't tell which was English, the English text was in white. I kept it as close as possible to what I was trying to say (including the caps on the "I DON'T CARE"). And, DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT ASKING ME TO TRANSLATE THE SPEECH IN THE MAKING OF! Not that I can't or am discriminating, I'm too lazy, and they slang when they speak, which upsets me into not wanting to record down what they said.

And also, it makes me feel weird/stupid to be saying everything twice.

2008-12-03T23:00:00.001+08:00

Fukuda Mayuko. Japanischen Mädchen, 14 Jahre alt, blah blah blah. Nicht wichtig. Der wichtige Punkt ist ... PETR NACH SIE!

Ich habe zu erklären. Ich war im Chat mit Yew Hong (ein Freund), Wenn er erzählte mir über einen Film. wahrheitsgemäß, ich habe nicht zahlen viel Aufmerksamkeit, bis er sagte: "Die Hauptdarstellerin ist wirklich niedlich" gerührt, dass mich ein wenig. Dann sah ich sie. Ich muss zugeben, ich glaube, Sie ist niedlich. Was also.

Sah Sie an für eine Weile, dann die Rundenzeiten oben nach Petr. Er sah, er rief, und er Speil eine Leid (dass verletzt). Nun, er ist der Gestaltung selbst einen japanischen Namen, und er wurde Überzeugung seinen Eltern zu gehen nach Japan diesen Sommer. Erbärmliche Petr. Aber! Es ist eine andere unterlegene Partei hier! Emily! Arme Mädchen! Sie waren nur kennen zu lernen einander, wenn ich riss Sie auseinander! Ack, es tut mir leid! Vergib mir!

Ich bedauere sagen zu verlieren beide Parteien, Petr Ich wünsche viel Glück (und lachen ihn). Obwohl sich vorstellen, ein Fukuda Werke! HAHAHAHHA Das macht mich lachen so schwer, ich vermisse die Hochzeit. Für jeden sehr defensive von Sie, ich bin nicht der Spaß von Sie, nur Petr.

Und, um es weh mehr, schrieb ich es in englischer Sprache für Maria ihn zu flach.

Mein Aufsatz verdient zu gewinnen Sie einen Preis!

[And in English, for our Gossip Queen's humour]

Fukuda Mayuko. Japanese girl, 14 years old, blah blah blah. Not important. The important point being...PETR'S AFTER HER!

[Introduction]
I have to explain it. I was chatting with Yew Hong (a friend, dammit!) when he told me about a movie. truthfully, I didn't pay much attention until he said "the lead actress's really cute" that stirred me a little. Then, I saw her. I have to admit, I think she's cute. So what.

[Body Paragraph]
Looked at her for a while, then turned the lap top to Petr. He looked, he freaked, and he sang (oh dear, that hurt). Now, he's fashioning himself a Japanese name, and he has been persuading his parents to go to Japan this Summer. Poor guy. BUT! There's another losing party here! Emily! Poor girl! They were just getting to know each other when I tore them apart! Oh dear, I'm sorry! Forgive me!

[Conclusion]
I say sorry to both losing parties, I wish Petr good luck (and laugh at him). Though imagine a Fukuda Werke! HAHAHAHHA That will make me laugh so hard, I'll miss the wedding. To anyone very defensive of her, I'm not making fun of her, just Petr.

And to make it hurt more, I wrote it in English for Maria to flatten him.

My essay deserves to win a Royal Commonwealth Essay Writing prize!

Trust

2008-12-03T22:52:00.001+08:00

I'm sorry if I didn't trust you enough. I mean this in the nicest possible way, but there's no nicer way to put it- You want trust, you earn it

I don't trust anyone. I can play with you. If you pull out a gun, I'll rather it you than me

Naturally, my standards of trust are heightened, and even trusting you not to say something stupid.

Also perfect time to talk about my paranoia.

I'm always ready to fight. I will always put up a fight before I get killed. If I died without putting up a fight (because I was ambushed), only 1 person could have done it.

Famous Last Words

2008-11-25T23:17:00.002+08:00

If you haven't realised, I made some minor adjustments to my "Quotes" section

I regrouped Clarissa, and re-quoted her! Not that cool, becuase her former quote went into the "Famous Last Words" section.

Famous Last Words- Statement used to refer to one either lacking foresight or having perceived over-optimism.

Lets review the lucky folks to get there.

we have...I mean Wir haben...Petr!

"Ich werde Pause seine Bord, kein Schweiß"

We all know what happened after that. Refer to a blog post further down, or press "Ctrl+F" and type in "I have something close enough"

Wir alle wissen, was passiert ist, dass nach. Beziehen sich auf einen Blog-Post weiter unten, oder drücken Sie "Ctrl + F" und geben Sie "I have something close enough"

Next up...CLARISSA! HAHAHAHA ahem.

"i.am.a.tkd.pro" Now, I leave it to your imagination as to how this went wrong. Lets just say- My head's still intact, my neck didn't get strangled, and....I'll stop now, before she decides to do something funny to me. Wait! She can't! that's why she's quoted! HAHAHAHA

ok, I was just joking!

Oh! Linus, don't play around, his's completely unficticious, physically existant UNCLE has a Lamb Gallardo Spyder!

Jeremy Clarkson- Nat and My idol, Fifth Gear (car show) host, and insanly good driver

Drifiting- You start off by steering into a corner, when you're car's into the turn, you hit the brakes, your rear will swing over. Counter steer , align the front wheels and accelerate out of the corner.

Gears- Lower gears have more accelerating power, less top speed for the same amount of engine revs.

(9000rpm is the max I feel safe bringing the car to)

Take the Lamb Gallardo LP560-4.
At first gear with 9000rpm, it's speed is 63km/h
At sixth gear with 9000rpm, it's speed is 332km/h

At first gear, to get from 0-9000rpm, it takes 0.6seconds
At sixth gear, to get from 0-9000rpm, it takes 7.6 seconds

From a stand still, it's impossible to get the car moving with anything above 2nd gear. It'll stall, and you is asplode.

Lets see. Jeremy Clarkson did a power-slide (commonly refered to as a drift) in a Porsche 911 on Overdrive (5th gear). That was because the 911 had a back heavy configuration, a high torque engine and he did it at 80mph, recovering from the drift at 24mph.

Take that drift done on a 911 at 3rd gear. Entered at 80mph, recovered at 63mph.

I suppose (didn't hear what he said, I fell asleep :p) he managed the drift plainly because he had lots of speed to start with (it decelerated through the whole slide). It was the recovery that I was awed. How do you accelerate on 5th gear!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?! I suspected he brushed the clutch so got enough speed. Damn, he's my idol!

We have Sponge bob next. Watch the movie and you'll get it

Lastly, dear Peter. You fell flat on your face, mate!

New Blog Picture!

2008-11-18T23:54:00.002+08:00

This is the 3rd picture I designed and put up. This one has 26 items. Can you spot them? No? LOSER! AHHH!!! ASPLODE! LOSER ON THE LOOSE!!!?!?!?!?!?!?!

Ok, lets list them

LARGE (Groß!) Flags

The Royal Navy's flag! God save the Queen! because, it has the Union Jack and the Saint George's Cross (England's flag).

Die Österreichische Fahne! Land der Berge, Land am Strome! for our dear Aryan

Die Deutsche Fahne! Das Deutschland Lied! für Miller, Nat, Petr, Emily, Katie, Joanne und Micheal Watson

The Swedish Flag. I don't know what the Sweds speak. For Ash, she finally found her family book.

Now for the smaller flags

(I can't speak Jap!) The Japanese Flag, for my recent visit and Jenny's growing up place.

Drapeau de la France. For those who wanted to see some French, I tried my hand at it. Don't say anything. For Ash's birth place (you have 3 flags now!) and for Val in France (don't laugh if I misspelt it!) and I like the colours.

台灣國旗 According to mum, Hokkein's similar to Traditional Chinese, so I tried some Traditional Chinese. Shut up if I failed! For Clarissa and her favorite country.

Now the top right collection of pictures.

We have the Flag raising on Iwo Jima, an iconic picture from WWII. And that's also the American Flag for this picture! (HAHAHAHAHA) For Joan (YANK! AHH!) and Aine.

The boat's a pico, refer to blog title

Bear Grylls! Sebria!

The SAS trooper, WHO DARES WINS!

And the one people usually miss out. The SAS emblem is actually not part of that trooper's picture, I put it in myself!

Now the bottom strip

KILLERPILZE!!!!!! AHHH!!!!!!! Der Jo, Mäx und Fabi! AHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

The British (yea! British pride!) Challange tank, performs on par with the Yanks' Abrams but has not recorded a single combat loss!

TKD! Tornado kick! Nah, that's Olympic TKD, Duan Do (NO0O0OB!!!!!)!

Mythbusters! Adam! Jamie! Kari! Tori! Grant! and...BUSTER!

and the most important (you decide) of all....KEIRA KNIGHTLEY! Clarissa's idol

And now the window film strip in the middle.

That's the F/A 18 E/F Super Hornet! It's actually flying at trans-sonic speed, that's why the white halo of water condensation.

And we have the HUMVEE. The only American made vehicle I can bare, I think it looks cool.

And we have a British Howitzer! Fired by memebers of the Blue and Royals. Stan, why aren't you there?!

Then we have Black Hawk Down! (Super 6-4 going down, Super 6-4 going down...BRACE!) and that's also the picture with my favorite M16. Surprisingly enough, I'm not too in favor of bullpup rifles, so sorry, the Steyr AUG (Österreichischen Stolz!) and the SA80 (British Pride!) are not well liked. Don't remind me of that stupid rip off called the SAR 21!!

And we have Tae Kwon Do as it's written in Korean

Finally, Sponge Bob Square Pants! Sorry you didn't get more space, you're a sponge, what do you expect?! Ok, I'm sorry!

Anyone realise what's left? The cars! That's right!

The black car with the sissor doors is the Lamborghini Gallardo LP560-4! My car, mate!

Of course it's Maunal. Who drives auto cars to race?! If you were wondering, I changed the doors, non-sissor doors are lame.

Lets see it's specs-

5.2L V8 with FSI direct injection generating 560 PS (410 kW) and 398 ft·lbf (540 N·m) of torque, displacement- 5200cc

0-100km/h in 3.7s (fastest of all the Gallardos)
0-200km/h in 11.8s (you can't accelerate fast on 4/5/6 gear!)
Max Speed-332km/h

In Fifth Gear test, it PWNED the Nissan Skyline GT-Racing, the Ferrari F430 (which was produced to counter the Lamb Gallardo Spyder) and the Lamborghini Murciélago LP640.

Although I like my LP560-4, if you want to buy me the Lambo Rambo or the Lamb Gallardo MOMO, please don't hesitate.

I think I've won

And we have Ash's Ferrari F50 (the one whos side wings merges into the rear spoiler)

Old car, but she's got it modded (I bet Nat did this to you!) and it's not too bad.

Semi-Auto (automatic clutch)

Specs-
4.7L V12, self modded FSI injector (NOT FAIR! WHY DO YOU GET AN FSI TOO!?) 513 bhp (383 kW) and 347 lb·ft (470 N·m) of Torque, displacement- 4698cc

(quite a bit lesser beef than my Gallardo!)

0-100km/h in 3.9s (weaker engine but a lighter car)
0-200km/h in 12.0 (her transmission's modded! cheater! omg! n00b spwn hax!)
Max Speed-325km/h

Very nice car, F1 technology in it. It has a smaller capacity but makes up with it's 2 extra pistons, and lighter frame.

And the very last comes the Ford GT. Nat's pride and joy, my garage's nightmare.

Maunal too

Specs-
5.4 L V8, modded FSI injector,550bhp (410 kW) and 500 ft/lbs (680 N·m) of torque, displacement- (she wouldn't tell me)cc

(loses in bhp, but lots of torque)

0-100km/h in 3.8s (hahah, n00b!)
0-200km/h in 11.8s (nice one, did you mod your 4/5/6 gears? CHEATER! GM! HAXX!)
Top Speed-330km/h (ouch, but hit me harder)

It's a nice car overall, but the Lamb's still the best.

Summary of the cars

The colours of the words corresponds to the colour of the car itself

To clarify something for the racing n00bs, the 2 "nostrils" on the F50 and the GT are not designed to take in air to cool the engine! You may be smart and say "hey, they're sheilded from the wind! your engine's gonna overheat! n00b! lose!" well, smart ass, they're actually designed to let the hot air from the engine escape the hood of the car.

The Gallardo doesn't have this because it's engine's in the back. Like the Porsche 911, this makes the Gallardo prone to over steering on a drifting corner. Althought the Gallardo and F50 were designed with superior brakes to enter a corner fast, but take it slow. The GT was trying to revive the Ford MSUTANG GT (Miller!!) which was one of the most iconic Western drifiting cars. The high Torque mid-engine is also perfect for drifting.

And finally, I think the LP560-4 looks the best, followed by the F50 than the GT. Up to you to decide, but Nat, you just got OWNED! HAHAHAHA

And, Jeremy Clarkson (shares my first name, both our idols) bought a Lamb Gallardo Spyder and dumped his Ford GT! You shattered yet?

And Linus, this's a Lamb, not your UNCLE's tricycle.

2008-11-15T23:31:00.003+08:00

I'm sorry

and I'm sorry again if it's too late

If I had a chance to change something, it would be to talk to you, not re-pronounce the word I did wrongly in my speech.

I'll clear things out if you want me to, though I don't want to be bothering you

Graphs

2008-10-11T22:25:00.003+08:00

I got the graphs! They were the graphs of force [lbs] (y-axis) to time [s] (x-axis). We whacked that thing for 30 seconds each. The zeros are mainly when we pause to breath.

The first kicks are usually as strong as our previous recorded PB because we're not tired and we can choose the proper stance to start with. The other kicks are about 50-100lbs weaker because WE GET TIRED!

We also try to have a 1000lbs + score in our graphs to keep the scale even, but my scale's different because my Tornado kick chalked up too many pounds.

That's my graph. Any guesses on how it went? Wrong, it is quite a good one. I had to break quite often because it is NOT EASY!

Highest-1187lbs (1sec, Tornado kick)

Quite obvious,

I started with my killer Tornado kick! (yea!). Then I took a second to regain my bearings and go back into a fight mode. most of the 500s are punches. one of the 460+ was a front step. The graph mostly explains itself.

Highest- 1001lbs (30sec, Tornado kick)

This is little girl Maria! HAHAHAHAHA
She started with a super roundhouse (Stronger than her previous recorded one). Note- the graph looks bigger because her Y-Axis ends at 1200, mine ends at 1400. Look carefully before thinking this little girl's strong!

Ah, I should be writing this in German, but for all you non-German speaking people.

Katie Watson, my 6 year old student

Highest- 1009lbs (30secs, Baseball bat whack by Maria)

Well, we got her a table and so she could do whatever she wants. She's still young, don't fret yet. The baseball whack was to bring the graph into the same scale. Although, it still racked up less than my Tornado kick! (Maria- 2 words- WEAK!)

Deutsch Sprechen

Ich sollte dies schriftlich in Deutsch, sondern auch für alles, was Sie nicht deutschsprachigen Menschen.

Katie Watson, meine 6 Jahre alte Schüler

Höchster-1009lbs (30secs, Baseball-Schläger töt von Maria)

Nun, wir haben ihr einen Tisch und so konnte sie tun, was sie will. Sie ist noch jung, nicht Bund noch. Die Baseball-Whack wurde, um die Grafik in der gleichen Größenordnung. Obwohl es noch racked bis weniger als meine Tornado Kick! (Maria-2 Wörter-schwach!)
And Will

Highest- 1049lbs (24secs, super running front kick)

Will was average. Spot an exception? (8-13secs) That was caused by him being an ego monster. Seeing that my Tornado kick was so successful, he decided to try. It got him 23lbs, you guessed it, he missed, and the 4 seconds after that was when he fell. (EARTHQUAKE!).

Kredite-
Österreich!-Ich weiß nicht, wie man Zauber "Grafiken"

I spelt it "grafien" which wasn't too bad for someone who speaks Mandarin ! HAHAHA! 我说-你

是大屎

2008-10-04T21:31:00.003+08:00

Dummies. Sounds cool eh? well guess what? I'VE PLAYED WITH ONE!

They've put this cute funny thing in the dummy's face, heads and necks to measure , in general, impact force, acceleration, compression, whip lash factor, etc.

Ta-da. A Standing human analog with funny and cute things in it's head!

It's not THE Standing...blah blah...head, but it looks like it.

(I have no taken pictures, all the media in this post are taken off internet resources keeping with any copyright laws)

Maria actually likes kicking it in the groin. Boyfriends of the little girl (WILL!) please be careful.

The arms are removes because no TKD fighter in the right frame of mind wants to kick the opponent in the arm. It's to practice scoring shots, when the opportunity arises.

After punching kicking and maiming that stupid thing, I have results!

I have to compare it to a little girl's...Maria! ,Katie Watson and Will (Petr's leg's still recovering. Poor bloke)

Maria is a 5'3" little girl....14 years young to be exact. Never ask a girl her weight.

Katie is a 3'7" girl. 6 years old she's 23kgs. I carry her to teach her flying kicks.

Will's a 6' giant. 15....I think. He's 100000kgs.

Lets cut the crap.

Accuracy
- is the estimation of a semi-trained average person only capable of pulling off the kick, with no professional background.

-is the kick's accucracy to the head

Blow to the head to knock out ca. 900lbs of force
Facial bone breakage occurs at ca. 300lbs of force
A good baseball whack generates ca. 1000lbs of force

First, we punched it. (Katie had to stand on a chair! HAHAHA Tut mir leid, Katie, Ich nur aus Spaß von du)

WE ARE NOT IN ITF, DO NOT BE FOOLED!

(lbs of force)

Me- a humble 588 lbs (I have my advantages in my running and modeling legs)
Little Girl-496lbs (weak! hahahaha!)
Katie- 56lbs. (They forced me to tell her, insisting they couldn't speak German)
Will- 702lbs. (I told you giants were strong!)

Range- Arm length+half chest breath, ca. 30" from the Solar Plexus.
Accuracy- 100%
Difficulty Lvl- 0.5/10

TKD punching is also not very powerful, we're leg fighters. Nothing compared to a boxer's strike. We'll match a boxer's jab because we start our punch from our waist!

Then, we went on to kick it (all my advantages comes pouring back in!)

Front Step kick (was this some kind of mean joke?!)
A front step kick is the simplest of TKD kicks. The knee is brought up parallel to the chest, and the lower leg is snapped forward (at the knee) with foot pointed. Used mostly as a pushing kick, not an attacking kick.

Me- 393lbs (This kick is not suppose to hurt or land hard!)
Little Girl- 340lbs (hahaha, WEAK!)
Katie- 58lbs (stronger than her punch, surprisingly)
Will-523lbs (he had an advantage!)

Range- Legs length, ca. 35" (kick to the stomach)
Accuracy- 95%
Difficulty Level-1/10

It's only 5" further than a punch because with a punch, you're angled to a side, which adds half a chest breath to the punch distance. In this kick, you're facing the guy full on.

This is a pushing kick, not meant to hit hard. (disclaimer to save my face). And, Will and Katie got a hard hit because of a height advantage. Will didn't have to bring his leg too high because he's a giant, Katie was on a chair which made the face around her chest. Maria and I had to fight gravity and kick this pivoting kick to slightly above our own heads! Usually kicked to the stomach/solar plexus, but the sensors and bling-blings were in the head, and there wasn't a chair big enough for us to not fall off.

Next was the sissors kick.
I know the pictures says axe kick, but it was the Scissors Kick. Shut up or I'll kick you. Good, it's all quiet! And, again, WE'RE NOT IN ITF!

The sissors kick is when you run toward your opponent, use the lead foot as a hitch, then swing the back foot fully (extended) straight up into the guy's face. Could be used with the Front Step. The guy moves back and is leaning forward. You run over and kick him.

Me-670lbs
Little Girl-610lbs
Katie- Too dangerous to perform on a chair
Will-720lbs

Range- ca. half a leg range (because the leg's over your damn head at impact!)
Accuracy- 65% (most of the missed kicks were on the Z-axis, meaning the kick was too far from the face, or the kick was too close to the face)
Difficulty lvl-4/10

Then came the Axe kick.
Das mann von Deutschland! And WE'RE NOT IN ITF!

The Axe kick. You bring your leg above the guy's (and your) head, then bring it down onto his face.

Me- 520lbs (how much do you expect out of a split!?)
Maria- 498lbs (I feel very threatened! keep trying, you may really scare me one day!)
Katie- 63lbs (she had her stupid chair again!)
Will-561lbs (though he had height, he didn't have the flexibility so he rasised his leg only slightly higher than mine)

Range- ca. 20" (hey, you need to bring it over his head and then hit him in an arc...)
Accuracy- 65%
Difficulity Lvl- 7/10

Hard to pull off, high risk of trapping, not an efficient kick, but still fun to do

Then was the Flying Front Kick
not ITF, I can't scream anymore.

What more? Run, jump and kick forward

Me- 775lbs (I have the speed, E=MV^2 with speed being the more crucial number)
Little Girl- 653lbs (you missed your first kick!)
Katie- Too dangerous to pull off on a chair (it's a flying kick. Where's she going to land?)
Will-798lbs (hey! 798pounds is enough to break a knee! He has the weight. E=MV^2)

Range- ca. 6 feet (with run up)
Accuracy- 75% (Maria contributed to this not 100% rate)
Difficulty Lvl- 5/10 (it's hard to get the kick straight without flexibility)

That ends the Frontal Attacks which are generally weaker. Because there is no muscle that is used to push the leg forward. In the instance of turning kicks, there is the quadrecepts used to pull the leg over the knee cap and extend the lower leg very quickly. Most kicks depend on the quards pulling the lower leg straight from the folded position. My quards are my advantage, so turning kicks are my forte; I run alot.

Start with the Roundhouse kick.
Here, they are 2 roundhouse kicks being done. One is to the groin (epic fail) the other is a great example of the roundhouse.

In the L stance, the back leg is pulled straight up, parallel to the body (like a front step kick) then the standing feet turns perpendicular to the target, the folded leg then springs open and bashes the guy senseless.

Me- 883lbs (yea! finally, some hard kicks!)
Little Girl- 862lbs (it's her trademark, power, critical, I-asplode-you kick!)
Katie-86lbs (Maria's kick, -800lbs)
Will-874lbs (IN YOUR FACE! No more weight advantage, it's all the quards!)

Range-Leg+half hip breath ca. 50"
Accuracy- 75% (most people don't have abductor flexibility)
Level of Difficulty-5/10 (due to it's requirement for flexibility in a weird place)

Then it's the Back hook Kick (Ignoring the front hook, that's child's play)
It's the same as a front hook, just it starts with a back kick. Also known as the reverse roundhouse, it's meant to kick in the opposite direction as the roundhouse, with the same foot.

The foot is thrusted (whether by a back kick (back hook) or a front kick (hook kick) ) beside of the head, then pulled back, the opposite from the snapping motion of the roundhouse kick. you're corking the leg instead of firing it. Strikes with the heel.

Me- 832lbs (I get confused after a spin!)
Little Girl-764lbs (she missed her first 3 kicks! Including feeding the dummy her calf)
Katie- 89lbs (she hit it, but got bounced back after hitting it)
Will-846lbs (I'm closing the gap)

Range-Roundhouse length
Accuracy- 65%
Difficulty Lvl-7/10

then comes my favorite TORNADO KICK!
This is love.

It's a spin and then a jumping spinning roundhouse. Very hard, but it's my Coup de Grâce.

Me-1193lbs (yea! 193lbs were absorbed by the head gear, the 1000lbs KOed Alid)
Little Girl-721lbs (for someone whos roundhouse rocks, this's surprising)
Katie- 102lbs! (Du tun mir stolz!)
Will-DNF

Range- 65"
Accuracy-35%
Difficulty Lvl-9/10 (second to the 540 kick, which we didn't do [it's a show kick!])

Maria only got 721lbs because she hit it with the shins, not the instep. she missed 3 times before that, after the 721lbs, she gave up. I hit it on the first time with disastrous effects. Katie, MY STUDENT! MY STUDENT!, hit it on the first try, but she fell off the chair and crashed into me, resulting in me being her human pillow. Will? He missed, caught his leg on the dummy's shoulder, then fell down and was too ego-bruised to continue.

Will post about combo kicks sometime later, I need to sleep!

Self Defense and more

2008-09-21T22:09:00.005+08:00

Lets see, I have a long history of fighting and violence

Although they are strictly not street fights or anything illegal

I have
WTF, TKD! (World Tae-Kwon-Do Federation, Tae Kwon Do)
We've got cool gloves, and we know how to use our legs
That guy, is damn good, trust me

Next, we have Krav Maga!
That's what keeps me alive
that's our homework
and this is someone using Krav Maga (I chose a picture with a girl!)

Then we have Karate, I suck at it although still a Schwarz belt!
see? danger!

Want real danger, you've got to see MCMA
"Er...Carl? Please don't have sweaty palms"

And the last one, I don't do it, but it's for our avid Savate fan
I know Jenny isn't Japanese, but I couldn't find anything else! And Jenny, do you still fight in those...*ahem*...costumes!?

Yes, she also does Boxe-Francaise which I have no clue as to how to pronounce, but it's French Boxing. Bleh.

ITF/WTF

2008-09-10T23:08:00.006+08:00

ITF!

GM (XXXVVVIII dan Grandmaster) Choi Hong Hi

Founder of the Intentional Tae Kwon Do Federation (ITF)
ITF! I like! (er...course I don't)

was, I quote "In a recent interview with a local magazine JoongAng Sunday in Tokyo, Mr. Choi said "among the ITF Taekowndo masters were many Noth Koran agents."

In short, the North Koreans put in spies with the ITF , including the son of the founder of ITF, and asked them to assassinate (kill! head asplode!) the South Korean President, but that was a while back. It just got found out.

Choi hired 2 gun men to kill the President while the latter was on a trip in Canada where Choi resides.

See!? A Martial Artist who uses a gun! What the hell is that!?

Do not worry for my health, I've got my WTF to keep me alive.
And, we've got a cooler uniform!
Mine has some extra bling bling and patches (insignias!) and my belt has the IV and my name on it. It's a less extreme form of WTF. I do not like the blank belt. Makes me feel naked.

Although, sadly (for some, not really for Petr) this means no more cat fighting. Rememer the Jessica-Catharine fight? Yea! I love it!

Oh, and we've got nice shoes. Fighting bare footed makes me feel like I'm doing an ITF pattern.
Picture of shoes in previous post.

Maybe I'm not happy with the North Koreans, or maybe I'm just taking this chance to whack the Intertional Tae-Kwon-Do Federation.

Call me to spar, any day any time. Only ITF people.

On a closing note, compare

ITF,
with WTF,

Let me help you. The 2 WTF kiddos are only Green and Yellow belt, but they're doing what people associate with TKD. The bunch of ITF dudes and dudesses are Black Belts and doing a line dance; don't ask.

Stage 1

2008-09-05T01:48:00.020+08:00

29 Aug

"Ich werde Pause seine Bord, kein Schweiß!" -Petr

[whack]

"Meine Zehen! Ich glaube, ich brach sie ab!"

After a quick look to determine if those those rolling balls were Petr's toes, we took a (real) look at his foot.

The computer is so screwed, the USB ports are all dead. Although, I have something close enough!

Horrible, swollen and dropped off.

That was just 3 days before our first fight! Imagine losing on the first fight! Wouldn't happen, not if I can help it.

I just told Petr to sit out and disqualify his fight if needed. That would result in a "LOSE!" remark in the score sheet, but he insisted that he could fight.

This part, I understand very well. We were chatting about his new Adidas TKD shoes. And I insisted that he skip them and wear the TKD boots. So, instead of

Nice Adidas TKD shoes, he had to wear...
These! Fine, I was kidding. These
Fine, I kidded again.

These! They suit him! Nah, these are for Maria. Little Girl's Boots

Talking about Boots? HAHAHAHAH Amazes me how much fun 1 pair of boots are!

Although seriously, these are the boots I was referring to

These. Prevents sprains, lessens impact, blah blah blah

1 thing they are not- shoes to wear to a Fashion Show.

Petr refused to wear them, insisting they don't fit. Although we got him one that was slightly large so as to not squeeze his toes.

We were deciding on a team name. I suggested Fallschirmjäger, but they didn't like it...Wonder why. We then decided on Der Kampf gegen Fanatic.

Recap of the rules.

Points...
3 points for head shot (-*-) , 4 for flying
2 points for body shot, 3 for flying
1 point for a punch. Hand strikes are disallowed to the face.

When the guy falls down, you have 3 seconds to make him regret it.

3 times out per 3 couple group.

[Points will double from a normal fight, because it's a dual man fight!]

So, I fought first.

After some kicking and playing, we were 22 : 18 up. (I scored most of our points, Emily lost most of ours. It's in English! you don't understand! HAHAHAHA fine I was kidding.) Then Emily said "Es ist etwas falsch mit meinem Mund Stück" or [there's something wrong with my mouth piece]

The mouth piece (I don't know it's real name) is the thing you put in your mouth so you have your tongue intact after a fight.

That was after she got a kick right to the chin. It was meant to be an axe kick, but Emily rushed in planning to throw the other girl off balance (how do you keep stable with one foot beside your ear!?) but Emily reacted too quickly and got kicked in the chin.

Emily was trying to do what the Red guy's doing. The blue guy (the axe-kicker) will then fall down and both of us will give him an axe kick for good measure. It's impact is deadly especially when the target's lying on his back. Killer blow.

An Axe kick is basically...When a fighter brings his leg as high as possible, then slams it down on another. Usually aimed for the face where there's delicate bones and bling bling. If caught, the axe kicker can prepare to get a few while he's on the floor.

We were keeping all our 3 allowed time out (preferably 1 T/O per pair) for Petr. So, I got into a defensive stance and she sucked her finger behind me. Fine, she was playing with the mouth piece.

I was just breaking the monotony! It's actually very freaky

Then, those two buggers decided to launch an attack while our dear Emily was fiddling with her mouth piece. First one came in with a jumping roundhouse. I ducked under the kicking foot (exposing the unaware Emily) but, as a good partner, I kicked the guy in his ass. Not a scoring shot, but it was still fun to do.

The second, a girl, came in for a cheap punch on me. I wonder, she's not a guy and I'm not a girl. what's a punch then used for!? (Punches only to the chest). I was so tempted to arm lock her, then move on to an arm bar, but I just ducked it, then roundhouse right into the chest (NO FEET MOLESTING!).

After the fight, we won 52 : 36. I think they got tired.

That's not me. We were Red, but I always spit out my mouth piece first thing so I don't look like I've got Mumps. He obviously has different habits from me.

After Emily spat out the mouth piece, it was obvious what a kick to the chin can cause. the 100% Silicon bite piece was forced bitten into half when Emily's jaw smashed into the upper jaw.
Ok. Lesser pictures from here on. I want to sleep.

Then it was Will and Maria (little girl) 's turn

Started strong, Will got in a few solid kicks, then , the disadvantages of being a giant. He got toppled, (EARTHQUAKE! BRACE!). And the other 2. David and Sharon did the saddest thing possible. they both swarmed him and speed-punched him. Sharon got in 5 punches before Maria axed (AXE KICK, YOU TWIT!) the former right in her head.

Sharon just crumpled and adopted the fetal position.
Although she was not as glamorous. She was tearing and having weird spasms.

The ref then pulled David off Will and Maria [who was finishing] off Sharon.

Deciding that that axe kick "killed" Sharon, the ref stopped the match with Will and Maria losing 24:26. If that cheap punch fest didn't occur, we would have won that one!

Then, it was the dreaded senario we all dreaded. We were draw, "Der Kampf gegen Fanatic" had 1 and "We will kill you" had 1 fight, and Petr (injured) would have to fight the winning fight. Which was PRESSURE!

So, he walked in in the TKD boots. Reminds me of survival boots which were boyant.

Digression: In the sinking of the Russian Submarine, the Kursk, many had on their survival boots and jumped into the water without the boyant wet-survival-suit. This tragically ended with their legs floating and their head submerged, and caused many deaths.

So, after some curious stares (as to why an IV was wearing these boots), the party started!

Careful observers would note- these are women. That's right! And it's also Petr! Guess why. WRONG! Petr's a.... you get it.

40 seconds into the first round, Petr called a time out
Another woman! but note "Petr called a time out".Go figure.

1 minute of "Foster, please let me wear my shoes! These boots are too heavy!"

and the occasional

"Eine letzte minute!"

Then he was back in. He lost the first round. 42:51

Joan was weirdly quiet and for some reason kept stretching her Quards for no good reason.

Then, 6 seconds into the second round, and a replica of his toe (not board or record) breaking kick, he called another time out. After some more begging and singing, he went back to win the match 49 : 42. Joan is the only girl who actually blocks by-the-book instead of ducking and counter attacking. Will is the other. He is a tree trunk, you will hope your kick misses him.

The last fight was nail biting. 1 min 4 seconds to go, Petr took his 3rd and final Time out. Then went back in. It was very obvious that he was relying on 1 leg.

Characteristics
-tones of flying kicks that take off and land on the same foot.
-Grimacing and " Sind meine Zehen noch da?"
[are my toes still there?]

And finally, with 3 seconds to go, Kung Hu (the other guy's name) punched Joan right in the.....chest. In the funniest sandwich I have ever seen,

Kung Hu's head was squashed between Petr's flying front kick and Joan's roundhouse whip kick.

That led to 4+3 = 7 points for Petr and Joan.

Then, the match ended. 51 : 41 in Our favor.

So, overall, "Der Kampf gegen Fanatic" WON!

So, they're recuperating from whatever injuries and waiting for our next fight on the 8th.

Petr and his Emo song

2008-09-04T00:58:00.006+08:00

Keine Verwendung Laufen, Petr's verletzt. Wir halten ihn und versucht zu überleben von Maria / Will und Me / Emily gewinnen und so hat er kein Druck zu kämpfen. Wir machen ihm erste Kampf, damit er nicht den Druck spüren.

or/oder

No use running, Petr's injured. We're keeping him and trying to survive by Maria/Will and Me/Emily winning and so he doesn't have any pressure to fight. We'll make him fight first so he doesn't feel the pressure.

Emo song time!

Letzte Minute - By KillerPilze
[Last Minute] - By Killer Mushroom

Heute ist der Tag
Er ist so dunkel
Ist so schwarz
Und alles, was ich mir erhofft hab
Zerstörst du ein letztes mal
Leider ist es jetzt so weit
Wir hatten eine schwere Zeit
Und ich weiß, dir tut es wirklich Leid
Doch deine letzte Chance ist vorbei

Bitte gib mir noch
Eine letzte Minute
'ne schlechte oder gute
Das wär mir jetzt egal
Nimm meine Hand ein letztes mal!
Eine letzte Minute
'ne schlechte oder gute
Das wär mir jetzt egal
Sprich nur mit mir ein letztes mal!
Letztes mal

Nicht mal ein letzter Sonnenstrahl
Die Welt mit einem Schlag total kahl
Nur die Erinnerung ist noch da
Doch nicht mal sie macht mich noch stark
Ein leerer Platz ist nun besetzt
Wie wichtig er war, merk ich jetzt
Ein Loch in meine Welt gerissen
Ich kann dir sagen: Mir geht's beschissen

Bitte gib mir...

Letzte Minute
Letzte Minute
Letzte Minute
Letzte Minute
Ein letztes mal

[(loosely) translated thanks to my wonderful brain]

loosely = grammatically corrected, NOT a direct translation

It's so dark
It's so black
And everything I've hoped for is
To see you one last time
Too bad, you're now so far
We had a difficult time
And I know you were really suffering
But your last chance is gone

Please give me
One last minute
Yeah, good or bad
It does'nt matter about me now
Take my hand one last time!
One last minute
Yeah, good or bad
It does not matter about me now
Say with me one last time!
The last time

Not even a ray of sunshine
The world in totally empty
Only the memories are left behind
But not even she makes me stronger
A blank space is now occupied
How important he was, I'm now weak
A hole torn in my world
I can tell you: I'm shitty

Please give me ...

[one] Last minute
[one] Last minute
[one] Last minute
[one] Last minute

One last time

I know it sounds weird, but I was trying not to cut off the direct translation too much.

CJ's holiday

2008-08-30T22:56:00.015+08:00

I was digging around my hard disk looking for something fun to read, when I found CJ's holiday's photos!
This is a cop. Any questions? Good question! yes, CJ hates cops. So, he dragged the cop to the corner, and you can figure out what happens next.Half Mast time

CJ did not use a chainsaw. He used a police baton to the body, so stop asking how his hand got broken because I don't know.

CJ then went to a Pizza Shack where he accidentally fired his gun into the air. Upset that no one believed that it was an accident, he went into a rage.
"That'll teach those bustas a thing or two"

So, he couldn't get himself a Pizza, so, he went to a 24h snack shop where he met...her!

Before
After

Amazing results! Call 15203543438574354 now!
Here, some one rammed a bike into CJ's RENTED (not stolen!) car's door and got crushed. The cop decided that it was not point in helping that poor biker since he ruined CJ's car door. An eye for a whole body.

A random picture of CJ's day tour activities.

Then, swimming time! If you look carefully, you will see that there's a police squad car keeping his swimming area safe.
There's even a safety boat

Again, don't ask why CJ burnt his garage

CJ then met Mike, his friend. Mike has a Quard Bike, CJ wants one too but there's only 1.

So, CJ decides that Mike should take a nap while he gets his turn on the Quard bike.

Since the Sheriff didn't like him, CJ went to the city where he saw this

Illegal dumping! Worse still, the trash was burning! Being a good tourist, he called the cops.

The cop then stupidly got his bike burnt too

So, CJ went across the street to watch the movie, before running through the station to get to his train. But Alas! He missed the train! There's 1 option! The street car! 1 tiny problem. The street car station's 10000000km away! So, he decides to stop the street car. The first one passes, ignoring his flagging from the middle of the road, so he decides to stop the tram for himself.
1 Blade and 1 Sunrise should be enough for the tram to spot.

uh oh. What's this? A brake failure?
"Fine, you don't want to stop, but could you return me my cars!?"
uh.....
uh...
"AH! Fire! My car's burning!"
"MY CAR!!"
"MY other CAR!!"

"My Blade!"
"My poor car!"

Feeling defeated, CJ took a cab to Las Ventures
A shooting range.

"Is that Elvis!? The king of pop!? With a gun!?!"

After that, CJ bought a new car and brought it into the country side.

Just as he pressed the shutter to take a picture of his new Black Cheetah, a Hermes kindly bashed it out of the way and wrecked it.

Deciding from experience that ground transport is not safe, CJ went to buy a plane.
Option 1 was a Junker look a like. Better choice because he wrecks everything he usues. Price-$100,000
Option 2 , which sadly CJ took, was a Shamel. Price-$10,000,000

After take off, he decided to land. With his flying lessons, he touched down! With the grace of a dancer, ....
He over shot the runway

Then, it was parking time!

"uh...it doesn't fit"

"yea! That'll do!"

Forgetting to bring his chainsaw, CJ decided to take it back to the airport and sell it back. Afterall, they don't know that he crashed it off the runway. So, he took it off, when it started vibrating very much, he decided to jump off to take a look. After doing it once, he didn't mind ramming the plane off the other side of the runway.
"uh oh, that ain't good"
"Oh! So that's the problem!"

[boom!]

CJ-Salesman
"But I really didn't do anything to it! There was an elevator problem! Could I get a new one? or get it fixed? It's still under warranty right?"

Then, a dust storm kicked in

CJ then tried his hand at a $100,000,000 military Hydra. Ignoring the fog.

CJ-Military guy
"Uh....it was foggy?"
CJ-Sheriff
"I was just holding the RPG the wrong way! I meant to asplode that cow!"

CJ was then sent into the desert where he was to spend 5 days. He had an urge to crap, but there was a toilet about! So...
"uh..could someone pass me the shovel and the TP?"

CJ then went back to San Ferrio, where he was greeted by this
He then vented his anger
And then demonstrated how a Police car can be a Transformer

Step 1. Get a Police Car
Step 2. Aim a flame thrower at it and squeeze the trigger
Step 3. Wait and then...TRANSFORMERS!
"Well, it changed colour!"

Then, CJ was banished and returned to Los Santos where he helped transform a few cars.

Then, he wanted something distinctively American, so he went to Clucking Bell. Deciding that KFC's Chicky Dance was too much of a success, Clucking Bell came up with their own

Although not as impacting, it's still a good start.

"Mark! I got a picture of your favorite vehicle!"

And then, deciding that any expensive vehicle he drove was a failure, CJ decided to disguise his new Cheetah. As...Yellow Banana!
see? All bananas have wheels!
Yellow Banana with Hydraulics. Weird, but some freaky genetics may have caused it

And to safe guard it, he kept it in his garage and never took it out again

End of CJ's holiday.

Thanks to Shughart for helping me to hack all the pictures onto Blogger or this post will only appear when Men set foot on Pluto.

Thanks to Shughart (Amanda) for running my water and food up and down the stairs or this post will not have appeared because I will be shrivelled up and dead.

Thanks to Nat for.......er.........Look! A butterfly!

Thanks to Miller for whacking me. I would have fallen asleep.

Thanks to Ash for showing that girls with guy's nicknames can be girls.

Thanks to Clarissa for disturbing me while I post

Thanks to Rockstar for GTA

Thanks to Microsoft for my Windows XP

Thanks to my useless Dell for screwing up

Thanks to my Mum....I think I should stop now...

Picture credits- MYSELF! 3 weeks of random GTA pictures, turned into CJ's holiday in 2 hours.

2008-08-23T23:34:00.002+08:00

Well, it's confirmed.

I'm part of the team event.

Out Team!

Couple 1
Me, IV dan Black, WTF (14 points)
Emily Watson, Red, WTF (8 points)

Couple 2
William Stoner, III dan Black, WTF (13 points)
Maria Kerring, II dan Black, WTF (12 points)

Couple 3
Petr Werke, IV dan Black, WTF (14 points)
Joan Johnson, I dan Black, WTF (11 points)

I'm the party leader.
Our official language is German and English. For Emily and Petr.

I do not like the term "couple" although, Emily's pretty. Ahem, yes, we're a brute force team!

Our team average is (14+8+13+12+14+11)/6 = 12!
That's a killer score by the way.

If Clarissa were here, we would have a
(14+1+13+12+14+11)/6=10.8

But still, I realised that Emily can actually fight VERY WELL. Not as well as me (aha, thank you) but still very well.

Simple rules

Kicks only to the center body mass, shoulders and head.

-4 points for a flying kick to the head
-3 points to the head
-3 points for a flying kick to the chest
-2points for a kick to the chest
-1 point for a punch to the chest

I find it weird. VERY WEIRD. How can I bring myself to hit a girl!? That's 1. The other being-
HOW THE HELL CAN I PUNCH A GIRL IN THE CHEST!?

Not right, so we'll have our guy attack the other guy and our girl attack the other girl. Although, Petr is allowed to hit a girl because he is......

We were sizing our opponents out. Team "We will kill you" stupid name, but they're brute brute force. 3 IV dans , 2 II and 1 I. we're the next highest in ave. points, so we'll most probably be meeting them.

Well, what goes will go. I have to give my medal to Katie if we win. One of the cons of having a little girl attracted to bling bling and wants to fight on your team but is too small to do so.

UFA TKD Dual man fun-fight

2008-08-17T23:11:00.005+08:00

Do not be fooled by "fun-fight" It's not fun. any fun-fighters will be knocked out (literally) by the hardcore folks.

This fight's interesting because it's the only competition where 4 fighters (2 per side) are fighting in the same ring simultaneously.

1 guy 1 girl per pair.

Doesn't matter ITF or WTF, but judged by WTF rules. I like the 3 seconds-down rule where you have 3 seconds to mime the downed guy before the ref pulls you out.

There's a belt average rule.

White: 1
White-yellow: 2
Yellow:3
(so on so fourth, important ones)
Blue-Red: 7
Red: 8
Black: 11
II Black : 12
III Black: 13
IV Black : 14

nothing over IV Black's allowed.

So, the competition stands quite like others, but they don't do seeded and non-seeded. They take the belt average and pit them against each other (It usually leads to an easy final...logic!)

So, as it's name suggests, the belt average is the average of the 2 fighter's belt level.

Last time , I was green as a green egg. (Do green eggs exist?)

I fought with Christine, III dan while I was a pathetic II belt

We were to win by brute force. High belt average (12.5), but high skill and power. We got a silver. Lost to a stupid pair of IVs. (That's real brute force)

Take our example (EXAMPLE) against a "sneaker"

Keith (example! not a real name) 10 point (junior black) (completely random) and Jennifer (another completely random name!) a bloody 2 pointer. Averages out to 6 points. They trashed the other pair of blue belts.

And example- THE CHEATS

Coconut (WTF black belt) with Mango. Mango is a yellow belt (ITF) and is a 3 pointer. Why cheats? Because Mango is a WTF black belt too. That's they their point average is low (7) while they have the skills of 2 black belts.

And the Fun-Fighters

2 young kids who think it's a "Fun-Fight" and get trashed no matter the belt status.

My dear Christine has gone away and cannot fight with me (our ave. would soar 14 + 14= 28/2= 14) And we'll be like those 2 IVs who beat us the last time.

Now I'm in a spot. I need a girl.

But, I may be injured or, I may level up to a V dan by then (nothing above IV is allowed).

I have a few options.

1- Ask Katie Watson to fight with me. Our ave. would be (14+7=21/2=10.5) High, but not too bad. Although, she's 110 (She's freaking 6). She's been fighting people of her (SMALL) build and I don't think we'll fair well against 2 "6 foot giants". And, I think 1 good kick to her head would (literally) flip and knock her out. She's like 20kg!?

But, she's a real killer with the back and back jab kick. Her favorite Combo ("Lieblings-Combo" as called by her) is the front step kick and a back kick. Very good if she can hit the head, but no matter how flexible she is, I think she'll never reach 6 feet.

Both of us knock our opponents down and finish it off with 1 axe kick. (I taught her that)

2- Ask Clarissa to fight with me! She's a green (new) ITF white (Weiß) belt and we'll be a sneak because she is really a white belt with no other TKD experience. She can stand around and look pretty while I finish those guys while they're doubling over with laughter. She's also 15

She'll get kicked and go "Eh, how can you hit me!?"

3- Fly Christine back and we'll trash again

4- (I just hatched it while chatting with Clarissa) I ask Maria to fight with me! We'll be Brute Force too. (14+12=26/2=13). I have confidence because she won a silver in her little girls' event, a proof of concept that little girls can fight. She's 14 and I call her a little girl, but not Katie who's 6.

She's a killer with a simple roundhouse to the temple, and that stare and the "I AM NOT A LITTLE GIRL" look is a real distraction while I kill those guys...and girl...guy.

Only problem is that she'll team up with her 6 foot giant boyfriend (WILL!). What will her parents think!? A little girl with a boyfriend!? They'll lower their belt average (12+13=25/2=12.5) and have brute force (GIANT!)

5- I disguise Will as an abnormally large girl.

He'll jump around and break their knees. He uses mostly flying kicks to optimise energy Ek=1/2MV^2

I don't think it's very smart because all the jumping may make his wig and balloons fall off.

6- (the most plausible idea) I ask Emily Watson to fight with me. It'll cause tensions in their family! Oh cool! they'll fight over me! HAHAHAHAHAHA! . kidding. Our average would be (14+8=22/2=11) and she's not a bad fighter.

Although not as cute as Katie - no offense! Hah! It's in English! You wouldn't understand it! I take it back! Offense, offense! - she's your average red belt fighter.

Killer with her back roundhouse (I KOed Alid with that!) she has problems understanding my Österreichisches Deutsch. What a pain in the ass. But we only need "Links, rechts, vorne, hinten" (left, right, front, back) and maybe..."Was zur Hölle machst du?!" (What the hell are you doing) HAHAHAHAHAHA It's in English! You don't understand! You think I'm talking about David Hassalhoff! Although.....don't take it seriously, I hate being beaten up.

After considering my options (stroke beard) I think I'll rank them
(What I want)

3,4,5,6,1,2

I like trashing with Christine, we had such a strong connection!

( Bitte gib mir noch
Eine letzte Minute
'ne schlechte oder gute
Das wär mir jetzt egal
Nimm meine Hand ein letztes mal!
Eine letzte Minute
'ne schlechte oder gute
Das wär mir jetzt egal
Sprich nur mit mir ein letztes mal!
Letztes mal) <- Emo song

[emo emo]

Fighting with Maria is also fun, but Christine was more of a killer (bet on me being beaten up! you'll make $...AND PAY MY HOSPITAL BILLS!)

I am very protective of Katie and refuse to use her.

Don't ask why Clarissa is right behind.

And here's the ranking according to plausibility 6,1,4,2,3,5

I hate cheating and I think I'll hate girls after seeing Will as a girl.

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Bayonet Charges!

2008-08-11T00:00:00.002+08:00

In They were Soldiers, there was a bayonet charge! And so, I'm addicted to knifes on the ends of M16s.

Although, the most iconic bayonet weapon has got to be the Muskets and the M1 Garands (WWII rifles).

Ok. Enough of that crap. On to my bayonet charge! (I always blog about myself...don't know why...) It's just promoting Military Krav Maga!

Rules, simple enough

-a stab to the centre body mass/head is DEAD (Asplode!)
-a stab else where is 1/2 dead
-a slash is also 1/2 dead, regardless
-No knifes are to make any hard contact.

and

-Using any other means (melee with fists, butt stock, etc.) are done until submission. (OUCH!)

So, the weak can now press the X at the top right corner of the screen.

We were decked out 12 vs 11. I was in the losing side.

Being myself, I bossed everyone until I was appointed General! (Just an in-game rank). I conceived an evil plan! I had Miller and co. on my team, we rock at military and strategies (MacDonalds Game! or is that Markdonalds...).

Plan Alphpha (no, the double "ph" was intentional, pronounced as seen)
-We mob them one by one.
-We would wait for the fastest runner to reach, then the other 5 of us jump out and stab that guy dead. And repeat for everyone else.

That worked very well until the game format was changed. We were playing something similar to "Capture the Flag".

Then we played Gung Ho.
-Alpha Bravo and Charlie. The lead of each company would attack. If they die, the following in command (other person in the company) would kill that bugger who killed the lead.

(I need this one in detail)
When the whistle blew (Why were we the Viet Cong!?), everyone stuck firm in the trench. In dramatic fashion, I took the flag just under the linen and waved it forward and shouted "CHARGEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!"

To avoid pissing people off, I shall say - Refer to the picture of a certain Führer (there was only 1) holding a Swastika-ed flag with an angel in the back ground, seeming very grand. IT IS IN ANY GOOD HISTORY TEXTBOOK!

I like the flag a lot, so I slung the M16 over my back and used the flag to whack the brains out of people.

The numbers [??/12] indicate the remaining enemies. It includes those slaughtered by other players. The {??/11} indicate the number of us killed.

First guy I met, Ken, he tried to stab me in the liver with his bayonet. Sensing the real (not real!) danger, I dropped my flag, dodged the gun and pulled it out of his hands. Ken pissed me off in the past. So, it's pay back. Instead of ramming the bayonet right into him (Ash had knocked him onto the ground), I used the stock and beat the crap out of him, until he gave up, which was 2 whacks. [1/12]{0/11}

Second guy was more of an unfriendly greeting. (I lost my flag! I think Miller stole it when I was whacking Ken). While running pass, I realised that he was not in my team, so I gave him a buttstroke right into the stomach (It 's usually done on the face). He fell over and gave up. [2/12]{2/11}

When Alpha (Ash & me) reached their trench, 3 of them suddenly jumped out, showing only the tip of their bayonets. I got past one and Roundhouse-ed his head. He gave up too. Ash had her bayonet in one of their mouths (Seriously, it was in his mouth). Where is the third!? A scream and a nasty poke from the back said that he was behind me. He could have got my head, but he stabbed my elbow (it hit my funny bone!) I turned and his bayonet was right between my eyes and closing in, but a low thud from Shughart's buttstock stopped the threat. [7/12]{4/11}

Amanda was killed already. According to Shughart, she had asked one of those brutally beaten by her brother if he was alright, when someone else stabbed her.

Sometime now, it was [7/12]{6/11} The remaining 5 were of course, the combatant part of the SSS Delta! (which is us, and we were all crowded and bunkered in their trench)

Chucked my M16 and grabbed the flag. Again, I stood half out of the trench and screamed "Gebühr!!!!!!" and all of the 5 other-team people turned and saw where we were. Worse still, they saw me proudly parading their captured flag, and Miller had our flag.

For those who don't know how it's played, Capture the Flag is when you go to your enemies' base and steal their flag. To score, you have to have both yours and your enemies' in your base.

So, there were 5 of us, both flags in their base but in the wrong hands. Realising how big of a dork I was, I ran the right flank (further) and sprinted with Miller toward our base, 200m away (Why was the field so big!?). The others broke formation and charged down the assaulters.

Horrors of Horrors! Of the 3 who charged in the latter charge, 2 got killed! Shughart (only guy) and Nat (Muscle girl)! Don't ask me how a blonde haired, blue eyed Österreicher girl disappears, but she did. There were 3 remaining attackers, prowling for me, Miller and Österreich.

Miller and I were bunker behind a big rock, flags laid on the ground to avoid detection. Then, of all big rocks, 3 of them waited on the other side of our rock. We could hear them discuss "where that Blonde girl went".

Then. Miller had a bright idea. We stuck their flag over the rock (the linen covering their view) and then I jumped out, screamed "Boo!" and whacked them with our flag. They refused to give up, so Miller and I made a finishing run for our base.

If you were panicking over where Österreich went, here it comes. With those guys hot on our heels (10feet?), we reached the start of our trench. Being an idiot, Miller hollered "Cualquier persona de origen??" meaning "Anyone home??" (in Spanish and in a horrible imitation of Starky). And suddenly (in mega high speed) a patch of blonde hair appeared followed by those deadly electric blue eyes. Bad part came with the staff the figure was holding.

Lets get this straight. Ash is a killer (killer killer killer) with a staff.

I relaxed expecting her to charge pass and kill those buggers on our tails, but, horrors! She sidelocked and tripped Miller, and base swept me. It worked VERY WELL. Both Miller and I were in a tangled heap (I mean every part of tangled and heap) on the ground. Luckily, those guys grabbed our flags and did not kill us.

Lets get another thing straight. Ash is a Rocket.

When Miller and I sorted out our body parts, Ash was strolling back from 50 feet with both flags. Trust me, it takes so long because the staff HURTS LIKE HELL. Luckily it was not the dagger.

We played more and caused more pain, but that'll take a while.

I win

2008-08-02T22:14:00.005+08:00

I win! I said I was going to already! (show off, show off)

My journey was filled with horrible pains and fights.

Actually, it's not as bad as you think

My camera's dead, and my USB ports don't accept anything!

Well, that's my life and computer's.

Lets see the fight listings.

It's always 3 rounds of 2mins. If a fighter wins 2, the match ends. A tied round results in Sudden Death (SS) where the first to score a point wins the round.

Not very wise, because people like myself - who like to KO others instead of winning by points - cannot delay our act.

2 warning to every point deduction.
common fouls
-Attacking under the belt
-Attacking the back
-Attacking the throat
-Illegal move [non-TKD (extreme, eg. Arm-bar)]

I was bloody seeded!

I was a III dan Black Belt! (See what I do with my free time?)
100000 hp
1000 mp
2 EXP

Match 1

Foster : Makutso (never tried to pronounce his name)
II dan Black Belt

Round I- 24 : 8
Round II-21: 10

Fouls 1W : 1W

Match 2

Foster : Cheng Han
I dan Black Belt

Round I- 21 : 16
Round II- 18 : 19 (WTF?!?!?!)
Round III- 22 : 17

Foul 1W : -1P

Match 3

Foster : Kenneth
II dan Black Belt

Round I- 20 : 22 (I was freaking out)
Round II- 18 : 18
SS- I WIN!
Round III- 24 : 20

Foul -1P : 1W

Semi Finals

Foster : Jason
III dan Black Belt

Round I - 18 : 20 (yes, I realised that I lost)
Round II - 21 : 19 (yes, tied)
Round III- ??,KO : ??

Foul 1W : -4P (WTF?!)

Finals (The Bomb)

Foster : Mohammad Alid
IV dan Black Belt (What's that on your belt!??!)

Round I - 14 : 12 (he's a defensive fighter, not my fault)
Round II - 4,KO : 2

Foul 0 : 0

See? I didn't have much trouble, although I injured my leg a few times.

Realise something? The Oriental Asians got beaten! and I faced a Malay and Caucasian for Finals and Semis. Weird, but I like it.

Until the Semis, it was normal. Then it got rough.

The match against Jason was hardest. He's a 6 foot giant! (Will, wasn't that what I called you?). On the first round, he was just lashing out. I blocked a few and countered a few ,but, the punchline, I lost that round.

The next round was pay back. I put in 110% of my effort to get above his belt. After the 15 : 12 point, he counter attacked and I got banged up very well. It got thrown to 17 : 19, then I was on a streak.

The last round was one which caused many disputes. After a while, I estimate the score to be around 14 : 16. Jason gave me a roundhouse into the face, but he was at a weird angle, although it struck hell hard. I could have chose to take a step back and cry, but I took a few steps back. Sometime now, he expects a fall and is returning to the mid point. Although, I didn't fall! So the match was still on. I shouted "Jason!" and started a run up, when he turned, I launched a Kung-Fu kick right into his face, 6 feet up. The impact actually took him off the ground , and threw him down 2 feet away from the impact zone.

Note- nothing illegal was done.
-I kicked him square in the face.
-The fight was still on
-Calling of names is legal

The Kung-Fu kick actually injured one of my upper leg tendons. I should have done the straight kick to the face, but for more effect, I folded the other leg and look what happened.

10 mins after he came to and was weeping (imagine a 6 foot giant crying), I went over and shook his hand and he said "Quite a lot of power for your size"

Then came the finals!

First round was horrible. He kept using his Pencak Silat and danced around. I jumped in with a straight kick (dropped the effects) but he blocked and struck me right in the hip. No foul, no pain but his hand would have hurt. He kept defending and hardly attacked except for a few straight punches.

Second round was a breeze. After a while, I decided to get my act together and win in style. After a few fakes, I launched a perfect Tornado kick into his head. He didn't fall, but he stumbled a little. Enough time for me to launch a reverse roundhouse into the other side of his head. Unlike the cool flying that was Jason, he just crumbled right down like a sack of potatoes where he stood. I think he was conscious enough to stop moving from the kick's impact, but after being still, he just drop straight down.

After making sure he was out (unlike Jason), I jumped around and hugged my team (many of which were not too keen on hugging my sweaty Gee.) then went to change.

Realised that I was supposed to have injured myself? Yes, it's coming up.

In the locker room, I happily chatted with Katie, in Deutsch! So, when his teammates came in, they wouldn't have understood what I was saying. I was chatting about my win over JASON. Then, they suddenly rushed me. Sensing danger (Spidey senses), I pushed Katie back and took them on. With my newly acquired IV dan Black Belt skills, I took them on. Got 3 of their noses (got = broke) and then I got nailed in the right leg. Just when I was about to fall and die, Will (6 foot giant!) entered the fight with style - a flying fore step kick. I think he broke the guy's knee. there was a sickening sound and then they carried their wounded away.

The rush of courage helped me back onto my feet. Then, I still win! Although we try not to tell the Game Master what happened. They started an illegal fight, we broke their bones. Should have used some MMA to break their elbows.

End results of the street fight-

They:
-3 broken noses (I broke them!)
-1 presumed broken knee (a flying 6 foot giant has some power)

We:
- -100 HP
- 1 scared girl

Our team got 3 medals!

My event
Maria's little girls event
the Team event.

Little girls event meaning- my event but for girls.

Quite a good day...

2008-07-07T22:22:00.003+08:00

I was about to blog about the 2008 Citi-Milk run , but I can't because the results aren't out yet.

So, what better thing to do than to kill the time with KRAV MAGA!

Ok. Not excatly Krav Maga. It's the two basics of Krav Maga and Tae Kwon Do.

It's like Bursting, but with the deadly TKD touch.

Instead of the high block and the punch, I have conditioned myself to something new!

Conditioned- You do the threating move, I instinctively mow you down.

Now that English classes have ended, it's time to tell you what I have been doing in the backyard!

Notice how Linus and Mark both do stupid charges at me? Well. Imagine some mugger in a dark alley who does that with a knife!

(Logic gap! Muggers would ask for $$, and not try to kill you just yet)

So, lets say some of Yaxly's men come after me (Yaxly is purely fictional! I promise!...yea right) ok enough of him.

(Logic gap no. 2, They would just shoot me from afar)

NEVERMIND! Say he lost all his fundings (I'm going to make it happen!) and they come after me with knives from their mum's kitchen drawer! They're going to have angry mums on their backs.

But that's alright with me, scenario set!

I respond to a complain of noisy dustbins in an alley, I reach there and free the cat stuck in it. As I'm heading for the only exit, they pop up! Knives in hand, they charge at me.

(my turn!)

I stay very still in a neutral stance. When he enters the striking zone, I jump diagonally to the left and use the lead jumping foot as the hitch and launch the kick right into the Solar Plexus!

Best part? I don't have to think! It just happens!

What happened to the Industrial Revolution!? WHY THE HELL IS SONAR STILL PICKING UP FISH!?

Reflections

2008-07-01T23:20:00.002+08:00

Gut muss ich zugeben, hat Deutschland verloren und ich habe meine Wette verloren.

Die Spanier spielten sehr gut, Torres und Fabregas nie sind erlaubt zusammen mehr.

Deutschland. Wir spielten Alle Stern!

Lahm, Klose, Podolski, Schweinsteiger, Ballack und Lehman!

Stimmen Sie, zu war Lehman eine sehr gute Wahl. Er hat für eine Änderung gearbeitet. Wenig gut spart, 1 (und nur 1!) Schraube auf.

Das war die 33. Minute. Obwohl es der Fehler von Klose ebenso war. Klose war in zwischen dem Ball und dem Torres. Dann ist Lehmann herausgekommen und hat es so gemacht aussieht, als ob er den Ball ergreifen wollte, aber dann [spekulierend]

Er hat gedacht, dass Klose es reinigen würde. Klose hat gedacht, dass Lehmann es erhalten würde! Deshalb Klose und Lehmann beide haben ab unterstützt! Welche Scheiße!?

Und dann SIE BLUTIGES U-BOOT AUS LAHM! WAS SIE MACHT, DENKEN Sie, dass SIE DOING?! SIND!

Dann wurde es erwartet. Deutschland hat verloren.

__________________________________________________

[For the Non-German speaking]

Well, I have to admit, Germany lost and I lost my bet.

The Spaniards were playing very well, Torres and Fabergas are never allowed together anymore.

Germany. We were playing All Star!

Lahm, Klose, Podolski, Schweinsteiger, Ballack and Lehman!

Ok, Lehman was a very good choice. He did work for a change. Few good saves, 1 (and only 1!) screw up.

That was the 33rd minute. Although it was Klose's fault as well. Klose was in between the ball and Torres. Then, Lehmann came out and made it look as though he wanted to grab the ball, but then [speculating]

He thought Klose would clear it. Klose thought Lehmann would get it! So Klose and Lehmann both backed off! What crap!?

And then, YOU BLOODY SUB OUT LAHM! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!

Then, it was expected. Germany lost.

__________________________________________________
Note- In utter upset-ness, I had to write it in half Österreichisches Deutsch and the other in Deutsch! Stop me, I dare you to.

Credits!

Österreich!...I couldn't "spell" 'spekulierend'
Österreich!...I'm a loser! I put SS instead of the Eszett (ß)!

Can you imagine the scene!?

Österreich!: No, it's Spekulierend, not Speculiarand!
Me: Sorry.....(softy) mom

Horrible!

Although, the eszett is not my fault.

Take the Edelweiss.

Directly translated into "Noble" (Edel) "White" (Weiss)

AND THEN WHAT'S "WHITE"?!

Weiß!

I win, go home.

But, as Miller pointed out (100000000x)

Weiss in Deutsch Deutsch means "know"

"Elder" "Know"...sounds...nevermind.

Savate is brutal, it's not meant to be used as a "cool tool".

2008-06-28T22:41:00.002+08:00

I want to drop MMA completely. It's dumb! At least for my (phony) believes!

My believe- Violence should only be used as a self-defense

"I shall never misuse Tae Kwon Do"
and
"I shall build a more peaceful world"

Ta-da! My believes!

It's part of the ITF pledge by the way, but (insider scoop) I never said it properly, so I don't have to observe it!

Krav Maga has no rules. Just beat that guy senseless, but it's taught as a self-defense technique.

Karate...I didn't pay attention until it came to the kicking and punching.

MMA- mostly made up of floor brawls! It contradicts every self-defense rule! You have the guy on the floor, and then you go in and Triangle (MMA move) him to death/broken elbow!

MMA= bad.

Choke hold- you're the damn attacker!

Tae-Kwon-Do suggests that you just let him kill you.

Karate requires a side elbow, a heel stomp (onto that guy's foot) and a back fist right smack in the face.

Krav Maga teaches to reach back and poke the guy's eyes (he will release because it's human instinct) get up and kick him in the nuts. Think it's gay? We'll see who's the gay when the he turns up infertile.

I have realised that Krav Maga is the easiest to pick up, and the most efficient (I realised a long time back)

It's instinct to reach for weak and sensitive areas.

TKD...well, it's a little (only a little!) off instinct.

Karate requires a bit of training to maintain calm and do against human instinct.

Krav Maga!

Best part's to come

(Don't worry, it's not a Rick Roll)
TKD- Tornado Kick

Any Questions?

2008-06-27T21:42:00.003+08:00

Guess what!? A guy just came up to the door step and was raising funds for a guy with down syndrome! Is that scary!? That's a nightmare! I feel very awkward when facing that guy. So, after talking about the ice cream they were selling, they said "Could you ask your parents if they're willing to help this boy?" and I think [why my parents?!].

I couldn't ignore them (as suggested by Clarissa -PWNED!-) because they rung the doorbell and I opened the door, strolled out to the gate and casually leaned against Dad's Mercedes. And then, I found out that they weren't my friends!

After a stressful monologue by that guy, I completely didn't know what to do so I just took out my wallet, and gave them my ONLY (ONLY ONLY ONLY) $20 bill! They come by every pink moon! Yes, I can spare you a $2, $5, $10, $50 note, JUST NOT MY $20 BILL!

But the main highlight of my post, is this!

Click Me

Self Defense

2008-06-17T01:15:00.002+08:00

Recently, I have been very crazy and paranoid about being attacked. Come to think of it, I really do want to be attacked because I am a morbid kid and want to beat people dead.

I'm more into protecting people actually.

Martial Art's first rule- Only use violence as a last resort

I live by that rule. As violent as I seem, I really seldom hit people. Do you believe? NO!? WANT TO GET BASHED UP?!

When in a fight most of us (people mentioned in rest of post) remain composed and use proper styles to fight.

That aside, I shall talk about something I like more

Things to stop yourself from needing to use direct contact/force

a-AVOID A FIGHT!
b-Be aware of your surrounding
c-Do not let fear take over

a- It's obvious. To avoid death, avoid getting stabbed. To avoid getting stabbed, STAY AWAY FROM SOMEONE WHO HAS A KNIFE.

b- Be aware. You may think that a big parking lot's very safe. In broad daylight! Take note of the van beside you that may potentially hold 10000000 kidnappers.

c-When attacked, do not struggle/ shake your body for fun (?!) Think of where the guy is, how many and a potential escape strategy (eg. how/where to attack and where to go from there)

3 Basic steps to self defense.

1-Stop the immediate threat
2- Disable the attacker
3- Run like hell

1-It's obvious, a choke-hold and you would want to get some room to breathe and remove that hand.

2- Kick that guy in the nuts, punch his face, etc. You want to stop him from following you in your 3rd step

3- RUN LIKE BLOODY HELL

Scenarios! I love them!

I'm a mixed Martial Artist!
[Tae-Kwon-Do (TKD), Krav Maga, Karate & Marine Martial Arts (MMA)]

I shall ask Miller/Jenny about Savate.

If a guy was at 2 feet, to knockout (in favorable conditions)-

TKD- Front step kick (push), Vertical Scissors.
Krav Maga- Buttstroke! (M16 butt, that is)
Karate- Highkick
MMA-Spinning back kick

I would personally use the TKD method.

Savate-

Miller- High Kick
Jenny-Front Kick Chasse Bas, Street stomp

I think I know why the different answers. Miller's just Miller, Jenny's a girl and so swinging a kick to the temple is not very feminine.

I just thought about something very funny. 2 thing actually. First, I thought about measuring 2 feet with 2 Subway sandwiches and secondly, attempting the Buttstroke with a human butt!

HAHAHAHAHAH ok enough fooling around.

There is actually almost no difference between the Karate and Savate high kick. Both involve a bent knee and a sudden snap of the knee to bring the feet into the guy's face very fast.(E=MC^2)

And then comes an enemy at 5 feet.

TKD- Tornado kick! (My favorite!)
Krav Maga-Shoot the damn guy!
Karate-Step forward (...) and High kick ( ... x2)
MMA-Shoot the damn guy again!

I would use, of course, the Tornado kick

Savate- Take a step forward and refer to the 2 feet guide.

Savate is meant as self-defense and so has very little reach. It was an olden day French street fighting style which means guns weren't heard of and so reaching-attacks were not developed.

Karate is also a self-defense technique which does not believe in pursuing an enemy to kick his ass. It is also old and so guns were not invented.

MMA and Krav Maga are Military fighting techniques, so if you can fire your M16, better do so rather than going in and bashing the guy with your gun's butt. And, if you run of ammo, you would be rushing away and only stopping to handle a guy 2 feet from you, in your way. If he's firing his AK47 at 20 yards, let him shoot and run like hell. MMA is actually very similar to Wrestling with "Floor Brawls" where you try to dislocate/break/make-pain your opponent when he is on the ground.

Krav Maga is like a mix of Savate and MMA. It is still street fighting and it still uses military weapons. I think Krav Maga is ruthlessly efficient, most efficient of all.

TKD is very good for fighting another trained guy. He grabs your leg, you do a 540 kick. You turn around seemingly to run, then you do a Rear Horse kick. Krav Maga, he comes close, you punch the hell out of him; no further explanation needed.

Now for some real fights.

First we have Clarissa Lee (silence) with her special "Phone Call" style!

Guy: Come here! [drags her to a dark corner]
She: Uncle! Wait arh, I make phone call first
[dials my number]
She: Ha-lo? Jeremy arh? You know arh, got this chee ko pei want to make me go to the corner leh! He so smelly some more!
She: He think he va-lly funny leh
She: Ok lah, you faster come hor, he say he bored ready

Then, we have Jenny. She is funny because her style from Savate is so different from Miller's brutal whacking. The girl in her and the (mad) boy in Miller...

I have never seen her being attacked by a "chee ko pei" and don't want to either. I think I'll fall flat on the floor in dead faint. Some how Savate not only got across the English Channel, but also to Germany (Miller). Funny enough, both of them learnt Savate as a true form of street self-defense, I understand for Jenny, but what does Miller think he needs Savate for?!

(Most would remember this school fight)

Johnathan was messing with...I forgot who

I have to tell it as a story. I'm very lousy at Savate and Jenny's very lousy at remembering things.

John (short form) was waving his stupid stick when Jenny calmly walks into the 6 meter diameter clearing and pulls his arm to the side, side locked his arm with his very weapon and 1 knee to the gut, 1 knee to the Solar plexus and he just crumbled!

Fancy that- a ton of seniors and it takes a primary 1 girl in a skirt to go over and knee the wind out of him. I would have done something too! Well...I was a little slow...

Lets examine Miller and myself fighting. You don't need to know when/where/why we were fighting, but we were. We didn't fight each other by the way.

First, Savate! The guy (the bulk you you should remember) came over and tried to use his moobs (man boobs) and squeeze Miller's head. Miller had to be brutal so he used 3 different Savate styles. First was the "Directe Fouete directe Jab Kick" a light quick punch, a light kick to the gut and a solid 3rd punch to the temple. Then, it was the "Pointe Au Foie" a light punch to confuse the guy and a strike to the liver with the right foot. I think he missed and hit a rib. Before anything could happen, it was the "Back leg swipe" and it was the ground for that guy.

Then, it was time to access MY fight!

I managed to fool that loser into doing a Front kick,540kick. I did the front kick, then the 540. He did the 540, and I laughed and taunted him again. He then realised the front kick. So, as he did it, I shot forward and did the Rear Horse kick. Best of all, he was midway in his 540 when my kick his him square in the chest, because he was flying, he flew into the ground, HARD. Wanting more pain, I let him recover (MMA has the largest array of "floor-brawls"). Playing more, it was the Vertical Scissors and while he clutched his face, a Tornado kick for good measure. I could have done the Triangle and he would have broken much more.

See? I'm not THAT violent!

PAssion Run 2008

2008-06-09T21:31:00.002+08:00

It was flawed from the start! (Remember this phrase)

First, my sleeping habits. from 2100 (Day Before) to 0530 (Race Day) I did not sleep AT ALL. I know you may think it's inflated (because inflation's very trendy now) but no, I have a habit of sleeping at 0700-1500 on some days.

Because I'm a loner, I love the quiet of night to prowl around and jump on things.

So,

Flaw no.1- NO SLEEP AT ALL

Next, I was running on an empty stomach.

After walking out of bed at 0530, I was shivering (why?!) and did not feel at all like eating.

I ate a slice of bread...

Flaw bank:
1-No sleep
2-Malnutrition

Next comes the largest factor. At the 5km turn back mark, I tore some crappy cartilage in my knee.

In Lehman's terms- I broke my knee.

Let me put everything into a time line.

[0000mins]- Start of race, 0km (This is the bench mark) (The distances are according to race signs)

[-circa 6 months]- I pull my knee tendons

[-600]- I happily lie in bed thinking of what I should do when I win (I was being cocky and dreaming big).

[-150] I disarm my alarm clock and flip out of bed to wash up.

[-120] I take modest bites out of my slice of bread

[-40] Warm ups. I could feel a little strain on my knee, but I assume it's nothing

[00] Flag off, I surge ahead

[??] 1km. I was within the front 6/7

[XX] 2km. My stomach lets off an ominous growl and I start to feel like sleeping

[XX+3] I feel hunger, my eyes start to flutter. I knew I've lost.

My pace drops drastically here. Try sprinting/running fast when your stomach feels completely empty.

[First water point]- I slow down, grab a cup and bring it to my face, I gulp into my mouth what seems like a huge mouthful of water. It was a water+air mixture and I choke and start coughing.

[Second Water Point]- 100 Plus, walked for the time needed to drink half the cup before chucking it

[ca. 3.8km] - Turn back point, 100m ahead! I think "wow", I didn't slow by that much then...

[4.2km]- No turn back, sign saying "Water Point, 100m

[Third Water Point]- I grab a cup and drink all of it hoping that it would solve my stomach, to no avail.

[Turn back, 5km]- I think "Well, that's half done, I should speed up now". Right at that moment, I feel a tiny notch in my knee split right open upwards.

Let me make that easier. Imagine a piece of paper being pulled apart with force, then imagine I cut a tiny notch on the edge. What will happen? Yes, the piece of paper will tear right up along the grain.

Keep that in mind, and change the piece of paper to my knee.

(Detailed)
As I land, I feel this "curtain" tear upwards RIGHT OPEN

This "Curtain" was somewhere behind the knee cap, infront of the main knee joint (Where the Femur meets the shin bones). Instead of bouncing off on my left foot on that step, the leg just collapsed but because of my cadence, my right foot landed and brought me back up before I fell.

As I recovered from the near-fall, I groan in pain and hop to the side on my right foot. Because of the adrenaline, I didn't feel too much pain and the race was all I was thinking about. So, after taking a few ginger steps, I continue running. Now with 3 flaws, I slowed drastically and had to limp/walk at every km.

Sweat got into my eyes making me tear.

So, I was limping along with a grimace and tearing. All the medics and first aiders would approach me thinking that I needed help, because what they see is a boy limping along with pain and crying.

When I passed the finish line, I felt like face-planting into the ground but it was muddy.

When I finished a few verbal replays of my knee injury, suddenly (and I mean suddenly) it got VERY painful.

Later that day, it got worse.

I usually wake at 1300, but today, I woke at 1045! Why? Because my left leg was pinned under my right and I moved down, stretching my hamstring, pressuring my knee until the pain woke me up and I untangled myself.

The timings were all way off and everyone was arguing that the distance was off, including on the MR25's website.

PAssion Run / GTA San Andreas

2008-06-03T23:26:00.009+08:00

The PAssion Run's coming up! And guess what?! I'M RUNNING! Doesn't take a genius...

Now. 10km. I am targeting sub 45.

My target is very well calculated. Let me shed some light on how.

I take my 2.4 timing. 9:32 (at my fastest so far). Take the % improvement from my previous 12:31 and then put that to my 10km!

Take the improvement to be V

That was what I was planning to do!

Then, disaster! Aine ran a PB! so, I took [(60xV)x0]+45=45!

[(C x V) x 0] + M = M

V= percentage of improvement
C=Previous timing
M= Back-of-mind target

So, that's how you make accurate targets.

Who failed my A Math!?

And, I bought the 903!

So, I have the 901,902 and now the 903!

And, the 902 and 903s were both new when I bought them, only 1 colour was available!

901-Blue/grey
902-Candy red/white
903-Yellow

All bright colours. Coupled with my running jersey (Blue/white) and running shorts (Black/white), I am a running pallet!

I qualified for MR25 (Elite running club) I refuse to show my certificate, but just bear this in mind. I QUALIFIED!

Reflections

My previous 10km race was the Real Run 2007. Somewhere in December.
I felt like a big shot when I did an hour. Then, came the "Big Bang"

Aine suddenly joined us every Sunday. This HI Training lasted until about now. It was at it's peak from December-March. My 2.4km time dropped from 12:31 to 9:32 Three whole minutes (2:59 for the troublemakers) it may not seem much, but it's very hard to achieve.
______________________________________________

On to the second part.

My GTA Character was just given a camera with unlimited film! And better still, the pictures are stored to a windows file!

See? Cool eh?

But that's where my dark side gets reviewed. See for yourself
Oh no! Some one's bleeding! Luckily the other guy's still alive!
[Other Guy meets me]
Dude, you sleeping!? On Ketchup!?
She: Want a good time , baby?
Me: No
Memory test! Who is she?
Did you get the right answer? If no, shoot yourself

Then, I was on to sight seeing and taking pictures of guy's favorite things (wink wink)
Ta-da! Don't all guys love another ugly guy on a bike?!
... Don't worry, I didn't kill him...Serious!

...see? I really didn't
This guy sped past me VERY fast, I was pro enough to picture him!

Then, I decided to stop by China Town, when a cop sped right past me and rammed my hood before falling off and his bike rolled down the hill. Being a cop, he doesn't like littering, so he went to pick up his bike.

Sehr Gut!
And with time, he reached his bike. The picture's so bright because a flash of lightning flashed just as I took the picture. (You can see the taxi in both pictures, it was trying to move out of the way)
DISASTER! Did someone kill Super Cop!? No! He just picked up his bike, when it was on 2 wheels, it rolled back and while mounting it, he fell off!
Getting upset with his lousy bike, Super Cop made for a car! Good choice, the more wheels the merrier!
Incriminating picture of Super Cop!
We see you still
He's in! Has Super Cop finally got a proper vehicle to buy dough nuts in?
Maybe not. Yes, that's Super Cop being unglamorously expelled from the vehicle he stole.
Super Cop's revenge! He's got back up!

After that, the action moved round the corner and I couldn't see it plus, I was ran over by a gang car!
Not many people get shots like this. Notice that I am looking right at the barrel of the gun, and there's a flower shape flash from it.

Didn't have much time to gay about with the system today.

Revamp II

2008-05-30T17:45:00.002+08:00

Ok folks, if you haven't realised yet, I changed the main picture on my blog!

Why, you ask; because I feel like doing it and have nothing better to do.

I took a grand total of 3.5 hours to complete it.

2300-0200 Thursday/Friday

30 mins of minor adjustments and then UPLOAD!

The average Joe may think that I really should get a job for the summer break, but no, I did this after lots of pressure from a Certain few ranks (Major-Sergeant) worth of idiots bugged me to.

Now, the main attraction was actually meant to be the Flags, but looking at this, it looks more like GTA San Andreas stole the stage. Know what? I'M NOT GOING TO CHANGE IT!

Flags!
Top left, Austrian flag with the Austrian Crest (for Österreich)

Top right, Royal Navy! I used it in place of the standard Union Jack because it has the Union Jack, and we aren't exactly from Wales.

Bottom right, Germany Flag! For Miller and his girlfriend (*giggle giggle*)

Bottom left, French Flag, Österreich's birth place I like the colours too.

Funny eh? Österreich is famed for being Austrian, but she was born in France, bred in England.

Julie Andrews from The Sound of Music in the picture where there's this woman in a very fashionable outfit.

Mythbusters! Nothing much to say about it....

Edelweiss! Contrary to popular believe, the Edelweiss is actually a flower. The song was about the flower, the flower came first. Seriously speaking, it isn't the prettiest flower on Earth, but it's Österreicher! and it's weird looking.

And the sailing boat...the Laser Pico! (Check blog title)

On a more serious note, the KIA patch. For our recent loss and for the millions lost in war.

Then, Saving Private Ryan! WWII movie, one of the best I'd say.

And then Black Hawk Down. Blackburn just fell out of the chopper and is nearly dead. (No actual Blackburns were killed in that movie)

Next, my favorite, Tae-Kwon-Do! I've mastered the Tornado kick. A spin+ a midair round house kick. Not very practical for me. If FA (FatAss) attacks me again, that kick would either be too hard to pull off in the given space, or I may cause a concussion and get expelled! Although lawfully speaking, that would be part of self-defense, but the educational system is screwed anyway...

Ace Combat! This is for all the hardcore guys and girls of Ace Combat...

The only propeller plane, the Spitfire Marine! WWII British plane. Played a huge role in the Battle of Britain.

GTA San Andreas! My new way of killing-without-killing.

Then the gigantic Mansion in Manchester! (Arsenal for Life!)

And Skydiving! My favorite! Bungee jumping can kiss my ass!

Now for the smaller objects I put in just to waste space and piss people-with slow computers-off.

The tarnished cross somewhere left of the GTA picture. That's the Victorian Cross, the highest military medal given out by the Queen herself! (Heck the medal! Give me the Queen!...her fortune, that is)

I know, I had to put it. Scooby Doo! I like it, got any problems?

Below that is how Interpol thinks Mas Selamat looks like after plastic surgery.

Anyone spotted my Stretched yet!??! Well, it's a stretched...

The guns!

The big gun with a belt of bullets is the FN MINIMI, LMG
The Assault rifle with seemingly 2 barrels is the M16 with the M203 Grenade Launcher below.
And the pistol/handgun is my silenced 9mm. Makes a sci-fi laser gun sound when it fires.

That leaves me with Sponge Bob Square Pants and Mama Mia. Go Google up what they are.

II

2008-04-20T21:48:00.002+08:00

This is a continuation from the previous post since dad formed me to pretend to sleep.

And, we played more!

Once something this cool happens, we have to play for years at a go.

So, to bully the system further more, we played

"Out of Fire"

"Destroy all enemy fighters parked in the base"

So, as I have found out when playing around with the Fenrir, I realised that 1 well placed LSWM is enough to complete the mission.

1 LSWM, no missiles, no bullshit

So, we had to summon the Ace to bash it down within seconds. The Fenrir (Zulu) flew around firing those sub-snail pace cannons. Alfa flew to the North and "swacked" (smack+whack) the hell out of those idiots. Then, we congregated above the run way, chasing the stupid ace - A-6E ARI. It was the easiest kill I've had so far with an Ace. (Other than the F4E Mantra). The guy seemed to realise that we were ALL after him. Imagine all the best aircraft in the game after your noob-ish piece of junk. Everyone broke formation except Panzer. NOT my stooge.

Foxtrot seldom gets such easy aces, Lima acted on "animal" instincts, Kilo claimed that she had the best firing position that's why she assumed that she was to splash the Ace, Zulu had killed NOTHING, I went after it as COLONEL! Panzer just flew wing woman through the whole scramble.

He dived toward the hills and then turned into a climbing left turn, before he did the death spiral with inclusive flaming plane.

Then, Miller fired the LSWM at the middle C-5 plane and a huge boom, and many mistimed computer animations later, mission complete.

Record time, 2 mins lapsed from spawning to total havoc!

Then, we played

"Pinned Down"

"Keep attacking enemies from destroying Davis Unit"

So, after a quick briefing from myself, we broke off to the different areas of idiots.

We decimated their numbers so quickly, the Ace craft (F-14D SAVANNA) and the C-17 spawned at the same time. Again, our formation was smashed to confetti while everyone rushed for the Ace (no one cared about the useless star plane). Alfa won by 2 miles. Then, both of us turned retarded for a second, just enough time to speed past the ace without realising. Then, half S split-ted to the Ace's 6 o clock as it engaged Lima (he leaves his sister behind...ALWAYS!) Got a good long burst to splash it as Lima's missiles were inches from it.

Then, "Operation X"

"-"

Everyone except Kilo and Foxtrot has passed it on their first try (NO BRIEFING!) surprised that Zulu did it actually... :p

Damned pesky ADF (FALKENs) (to avoid confusion with MY FALKEN) had to be black as well (Mine's black because I'm an emo-kid and love black) Then, while they shot at Zulu, I rose from 2 o'clock low and......overshot that bandit. Zulu was screaming for his wing woman (Kilo) to do something. She, and everyone else, was occupied with a particular Fenrir on Foxtrot's tail. So, Zulu dived right through our cross fire (Allies to Bandit's tail) to hopefully get noticed, but to no avail. Everyone kept on Foxtrot's tail. Then, as an act of kindness, I broke off to chase the stupid ADF. Zulu then went into the "dud missile" move.

Basically, an RPG that got it's tail fins jammed.

Lehman terms- fly around very fast in random directions

couldn't get a proper shot in. Then, The ADF turned retarded and I got my chance to aim my TLS (it was too fast to catch up with). Pulled on the Yaw to get the pepper set on his tail.
(you know what happens next)

After getting bored with Shughart's break through, we played Multi-player.

We tried the "Finger-four" formation.

...................BASHER
........Panzer...................Lima
...................................................Kilo

(somewhere around)
...Foxtrot................................Zulu

I was lead, Panzer was my winger, Lima was Element Lead and Kilo was the 2nd winger.

Foxtrot and Zulu were to fly near us to rescue us if it screwed up.

The Finger-Four was basically, Leader goes on the offensive, Element lead is to take the Lead position if the Lead is compromised (eg. Shot down/ gun malfunction)

I was Lead, because I am the Colonel

Panzer was my winger because I don't think anyone else could have stuck in proper formation when things get bad.

Sorry, Major, the Captain's better.

Kilo was there because of the MiG's Air-Air superiority compared to the F-15S/MTD.

Then, I briefed everyone with 1 phrase "Fly Finger-Four, when compromised, scream and fly away ASAP".

It's very fun to watch a formation break up. Bravo would hold together (because Miller's got a girlfriend! *immature giggling*) Charlie sticks together because the Shugharts are Shugharts. Alfa sticks together because we both have nowhere to go! :'(

So, we flew around and then Lima suddenly swears scary-ly and his face turns stone. Panzer (human binoculars) found out why. 2 Aircraft called "Larsson" 1 and 2 . He knew them. Suddenly, he broke formation VERY quickly and sped off to the Bandit. Foxtrot followed (although truthfully, she wouldn't do much) both their eyes flamed brighter than my A/Bs. then, at the climax of the situation, trust Miller to defuse it.

[Shugharts fly off, Delta tries to keep up, Charlie attempts to shake us]

Shughart: (#%^$@) ^1000000
Me: Was Sie doing?! Sie müssen helfen sind
[ Shugharts ignore me :'( ]
Miller: So...I GET ELEMENT LEAD?!
Me: Right, Kilo, Element lead, Zulu, winger.

Miller was so upset. Then, the Larssons turned on Charlie and the other sub companies. They were good as hell. Lima explained that they were good friends at first so good, he was called "Larsson 3" and he picked out all his skills from them. Then, they did something horrible to the Shugharts.

So, Charlie smashed straight into the two YF-23A Black widow II. One (the girl) fell along with Foxtrot. Then, Lima flew extremely aggressively to the other Bandit. He managed to do the (sorry Shughart) most prefect Barrel+Vector roll I have ever seen. Those guys were aces.

Lima lost all sense of tactics. Miller whispered a consideration of jumping onto Shughart and banging his PSP broke. Then, Lima blew up. My eyes shot open, eyeballs sprung out before reassembling itself. They took Lima.

Then, our "brotherhood" spirits kicked in. I made a beeline for Victor2 , and gave him a few rounds of my Vulcan. He then realised that I was Basher, a Panzer was trailing and Shughart was Lima = we were allies. He sped off and when I was within gun range, and at 300m, he half S split down to Earth. I expected him to crash because of his low attitude. I bet anything he crapped himself when he pulled out of the split just in the nick of time. So, ignoring his flashy moves, I just corkscrewed to his 6. He flew VERY LOW. Bet he was using his superb flying skills to make me crash.

Psychology was right. I turned hero when chasing that bandit.

We flew a crazy windy path when, 4 missiles strafed by his left wing. Foxtrot was doing hit and runs, ignoring the radar lock but blindly firing at him. (AND NOT CARING THAT I MAY BE HIT!). Panzer lost us after a while (I was just about to lose him too).It was hard to get her back. I would go "Southing course 6...7..wait..6" we moved too quick to get his position properly.It was him versus me.

Then, Lima flew in and joined our life and death dance at 33 m above ground. Kilo stayed up in the air because if she stalled (easy to), she would fall straight down and crash. Zulu knew he would never keep up. Panzer caught back up and joined in the Maneuver Madness. Foxtrot was blindly shooting at the mess of planes below.

Then, Vic1 (the stupid girl) came up from behind and shot Lima until he did the rarest thing possible. He panicked and crashed. The two Larssons then asked us to back off because the problem was between them and the Shugharts. BULLSHIT! I ordered Panzer(I got fierce) to take Vic1 (girl v girl) and I went after Vic2 (boy v MAN! (me)).

He would fly right into the face of a mountain before jerking out very hard at the last moment, hoping for a lapse of concentration.

Then, he finally succeeded in tricking me. He flew right into a communications line and pulled into a climbing left turn. I saw it and WOULD HAVE gone "WHAT THE [insert vulgarity of choice]" but, I banked right and pulled up to that idiot's 6 o clock and gave him a blind burst. 1 shot hit. he was red, 3 shots from death. At the same time, tracers flew past me. 1 very inaccurate Foxtrot, or so I thought.

He flew straight forward (attempting to out fly the FALKEN!??!) and I used my TLS (I know he wanted me to fire off my missiles before he turned on me while I was defenseless) I didn't want to give him any lock on warnings, so I aimed my TLS pulled on the York and Yaw until he suddenly thundered right into my face (kamikaze) I dropped in a 65 degree and Pounder Crested into his 6 o clock again. He then dived and sped through the most dangerous portion of the map (in a 30m wide canyon). He kept out of my TLS, he knew that with the action going on, I wouldn't pull the trigger fast enough to shoot him when the peppers centered. Should have got the auto-guns system.

Then, in a last bid to escape, he took his only option, and dived to pick up speed before jetting straight up to out climb me. I figured it out before he climbed, so I fired my TLS right into where he would fly through. He evaded (he's damn good) to the left, but 1 last hard pull on the Yaw, I splashed that backstabbing asshole.

Shughart was so damn shocked and almost in disbelieve that I could take down his "Master" when the latter was playing his best.

[rewind 1 dogfight]

Panzer C Hooked away from me and Vic2 to get on Vic1's tail, but Vic1 realised it and climbed out of range. Shughart calls Vic1 a bitch, quite funny.

Lima: Bitch on your 6!

So, Panzer climbed after the Black Widow II. Then, the Widow Dived (About the time I missed the telecom-post). The Widow then opened up on my climbing plane. So, it wasn't an inaccurate Foxtrot. It was an accurate bitch. Then, Vic1 (not too nice to keep calling her bitch. Once or twice is fine) slammed the brakes. Panzer (my new heroine) spun into a vertical loop-the-loop to bleed speed and stay on Larsson's tail within seconds. Then, Vic1 attempted (I think) to take me down, so bitch flew into the canyon as well. Very funny to think of.

-Panzer->...-Vic1->...............-BASHER!->...-Vic2->

Then, Vic1 swapped canyon (fly just above the first canyon and drop down into the other in 1 second). Panzer was temporarily stunned (how did that happen!?). (Miller had put his plane on auto and was watching Panzer's fight. Foxtrot and Kilo were watching mine through my screen).

Panzer then did the reverse stand to counter Vic1s up S split. Reverse stand (keep your nose in 1 point while the bottom of your fuselage swings across with your nose as a pivot point). I taught her that, although she never could do it right, but hers was perfect.

Then, when the jets were at a sweet spot, Panzer splashed Vic1 with 2 XLAAs at extreme close range. (just as I realised Vic2's dive/climb move)

.............Vic1
.................\
...............Panzer
....................\

Then, the Shugharts smiled and laughed about how they found better friends...of course!

(Ace Combat X) + Geeks = ?

2008-04-20T00:26:00.004+08:00

So, brush up on your math folks! Because, yesterday, 2 Quantum Leaps were made. A day in history to be noted, because,

1) Miller finally got the Gyro-reader 102035987 working
2) Shughart, my new boyfriend, has finally hacked AC into multi-player campaigns!

The Gyro-Reader 102035987 was named by Miller, he's now working (ON MY $$ !) to rescale his pistons and use MY suggestion of the potent metal, Mercury!

And, the best break through, capable of winning the 1000000th spot in the "world's most famous break through", Multi-player campaign!

Does anyone realise how cool that is?

Miller and I were resting (he was sleeping!) while Shughart fiddled with a soldering iron and the mother board of the PSP, suddenly, he goes "I've got it!" (I was extremely sleepy!) I got "got what?" and he goes, it's working! Then, Miller jumps up, slips on the pillow he was sitting on, and falls back down. After some gay-ish celebrations (NO ELABORATIONS!) I went home.

2 hours later, Shughart calls, I pick it up and he screams in German "In Ihrem Gesicht!" then, I only caught "Viele.....Ich bin zu klug", then I knew he got it.

So cool! Then, within moments, all gathered and whipped out our favorite gadget...our PSPs

And, as always with Shughart, he either gets it and perfects it within minutes, or he doesn't get it at all.

So, it was flawless. FLAWLESS!

Foxtrot finally got the F-15S /MTD

So, as a test, we played "Striking Point" (Diff.- Normal)

Destroy all the enemies in the alloted time.

We spawned in the "Idiotenreihen" formation. Miller instinctively shouted "Idiotenreihen!" And banked out. Then, we flew toward the first Rendez-vous spot and, we did dive bombing since none of us had guided bombs.

Climbed at a 85 degress angle 2 miles to the target point. Zulu had to fly inverted (nothing better to do) and Lima had to spiral up 5000ft, everyone cut power to a stall before nosing down into the target cluster. I put my sights on the tent cluster and , at exactly the same time, the first bomb-S in a multi-player campaign were dropped.we stall-fall-ed to the target to watch the 2 FAEBs and 2 BDSPs explode in the most amazing show of Shughart's ingenuity. (Panzer had XLAAs and Zulu didn't waste his LSWM)

It was also VERY funny to watch the incredible explosions and the 10+ white dots disappear from the radar.

Then, the AH-64 choppers were only noticed when our 6 jets fell past them. We were stalled to watch the munitions go off and the AH-64s will shit themselves when they punched in the numbers into their calculators. 6, instead of a maximum of 3 (1 player 2 computer).

Then, Lima lighted his cannons and splashed a chopper while the Fenrir used it's dual (SLOW) cannons to finish off the other one.

Then, We split up, 2 "bombers" to 1 "fighter". The Fenrir was considered a fighter. Foxtrot and I were to get rid of the Vic-Formation 2 with Panzer as our fighter to rid of those pesky F-16Cs and F/B-22 Concepts. The rest rushed off to Vic-Formation 3. With experience, I instructed Foxtrot to bomb the T point in the enemy's formation. She strafed past (to avoid the AA and SAMs) and nose downed to aim at Ground Zero, then, a streak and an explosion. She had forgotten to select bombs and just fired a missile into the ground with no effects. I had seconds to react if we wanted to make the kill in one strafe. (I was trailing Foxtrot) I nose downed to 65 degrees (the horizon was 0 degrees) and dropped the FAEB before doing a half S split right towards the only launcher that will not be destroyed by the bomb. Guned it down before Vector rolling to the 6 o clock of the F-16C on Panzer's tail, splashed the former and...I rock!

Sped off towards the other company to watch them get rid of the last tank in the mission. Then, only the aircraft remained. Good thing about the set up of the games was that friendly fire doesn't do damage. So, I flew right into the AV-8s, F/B-22 Concepts and F-16Cs and did the stall pancake turn baiting technique, and notsurprisingly, the planes clustered around me then, the LSWM blew up, scattering all planes at a range of 3000m of me, those with in 3000m of me were splashed. The MPG dropped by 3/4. Then, it was free for all. 6 stricken jets to 6 powerful, cool looking, VERY powerful, VERY cool looking jets. Then, we aren't telepathic, all of us sped out toward the same AV-8.The FALKEN was the fastest jet, but the XLAA was the missile with the furthest range. When I saw the missile launch from the SU 37, I did a half S split toward the AV-8 trailing us, a 2 second burst later, and I've got a bandit kill. While the rest caught up, I sped off toward a 3 plane zone, expecting lots of kills, I readied my missiles, then, 3 smoke trails from behind! I sighed and turned toward a F/B-22 Concept. Before I could pull the cannon's triggers, an XLAA streaked overhead.

Panzer took all 4 kills I was aiming for; because, "Missiles are faster than planes"- Shughart (guess which one).

Then, we played "False Target" (Diff.- ACE)
(Shughart got us unlimited gun ammo on ace difficulty missions)

Locate and destroy all enemy transport planes before they leave the combat zone.

Easy enough. Again, we HAD to spawn in the Idiotenreihen formation. I opted to fly to the furtherest corner (because of my speed) and so, I covered the West exit, Panzer had the South and Kilo the North (The transport planes would not fly into enemy territory). Lima, Zulu and Foxtrot flew just with in radar range of each other, casting a drag net over the area. Then, Zulu exclaims "Target-Bandit ,6km Combat Zone border, West" My brain suddenly clicked. That's my cue! I jetted as fast as I could to the plane. The T-B was 3 km from the Border when my Vulcan sent it's burning wreckage through to the other side.

Then, Panzer softly "comments" "Bandit, West end, South border, held up". Means,

------------------------------------------------------------------
.....................^....................................................^
................Bandit 1..............Panzer->............Bandit 2

I then charge for the bandit (spotted Zulu speeding for it), ordered Lima to cover the West border. It was the Fenrir against the FALKEN! I had the edge on the XLAAs but Zulu was a full 3km ahead of me and our speeds only differed 0.5/10 points. Risked a potential death-spiral move. I sprayed (shot extremely inaccurately) my Vulcan and it worked! Zulu barrel rolled to the "bandit's" 6 o'clock, but he only brought the distance difference to 1km. Because player's guns have greater range than the computer's guns.

-Player/Computer
gun radius- 0.3m/10m
gun range- undefined/500m

So, Zulu thought a bandit was behind him, close behind him.

Then, I got to XLAA range before he did to CM range.

All happened within 12 seconds of Panzer's warning. Miller got upset and gave the lamest excuse possible- "My hands are spoilt!"

Then, we played "End of Deception II"

"Destroy all Alect Fenrirs"

Alect squadron = 1/2 ( SSS Delta)

Alect Squadron - 1/2(SSS Delta) = 0

or

Yaxely Company < Alect Squadron < 1/2 SSS Delta

MATHS ROCKS!

ok.

So, we had to first, destroy the Energy transmitter to disable their stealth system; but we decided to try to take down the Fenrirs before the bombing window opens. And if it does, I will speed to it; virtually impossible to reach on time if the count down begins when I start leaving for the Energy Transmitter. So, erring on the side of caution, we posted Foxtrot who happily flew around the E. plant ready to bomb it if we fail.

The Fenrir LOVES GUNS. We realised because they have 2 guns, they like using it. Miller used a green Fenrir to avoid confusion with the Black Alect Fenrirs when they turned on their radar jamming pods. This means they would try to get to your 6 o' clock before letting loose the two 20mm cannons.

Missiles = useless, so everyone beefed up their guns. with anything that will beef it up. And I used the TLS although the rest had no choice but to use missiles as auxiliary "main" weapons. Guns are considered sub-auxiliary weapons.

So, we had only 3 Computer SU 32s because the others were replaced with Panzer, Zulu, Kilo, Lima and Foxtrot. Foxtrot sped right through the first flight of SU 27 bandits, while we flew head on to the latter along with lethal cannon shells.

Then, I broke through the SU 32 to act as bait while the rest pick off bandits like you would from a catalogue. After wasting those idiots, we found the Fenrirs, and lured to Foxtrot's formation.

She was to rid the brawl of non target bandits.

After the first few 45 seconds, 3 Fenrirs down, the fourth Fenrir down, was...MILLER! He crashed.

Because he always relied on his Anti-crashing system, he would dive, then clean his hands/do some crap with his hands and the system would pull him out of his dive; but this time, he had swapped the Anti-Crashing system for a Machine gun alignment system. After Lima geek-ed for a few minutes, one happy Zulu was back flying.

Just as the gate opened, the Last Fenrir was splashed by Panzer. But, it glitched and we had to bomb the thing anyway. Then, at the cut scene where we have to fly INTO the base (corridors and such) I sped in, Kilo and Panzer sped in, Zulu sped in , Lima sped in, the gate closes and Foxtrot crashed into it.

Foxtrot haven't done that mission yet and didn't know what was going on, Model brother didn't tell her although he did revive her, and then Bravo and Charlie broke off to the South corridor (Panzer would not have been maneuverable enough to make the right wing tip turn) to take down the U-2 star plane, Panzer and I flew up and down (IN SIDE A STUPID CORRIDOR!) to waste time. No space for mistakes.

Then, Bravo and Charlie reemerged and I shot down the Fenrir before we all sped out of the top hatch and the base blew up underneath us.