Since some stupid dog lover iddiz pestered me, I decided to make a year end blog post. But c'mon, DotA's better right? RIGHT? Ah whatever.
And the top 10 nominees for the Year's Most Memorable Event are:
1. Me, Isaac, Keeve leaving GR and together with Zian forming FsK. 2. Me getting 6As 1B. Wan some tips? DotA all the time, slack away while ignoring your homework. xD 3. Knowing DotA existed in Malaysia =P 4. Knowing what it was like to love someone. Although it was brief, it was 'intense' nonetheless. 5. Being introduced to 3DG's mastery of post-grungggeeeeee. =P 6. Being reawakened and FINALLY claiming the English crown (which I deserved 100% xD) I lost for so long. 7. Getting to know some new friends o.o 8. Me knowing how to cycle (AT LAST =.=). 9. Reaffirming my faith in atheism. 10. Learning what it means to really be someone forsaken.
P.S: Goodbye 2008 and hello 2009! Hopefully I'll squeeze into 4A and manage in Add Math. I. Hope.
P.P.S: You guys know this is my last post right? FORTHISYEARANYWAYGOTJOOSUCKA!!! xD
Thanks to all the teachers who helped me get these results =P And friends for believing in me even when I didn't believe in myself. Now I've repaid your faith.. I didn't let y'all down.. and now I'm practically guaranteed a place in the Science stream. Watch out 4A/4E, I'm coming! BANKAI!
P.S: Screw you KHB. If not I got straight already. mlm.
Wish me luck. Although I don't believe in it. Pray for me, although I seriously believe no one can help. When tomorrow comes, the result of my actions for the last 3 years will eventually surface. And I doubt that I can get more then a single A. So before the culmination, the grand finale comes, this is all I have to say to certain people:
Isaac: You've been a great friend in the months since we've met. You stood beside me when GR was against me. You got kicked outta GR for siding with me. Yet, you bore no hard feelings for me, but instead we formed the Forsaken together. And for that, I'm eternally grateful. Thank you for your loyalty.
Keeve: 1stly, I'm sorry I scolded you that badly about your noobness- but I hope you understand it had to be done. We are the Forsaken, and greater strength is what we seek for. Remember, the Forsaken WILL have their vengeance! However, you were cheerful as a GR and FsK member, and with you, at least FsK weren't gloomy 100% of the time.
GR members: I cannot blame all of you, and I never will. It was the founders who banished me, and for that they will pay in blood. However, you must understand my side of the story- but I doubt most of you ever will. But if you ever ask, rest assured I will tell you.
Rene: I could say alot, but I think I'll cut it short o.o You listened patiently when I emoed about.. you know what. *Winks* You were there hearing me out when I was hiawing away instead of beating me up =P You're a good friend to talk to, but PLEASE, stop appearing outta nowhere and pming me =.=
Kevin Wong: We've only known each other for months, but I like having someone who's chatty around. And I have you to thank for making up my mind about the Forsaken. I hope your team'll make it past the 4th round and decimate GR along the way =D. And please, study in F3.. I don't want you to screw up like me.
This year's 3E: I won't let any of you steal my title as F4's English King away. =P
Charmaine: I'm glad you're talking again, but rest assured I'm still gonna try to take over your position and become SMKJA's English King. *Sadistic grin* Be horrified. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA *Cough cough*
An old friend: Sorry for an embarassment. I won't try anymore. I loved you, but in the end, it was never meant to be. Despite that, you still tried to help me understand why people believed in God- but as you yourself said, stubborn atheists like me are hard to convince.
I may not be able to see some of you anymore, but I hope you'll remember me as a friend, if that request is not too heavy. And as the curtain falls, my fate remains undetermined. I can only hope.. but in the end hope is useless.
Coming to you this new year, Gizmo Gamers will be organizing 2009's 1st Dota Competition in Kuching. Rules and regulations will be uploaded shortly. For more information, please refer to the thread here or contact Gizmo Gamers at 082-460992. Thank you.
As can be seen above, there's gonna be a compy around the mid of January. Thanks Billy for notifying us =)
However.. there is a problem. Despite having officially created the Forsaken, or FsK for short, we're still short of one member. And that isn't all.. we're lacking on teamwork and skill. In short, we're a noob team =.=
However, I'm hoping to get one member within this month. If I succeed, we'll start training for that tourney, and hopefully we can at least lose not looking like noobs =/
Will we be pwned? Will we pwn? o.o Either way, I'm hoping that 5th member flies by soon.
[FsK]Revan is chatting at 4.29 A.M. in the morning with Jerry. Over and out.
P.S: Isaac, get a blog. And come back from China soon. FsK needs you =/
Never thought that I'd so inspired, Never thought that I'd find the higher truth, I believed that love was overrated, 'Till the moment I found you,
Now baby I know I don't deserve, The love you give me, But now I understand that..
If you want me, I must be doing something right, I got nothing left to prove, And it's all because of you, So if you need me, And baby, I make you feel alive, I know I must be doing, Doing something right..
It's because of you, I feel so lifted, I've been looking at my life from higher ground, Never thought I'd be so elated, You're the one that turned it all around,
Now baby, I didn't know myself, Until you changed me, And made me understand that,
If you want me, I must be doing something right, I got nothing left to prove, And it's all because of you, So if you need me, And baby, I make you feel alive, I know I must be doing, Doing something right, Ohhh..
And baby, I know I don't deserve the love you give me, But I don't really care, cause..
If you want me, I must be doing something right, I got nothing left to prove, And it's all because of you, So if you need me, And baby, I make you feel alive, I know I must be doing (I know I must be doing), Doing something right (Doing something right)!
So if you need me, And baby I make you feel alive, I know I must be doing (I know I must be doing), Must be doing something right.. Yeah, yeah.. Something right..
1. Chat in MSN. 2. DotA! (Just won another match o.o) 3. Look at someone's fs pics (Only once.. *sheepish look*) 4. Listen to songs (Nickelback anyone?) 5. Supervise my clan's forum (Check it out) 6. Think of what goddamned stuff to blog of when I could be sleepin' (Exactly like now =.=) 7. Obsessing after a new target (Not telling who o.o) - You do know I was kidding... RIGHT? =P 8. Download songs with my trusted Limmy o.o 9. Sing my favourite songs (Crazy I know =.="') 10. Read DotA tactics =P
There. The ten stuff an insomniac named Revan does. Or rather, an insane, deranged, psychotic insomniatic nerd =P
I was once part of GR. I was once considered a fellow brother by my comrades. We used to lame together, cuss together and DotA together. Until my eyes were unraveled, and I.. saw the bitter truth. There was no justice in GR- it was far too corrupted. Because of the influence of some who never cared for it, it had been consumed. Left dead to rot. The members had no spirit- those who did were misunderstood, thought to be the ones causing GR trouble, while the truth was, we were the ONLY ONES who ever loved it. If only, they had cared for GR, I might have stayed.. I decided I could not remain in GR to see it die. With this in mind, I decided to make the dotards and fools in GR believe that I had to be kicked. This I executed perfectly, and thus I was kicked out of GR. However, I was not the only one. Isaac and Keeve were kicked out too on suspicion that the 3 of us were gonna form a new clan and betray GR. The truth? The concept of the Forsaken had long existed before I left GR. I had decided to form a clan, one that would not repeat the mistakes of GR. It would go on to be the Forsaken. After Isaac and Keeve were kicked, I invited them to enter the Forsaken. Along with another guy, the Forsaken were thus formed. However, we already have enemies within GR- the very same fools who branded us the causes of conflict in GR, kicked us out of it and branded us traitors after that. For now, I do not possess the strength to defeat the true betrayers. But we are patient. We shall persevere. And when the time comes.. The betrayers of GR.. will become the betrayed.
I was checking out a personality test. And apparently, this is my type of nature:
Your view on yourself:
Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.
- I'm a good listener? O.o
The type of lover you are:
You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.
- EWW. NO WAY. F*** OFF. EWW.
Your readiness to commit to a relationship:
You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you meet that person.
- I'm staying unmarried! Woots! Lalalalalalala~
The seriousness of your love:
You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?
- No comment. =/
Your views on education:
Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.
- It's inevitable wad. I'm a bookworm =P
The right job for you:
You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.
- Well, I think operating on people's brains should make me happy. xD
How do you view success:
You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.
- Duhhhhh.
What are you most afraid of:
You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.
- No one likes to be helpless.
Who is your true self:
You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.
- Except for the 1st sentence, I plead guilty in the rest. =P
Well, it's pretty much what I am, except for the parts on love. Wonder what you're like too? Click here. Or here. Or here. I don't mind =P
Is there any meaning in life? No matter what, in the end, death is inevitable. Neither is it possible to leave any mementos of yourself forever- it eventually disappears too. As for memories, they are like wisps of smoke, eventually fading into nothingness. Thus, no one in this world can in a sense, live forever. Some could argue that we live on through our descendants, but can that be truly called 'living on?' Genetic data has always, and will always be, only genetic data. Meaningless. Irrelevant. In short, there is no way we can leave our marks behind in this world.
So, some would ask, what do we exist for? I believe, that life itself does not have purpose. Eventually, all that we have in done in life will unravel and end. However, that does not mean we should stop doing good.. we do good, so that those who come after us, can enjoy a better world then ours. At the very least, our descendants can enjoy a blissful, although meaningless life.
Life is pretty much a series of incidents, happy and sad, tied together. To say that it has meaning, is a lie. No one, and nothing at all, can ever make it so. In fact, the sole reason why we humans still live on, instead of commiting suicide until none of us remain, is probably because we live for the ones we love. For others.
And with the ending of my words, I firmly state that life, has no rewards for living it. Life sucks. Big time. There isn't gonna be any deity up there bringing the good to heaven. We'll all rot in the cold ground when we die, waiting for the Sun to die as well.
This is all I have to say for now.. will blog again another time. Good night.
[01] Name: Andrew Goh **** *****/Revan. [02] Nickname: *Zips mouth* [03] Married: Puhh-leasse. No one would wanna marry me. [04] Zodiac sign: Cancer (OMFG, I have a disease that's gonna kill me since BIRTH? =.="') [05] Gender: Male (Unless Andrew/Revan somehow is a female name o.o) [06] Age: 15.. for now. [07] School: SMKJA. [08] Height: I duno anything else other than that I'm more then a meter tall. =P [09] Weight: 50+ I think? o.o [10] College: I dunno and don wanna know yet =P [11] Do you like yourself?: Currently, I wish I was never born. [12] Piercings: None. Durrrr. [13] Right or left-handed?: Left. Love left. We're special. =P [14] Are you a freak?: I duno what'd you consider the requirements to be freaky o.o [15] Hair?: Black, tinged with brown. Style, too HORRIFYING to tell. You'd die outta fear. =D [16] Skin?: Fair. I mean it. Lookie me! [17] What you are doing now: Stupid question, don'cha fink? [18] What you'll be doing in an hour: In deep slumber. I HOPE. [19] Allergic: Something. I dunno wad. o.o [20] What you'll be doing 10 hours later: DotAing! =) [21] Live with father/mother/both: Both la. Choy, don curse me. [22] Siblings: 3 including me. [23] Eldest: Me xD [24] Youngest: Adrian the Fat =D [25] Love/hate your family: Don kepoh my personal life. Shoo shoo. =P [26] You found your other half: I was chopped in half? WHAT?! [27] If yes, who is he/she: Rew. =D [28] If no, who you want he/she to be: Rew oso =P. A-n-d alone sounds weird, don'cha tink? [29] Time(s) in a relationship: Never. And I doubt I ever will. [30] Ever woo boy/girl b4: Never. [31] Even been wooed b4?: Never oso la =.="' [32] Did anything wrong to your other half: Ask Rew whether And did. =P [33] What was the wrong you did: Ask Rew ma =.= [34] Ever argue with your other half: No, but And and Rew will be happy to comply. xD [35] You with your other half since: Have been Andrew =D [36] Are you straight/homo/faggot/les: 110% DAMN STRAIGHT! [37] Reasons you love your other half: Because no him, no Rew =( [38] Stage of relationship with other half: So 'close' we spend 24/7 together. =P [39] Who wooed who 1st?: He always was my other half lol. [40] Ever think of marrying him/her? Him, NO. Eww. Not a gay. She, who's she o.o [41] Your best friend: What's a friend? *Acts dumb* [42] Your 1st enemy: None le. All not sohai enough. =D [44] Friend you love the most: Not Rene Yap Ping Ping that is. xD [45] Your most beautiful/sexy/pretty female friend: *Ahem ahem ahem* =) [46] Enemy you hate the most: Not enemy larh. Just a dotard. Fong Yut Kuen lor obviously. [47] The kinda girl you hate the most: Bitchy types. [48] The kind of boy you hate the most: Honourless ones and kiss-assers. [49] You fell in love with your close friend before?: Nope. [50] Your best friend your ex-lurver?: Please contact question [41] for more details. =) [51] If your friend is backstabbing you: Waseh, still can call fren? =.= [52] If your friend betrayed you: Give my regards to hell, son of a bitch. [53] If your friend wooed your lover: I have no idea what I'd do. [54] If your friend fell in love with you: No thank you. Eww. I thought we were FRIENDS! [55] If you fell in love with your friend: Refer to [41] :O [56] Are you a good student: Some teachers would say I'm a bad kid. Others would say I'm fine. It depends actually. Lolz. [57] Doing assignments/homewrk regularly: If I finished one, what do I get? o.o [58] The teacher/tutor you lap the most: I duno o.o [59] Always late to school/college: Never =\ [60] Your class: Long time no see =\ [61] You love your seniors: No comment xD [62] Senior who you love the most: *Psst psst psst psst* [63] Your classmates good/bad: Neutral I am, aye aye. [64] Excellent result classmate: Ah Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooonn!!! [65] Laziest classmate: Me =P [66] Smart people: Are not hasty. [67] Stupid people: Suck =\ [68] Good looking people: Are not always good looking o.o [69] Ugly people: Have inner beauty if you know where to look. For example, *ahem ahem* =D [70] Funny people: Define funny o.o [71] Cute people: Are like Suk Yi xD [72] Bad people: Are like bad people lo =X [73] Honest people: Lurus bendul. *Sigh* [74] Acting people: Should go kiss ass also. [75] What kind of person you are: Go check out my name. Revan. Maybe you'll understand.
:~Prefer~: [76] Lips or eyes?: Eyes o.o [77] Hugs or kisses?: None xD [78] Shorter or taller?: Or =P [79] Hesitant or spontaneous: SPON SPON SPONGE BABEH!!! [80] Nice stomach or nice arms: EYES! [81] Listener or talker: Talker :O [82] Romantic or rich?: Neither. [83] Good husband or father?: I dun wanna be either o.o
:~Future~: [84] Die at: 80+ enuf liao larh. [85] Career: Neurologist. Hiak hiak!! Brains galore! [86] Own: The fame of the world's best neurologist =P [87] DotA career: Beat Chills 99!!! [88] Play: The cello =D [89] Learn: Tennis (Maybe) [90] Wanna: SLEEP! =D
I tag: Rene Angeline (Or else she'll freak out again =\) Isaac (YES, ISSAC!) Keeve Elyssa Priscilla
Never really said too much, Afraid it wouldn't be enough, Just try to keep my spirits up, When there's no point in grieving..
Doesn't matter anyway, Words can never make me stay! Words will never take my place, When you know I'm leaving..
Try to leave a light on when I'm gone, Something I rely on to get home, One I can feel at night, a naked light, A fire to keep me warm,
Try to leave a light on when I'm gone, Even in the daylight, shine on, And when it's late at night you can look inside, You won't feel so alone..
You know we've been down that road, What seems a thousand times before, My back to a closing door, And my eyes to the seasons,
That roll out underneath my heels, And you don't know how bad it feels! To leave the only one, That I have ever believed in,
Try to leave a light on when I'm gone, Something I rely on to get home, One I can feel at night, a naked light, A fire to keep me warm,
Try to leave a light on when I'm gone, Even in the daylight, shine on, And when it's late at night you can look inside, You won't feel so alone, ooh yeah!
Sometimes it feels like we've run out of luck, When the signal keeps on breaking up! When the wires cross in my brain, You'll start my heart again when I come along, yeah!
Try to leave a light on when I'm gone, Something I rely on to get home, One I can feel at night, a naked light, A fire to keep me warm..
Try to leave a light on when I'm gone, Even in the daylight, shine on, And when it's late at night you can look inside, You won't feel so alone,
Try to leave a light on when I'm gone, Even in the daylight, shine on, And when it's late at night you can look inside, You won't feel so alone..
1. How d'you know 1? I know 1 because I learned Math at school. xD ... ... ... Alright alright! I knew him because we were in the same clan o.o
2. What would you do if you never met 2? I duno lol. Have one less friend to talk with? Maybe o.o
3. What would you do if 3 and 4 dated you? I can date numbers! xD juz kidding. 3's just a kid, 4 pula edi have bf liao (not that I would be interested if she didn't).
4. Would 5 and 6 make a good couple? Well, I've never seen a panda coupled with a gay b4.. duno le xD
5. Do you think 5 is attractive? Pandas are sexy n cute xD.
7. Tell me something about 9.. Other then 3 x 3 = 9? O.o Well, she knows how to play CS. And she's family. Goh o.o There, 2 SOMETHINGS. Satisfied? *Glares at papparazzi*
8. What language does 2 speak? Do you have to be so kepoh? *Glares* Chinese and English. Go away stalker. xD
9. Who is 3 going out with? How do I know? I'm not as nosy as SOME people. =P
10. How old is number 4? Hmm. 15 + 1 = Wad already? *Acts dumb*
11. 5? 5 wad o.o *Still acting dumb*
12. Who is 6's favourite singer? Avril Lavigne. *Has stopped acting dumb*
13. 7? Linkin Park and MCR I think.
14. Is 8 single? Yeah, until he gets a gf.
15. What is 9's last name? OMFG OMFG OMFG. Can you believe I NEVER ASKED? =.="'
16. Would you consider being in a relationship with 1? EWW. NO WAY. NO. EWW.
17. Which school does to 2 go to? Same as me. Duhhhhhhhh.
18. What do you like about 3? I duno =D I just like to talk with her. =)
I have absolutely nothing to write about. I can't even think of one word to write about nowadays. And when I finally write SOMETHING, it starts with my inability to think of a new blog post.
*Glares at lazing brain*
So, I suppose I'll start with GR. o.o Currently, we have only one DotA team, consisting of Des, John, Gab, Darren and Goh. This afternoon, another new team was made by me and Isaac. With Des's approval, we 2 have become the members of the 2nd team along with Bertram. I hope to bring in Adrian as well. Anyway, this is the 2nd team's members and roles:
2nd team memberlist and roles: Andrew Goh / [GR]Revan (Supporter) Isaac Yong / [GR]Infinia (Supporter, can also double as tanker with CW ) Bertram Ho (I think it's Ho..) / Deathkight (Unknown as of now) - -
Potential members: Adrian Teo / [GR]Dakaru (Ganker perhaps? o.o) Keeve Wong / zxnoobkillerxz (I duno his tendencies, but considering that he can use SK, I might give him the ganking role.)
Revan must go now. He has add math tuition to worry about. But before that.. Poor Form Five students. I hope those 2 years will pass slowly for me.. X.X Sayonara!
Alicia tagged me. And no, it wasn't Alicia Keys >.<
Rule #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and may replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.
Rule #2 Tag 5 people to do this quiz. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by and must continue this game by choosing 5 other people to tag.
1) Do you have any secrets? Many, yet few.
2) Would you fall in love with someone younger/older than you? Yea.. I did.
3) Do you enjoy going to school? Not really..
4) What would you do with a billion dollars? Find the solace I craved for so long in this world.
5) Will you fall in love with your best friend's bf/gf? No. Firstly, it would be akin to backstabbing a friend. Secondly, if I was attracted to her, it would be more out of lust then love. End of story.
6) If you have to choose one person, that is your bf/gf or your best friend,who will you choose? I have no idea.
7) List out your 15 favourite songs. FINALLY. =D - Animal I Have Become (3DG) - It's All Over (3DG) - Pain (3DG) - Dance, Dance (FOB) - I Don't Care (FOB) - What I Want (Daughtry) - It's Not Over (Daughtry) - I Don't Care (Apocalyptica ft. Adam Gontier) - S.O.S (Anything But Love) (Apocalyptica ft. Cristina Scabbia) - My Immortal (Evanescence) - Whenever, Wherever (Shakira) - So What (Pink) - Until The End (Breaking Benjamin) - Gotta Be Somebody (Nickelback) - The Best Damn Thing (Avril Lavigne)
8) If the person you secretly like is already in a relationship, what would you do? I'd wish them the best, but the pain would probably stay for a time.
9) Is there anything that has made you extremely happy? World Editor! =D
10) What makes you angry? People who talk of money like it's water.
11) How would you see yourself in 10 years time? As a 25 year old adult who's anti-religion. La scienza รจ il nuovo DIO!
12) What is currently the most important thing in life? Her. Only her wellbeing.
13) What is the most important thing in life? Look at my previous answer.
14) What is more important? Family or career? Both are equally important
15. ) What is your favourite colours? Mine? Black and dark blue.
16) Would you give all in relationship? I'd try my best to at least.
18) Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing that someone had done? NEVER.
19) What would you say to someone you love? Goodbye. I'll miss you.
I tag.. 1. Kelvin 2. May 3. Angeline 4. Glo 5. Samantha (I hope she knows I tagged her.. lol)
I obtained this from my sis's blog. Since there's absolutely nothing for me to do, I might as well blog 'till I drop. Lalalalalalalalalalalalala~ *Boom*
Well, this post is about the personalities of people born in different months. Rules are:
Pick your birth month. Strike out anything that doesn't apply to you. Bold (or italicize) the best apply to you. Copy to your own blog, with all twelve months.
June: Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talks actively. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.
January: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and financially cautious.
February: Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.
March: Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Vengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves travelling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.
April: Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually borne of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.
May: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic. Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Usually contracts sickness of the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves travelling. Dislikes being at home. Restless. Does not have many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.
June: Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Has ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to procrastinate. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talks actively. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.
July: Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes a long time to recover.
August: Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make new friends.
September: Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people's mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable.Love s to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.
October: Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.
November: Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never gives up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked.Love s to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.
December: Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor.
Finally, after a long time, I finally understand, what it is like to live and let go. Friends come, and friends go. Yet, the gap left behind never stays empty for long. When a friend of mine said, "It would be better that they did not come back," I realized. Something I should've realized long ago. We make our own fate, not the words of those who surround us. We ourselves, determine the course we take in life. Friends can support us when we fall down, give words of advice.. and yet, we are the ones who roll the dice, not them. In the end, it all comes down to one thing. What we want. Not what others want for us. I've decided.. if this is the path I go, then so be it. I may be hated, I may be disliked, I may be mistrusted.. but above all..
I'm free. At long last. Free to make my own choices, for good or ill. Free, from any chains others try to place on me. With victory, my chains are broken. Broken.. at long last.
Haiz.. a piece of the past has come home, at long last.. I fell in love with this song when I was a whelp, but I never expected to have this song.. right until now. Oh yea babeh! I have the power! Of Limewire that is XD. Lalalalalalala~
HEART OF SWORD ～ๅคๆใๅ~
T.M. Revolution
Hitori de wa, tooi ashita wo Yoake no mama de, koesou de
Butsukatteikya kokeru omoi yo Konya mo mata, sure chigai
Sanzan sugite doryoku no ato mo Naku naru kekka, only no tsuna watari
Yaru dake son suru yona, mainichi wa Sha ni kamaeteta hou koso, raku ni naru
Atsukute, tsurai jibun wo kakushite, mijikai toki wo ikiteru
Hitori de wa, tooi ashita wo Yoake no mama de, koesou de
Hottokeba, hashiru omoi yo Yume mo mata, sure chigai
Kanpeki to chau, jinsei no shuushi Puramai zero da nanteba honto ka na?
Shinu made ni tsukaikiru, un no kazu Semete, jibun de dashiire wo sasete
Wakacchainai, kimi nara dou ni demo, rikutsu wo kaete ii noni
Nando kimi ni, ketsu mazuitemo Modottekichau, aijou ni
Shinjikaneru, utaretsuyosa yo Konya mo, soutou nemurenai
Nando nankai, kurikaeshitemo Modottekichau, ai dakara
Butsukatteiku, kesunu omoi wo Semeru hou ga, suji chigai
Hitori de wa, tooi ashita wo Yoake no mama de koeteyuku
Aishou yori mo, fukai futari wa Sure chigatte kamawanai
...That's all for now. Mom's nagging at me to sleep liao. But before I go..
I feel damned full now =D. Where to start le? Hmm. Well, after I got there, terus:
Pick food. Throw into steamboat. MAKAN! Maiku, they all ar.. makan makan makan. So many rounds.. until got some go n pass to us O.o. John, damn pro cook wor =P Well, after that.. wad else? Sure bli bli bla bla la =.= I got myself accquainted with Goh's friend who happened to be from my school, Jeremy. Heh. Didn't know he knew so many F3s la. Sambil mendengar MP4, sambil tengok sini sana o.O. Btw John, 'catchy' FOB song le =D *Sigh* Why did I go back so EARLYYY? When I left, they went for another round =.= What do you call it? Greedy? Chiak buey liao? Boredom? Haiya, if GR keeps eating, we'll be called Gluttons Republic lor XD.
Now onto another topic before I end this meagre post of mine: Shelly ar.. you n Francis sejenis saja. Get sick of Secondhand Serenade will ya? =.= Hear every day, afternoon n nite nia. Freakos =D
Ok, maybe not that topic. This one larh =.= Bone ar.. don oweys call me gay gay gay lar.. you know how sien or not I hear ur words everytime? The other Kevin oso know how to stop, you dunno wan =.= I kinda regret being ur friend. If you ever see this sohai, rest assured I will not let you enter GR with that idiocy of yours. You'll only drag us down. During games, people tell you this, you do that. And you lansi people and speak offensively. Cibai arh, we bring you play at Gizmo, when we go home probably got 10 new enemies liao. And whenever you screw up, you always try to act pitiful.. PUI AR! If you don't change ur attitude, you will be the 1st GR probationary member to be kicked out of GR, and I really hope that day will come soon =) . Until then, it's useless to rant about you anymore. Make me angry nia when I'm supposed to be happy =.=
Nihilism (from the Latin nihil, meaning nothing) is a philosophical position that argues that existence is without objective meaning, purpose, or intrinsic value. Nihilists generally assert that objective morality does not exist, and that no action is logically preferable to any other in regard to the moral value of one action over another. Nihilists that argue that there is no objective morality may claim that existence has no intrinsic higher meaning or goal. They may also claim that there is no reasonable proof or argument for the existence of a higher ruler or creator, or posit that even if higher rulers or creators exist, humanity has no moral obligation to worship them.
This is wad it means. Kinda sounds like me. *Shrugs* Who cares anyway. Here's the song:
Oh mi gosh.. so damn soon? No! I promised! No more crushes as long as I'm in school! I. Will. Not. Have. A. New. Crush. End of story. I don't wanna talk about her anymore.
*Turns on MP4 and drowns in 3DG*
*Starts thinking abt her*
ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
I am not gonna dream and drool about you. End of story.
The newest expansion of WoW, Wrath of the Lich King, or WotLK, is to be released soon. Being the 2nd expansion after WoW: The Burning Crusade, it introduces a new hero class available to those of lvl 50 and above in the game: Death Knights. Although I don't play this game, the cinematic trailer released so far, puts what I've seen of previous cinematics to shame. Damn, that movie released in 2009 better be good. Bah, I've talked too much. Here's the cinematic trailer:
1. Each player of this tag starts off with 15 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself.
2. People who get tagged need to write a blog post of their own 15 weird things/habits/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. 3. At the end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
1. My friends love pop andR&B, but I prefer alternative rock, alternative metal and post-grunge. Not to mention gothic metal. Yes I know, I'm a potential serial killer. =.=
2. I know a lot about *ahem* and how to do it. Seriously. 3 holes you can *toot* ar XD. And NO, I do not watch porn.
3. I know alot about Warcraft history, yet have little skill in DotA. Haizzz.
4. I have a fascination for European languages, especially Italian. Dio mio!
5. People at school say that Gloria and I look alike. O.o
6. I do not wish to have kids when I grow up. And no having a wife. No, not even a girlfriend. BACHELORHOOD!
7. I'm silent at home, talktative and boisterous at school. *Sigh*
8. Though I suck in everything, including Math, my English is the exception. Somehow because of my former school which I detest and resent.. I've become a maestro in English. Talk about irony.
9. I am an atheist. Run Christians, run! -Takes out bazooka-
10. I love the cello. Or as Chills puts it, I love 'things.'
11. I named my blog after a single by Evanescence.
12. I love my school, despite outwardly showing that I hate it. I just detest the admins, especially that FYK. Fie on her!
13. I would love nothing more than to contemplate my life silently in the midst of heavy rain. No music is better than the melancholy of rain. *Sighh*
14. I can be pretty obsessive. Don't ask me wad, it's embarassin'.
15. Clumsy. Worse then bein' obsessive. Grr.
As for who I tag.. hmm. Haiya, only got you guys liao.. 1. Kelvin 2. May 3. Charmander (Yes, I know she's inactive, but then, no one else liao ma =.=)
As I sit here, blogging, I feel the sadness of possibly having to say goodbye to the friends who made life so much easier to bear. As this year draws to a close, I feel somewhat more reluctant to see the days, slowly slipping by. Soon, Jeff, Chills.. they all may be put in different classes.. and I.. perhaps in the Art stream. I must admit, I am no longer the same innocent boy in Primary 6. That boy is dead, consumed by what I am now. The naivety, changed into brooding darkness. The joy of youth, consumed by a bitter sadness within. In these 3 years, I have changed alot.. thanks to Jeff n Chills. Yet, with only a couple of weeks left, I can't help thinking, this is the beginning of the end.. of our friendship. They mean so much to me.. I don't wanna see them fading away in the whispers of time. If only, if only.. we could all be friends forever. After this year's F5 leaves, it will be the last year for Charmaine n Glo. After they leave, I have one year. One year of loneliness, melancholy and silent brooding. Some may ask, "Do you not have the three of them? They are the same age as you, if you recall." The same age they may be, yet slip away they will. I experienced this with 3E b4.. and I don't want to experience it again.
But.. I doubt there is any hope left. Chills wishes to pursue computer programming, if I'm not mistaken. He might go, or stay if he's unlucky. Jeff n Soon will stay, but when F5 is over? Will we still be friends? Despite this, I will forever remember the two years we had in the same class, for although they bring me much pain to remember at the very end, those memories make me smile, unlike anything else could. And thus, at the very end of the journey for the 4 of us, I thank you all for making life happier in my eyes. Soon, thanks for being with me 9 years. I hope there will be a 10th, but I doubt it. I'll miss having ur presence in class =) Jeff, thanks for lending me ur Harry Potter books and introing me to several friends. At least I was happy =) And for the last one, Chills.. Thanks for showing me DotA. Thanks for helping me grow up from an immature kid into a more matured fellow. Thanks for you n Jeff teaching me how to cycle =) And lastly.. THANKS FOR BEING A FRIEND IN NEED! GLI AMICI PER SEMPRE!
Yet, in the end..
"I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone, But though you're still with me, I've been alone all along.."
I wish I didn't hafta go to school. Haiz. Whenever I go to sch and see her, I feel GUILT. I feel AGONY. PAIN. Guilt out of not being able to forget her, like I said I had. Agony, out of loving her and not being able let it all out. Pain.. because she's going soon. The time I have to see her slips away, ever so slowly.. I feel depressed. Torn in two. I want to see her before she leaves, but at the same time, I wish I didn't have to. I wish I never fell in love with her. -Sigh- When she goes, loneliness will follow soon. All too soon. Time passes with great haste. If only I could run away, drown my sorrow in the deep places of the world, or perhaps shatter it on the peaks of the world. If there was anything I learned during this year, it would have been this: Friendships, made in the youth of life, never last. No matter what you pledge, what you vow, no matter how strong the bonds are, time blows it all away. Yes Rene, that extends to YOU. -Laughs bitterly- I suppose, there is nothing I can do. It is what one would call.. inevitable. Maybe, one day, this sorrow, will come to pass. But not now. Not today. For now, the pain will remain emtombed within. Perhaps a day will come when I find someone who can shake me out of this melancholy.. but until that time comes..
"Deep within me, Life’s crawling and wasting my days, Another night gone and I know there will be another way, I’m leading myself to be free, In this eternal goodbye.. "
During PMR, when I just COULDN'T revise at all, I turned to LOTR. Yea, I did. And I read. Hmm. And I READ. Well enough to have some words from the Battle of the Pelennor Fields stuck in my mind. Yes, I know I'm outdated, LOTR became famous YEARS ago. =.=
Well, here are some quotes of that book: The ride of the Rohirrim: Arise, arise, Riders of Thรฉoden! Fell deeds awake, fire and slaughter! spear shall be shaken, shield be splintered, A sword-day, a red day, ere the sun rises! Ride now, ride now! Ride to Gondor!
รomer's shock and anger at seeing รowyn: "รowyn, how come you here? What madness or devilry is this? Death, death, death! Death take us all! Ride, ride to ruin and the world's ending!
รomer's despair at seeing the corsairs of Umbar: Out of dark, out of doubt, to the day's rising, I rode, singing in the sun, sword unsheathing. To hope's end I rode, and to heart's breaking, Now for wrath, now for ruin, and a red nightfall!
The Mouth of Sauron's folly: Mouth of Sauron: And who is this? Isildur's heir? It takes more to make a king than a broken Elvish blade! [Aragorn cuts off the head of the Mouth of Sauron]
Gimli: Guess that concludes negotiations.
Aragorn rallying the men of Rohan and Gondor: Hold your ground, hold your ground! Sons of Gondor, of Rohan, my brothers! I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. An hour of woes and shattered shields, when the age of men comes crashing down! But it is not this day! This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good Earth, I bid you, STAND, MEN OF THE WEST!
Gandalf's words just before Barad-dรปr collapses: "Stand and wait, Men of the West! For this is the hour of Doom."
Part of Samwise's song: Though here at journey's end I lie in darkness buried deep, beyond all towers strong and high, beyond all mountains steep, above all shadows rides the Sun and Stars for ever dwell: I will not say the Day is done, nor bid the Stars farewell.
Damn! How can I skin my leg liddat? How the ****?! The back of my leg summore! WTBF? Must. Calm. Down. Revan. Is. Not. Joe. Kinnear. Revan. Does. Not. Cuss. Well, at least not as BAD as he DID. But how could I FALL like that? Ngai ti.. fly across the drain oso o.o. Il dolore รจ buono! El dolor es bueno! La douleur est bonne! Schmerz ist gut! ็ผ็ๆฏๅฅฝ็! Ouch. -Stares at skinned leg-
P.S: Amy? Your faith, albeit in something I feel is baseless, will reward you with bliss one day, although what bliss, I cannot say. Revan. Must. Now. Go. Back. To. Downloading. Songs. On. Limmey. Buonanotte!
P.P.S : I am no linguist, just someone who had the sense to use an online translator.
-Sheepish grin while rotten eggs are being thrown around-
Just a few days ago, students from SMKJA (as well as one from Batu Lintang) gathered together to celebrate the passing of an event everyone DETESTED: The horror of horrors (For a F3 anyway), PMR. Immediately after it, Brenda invited me, Chills n Jeff to go, Jeff turned it down, but Chills and I went. In order to avoid boring any readers, I shall relate the following events briefly:
1. We ate at Pizza Hut. No, not ate, DEVOURED. TORE APART. ANYTHING. 2. Me, Sin Cheng, Chills, Jerky n KJ went to Star World, but there wasn't 4 comps that could link together to play (I tagged along to see.) 3. Went back. Ate ice cream (A variety of flavours. Passion fruit, mango, green tea, dark choc, bla bla bla. And NO, I am NOT SICK. Paranoids.) 4. Melepak lepak for a while. Then we left. Well, at least the guys left.
And now for a 'photographic' view of the gathering:
From left to right, starting from 1st row: Zhi Yi, Gid, Jocelyn, Jia Xin, Chills.
I used to be in love with someone. Now, the illusion has been dispelled, the dream gone. I used to think about her all the time. Now, whenever I do, I think of the time when I died inside. Of a past filled with delusions. Nowadays, only sleep brings peace from my tortured thoughts.. if only I could drown myself in negativity. Kelvin said, "Show her on what she's missed out". (Although he doesn't know who. If he did, I doubt he'd say that.) For now, I have to focus on the upcoming PMR.. I have to.. but it's all over for me. Forever. I can never have her.. Misery loves me.
Three Days Grace It's All Over One-X
Your bottle's almost empty (Yeah, lemme drink to 4get about her.) You know this can't go on (Who cares? Not one will anyway.) Because of you my mind is always racing (Racing into HELL, that is.) The needle's breaking your skin (Gimme morphine. PLEASE.) The scar is sinking in (Scar? It's still a fresh wound although it's been so long..) And now your trip begins but (Trip to despair. Yeah. Enticing.) It's all over for It's all over for
You (Aye. For me. -Jumps into cold ocean beneath-) For you When you're on the edge and falling off (Halfway there!) It's all over for you (It already is OVER.) For you When you're on the edge and falling off (Can't I just FALL INTO THE OCEAN? Please?) It's all over
I know what runs through your blood (So do I. Morphine, beer, care to add?) You do this all in vain (At least I'm doing something instead of crying abt her.) Because of you my mind is always racing And it gets under my skin (The pain's EVERYWHERE, not just under my skin.) To see you giving in (I will never let her give in. I want her to be happy.) And now your trip begins but (I walk alone.) It's all over for It's all over for
You For you When you're on the edge and falling off (When will I actually DROP?) It's all over for you (Way past over.) For you When you're on the edge and falling off (Cb la, CAN'T I JUST DROP INSIDE?!) It's all over
And now you're dead inside (Ever since I knew..) Still you wonder why (I know why, but her face keeps popping up in my mind) It's all over And now you're dead inside (Dead, but I still wanna know who the guy is.) Still you wonder why (I think of her every night.. -Sighs-) It's all over
And now you're dead inside Still you wonder why When you're on the edge and falling off (Someone save me, please.) It's all over for (You, for you) And now you're dead inside (I want to live again.) Still you wonder why When you're on the edge and falling off (If only I fell for someone else..) It's all over for (You, for you) And now you're dead inside (My fault entirely, not hers. Never will be.) Still you wonder why (I already know.) It's all over (Yeah, all over. A life of misery and woe awaits me..)
Eugene Eugene. You made my life much more worth living for a few more days. =P I'M NOT GAY, MIND. It was so damn ****ing boring without DotA, World Edit, which I can live without, BUT NO SONGS? -Faints- Anyway, lemme give u a quick summmary of the war (Since I don't hafta time to stay for much longer, parents are gonna wake up soon.. ARGH. I HATE BANS. AND WITHOUT A MOUSE TO HELP SUMMORE.)
Once upon a time.. Eugene and Glo were fighting. Out of grudge, Eugene created an imposter Glo profile, and proceeded to pretend being her insulting herself. However, the Eunuch, aptly named so, MISSED A CRITICAL FLAW. SHE CAN'T WRITE IN CHINESE SOHAI! And that was wad told everyone there was an imposter. And when I decided to accuse him openly, THE WAR STARTED. He then flamed us (Us being Glo and me at the time) in CHINESE. Ngai ti. He no brains isit? Anyone who could read Chinese would see that the way the imposter and Eunuch wrote their insults were practically the SAME. And by writing in Chinese at all, it highlighted him as the only eunuch/thing using Chinese to post at the time. As for his insults.. LOL. In one sentence, self-denigrating, hypocritic and sohai. =) Everything he flamed us with, we threw back tenfold. By this time, Churchill and Kelvin (Albeit not openly) were flaming him too. Damn, Churchill's bombs were.. fun. XD. The eunuch also had the audacity to simply accuse us of cowardice. Example of his hypocrisy: When challenged in English, he ignored me, whining, "I don't wanna make the whole arguement larger". All while flaming Churchill n Glo. If he had really wanted peace, he would've STFU-ed and ignored all of Churchill's insults. AHA! BUT HE DID NOT! Which equals to: He. Was. Scared. Of. Me. Beating. Him. Like. Porto. Were. Beaten. By. Arsey. (4-0 for those who duno, btw). Oh well, who told him to besong my gan jie? And insult my standards of English (Like his are any good anyway). I'm the English King of F3 in SMKJA after all.. don't say he wasn't warned.. =P however, after the 1st call for peace from his sis (who isn't anything like him), we had a ceasefire. Only for him to start flaming us AGAIN when we started to talk about something else and blaming it all on us not stopping. AND THUS, THE WAR BEGAN AGAIN. And this time, we flamed him (Or shud I say raped? It doesn't matter anyway =P) until he couldn't take it. And oh yea.. flamed us back (In capitals summore). He was so friggin' mad this time, his words all sounded sohai. That was his last insult however. His sis called for peace AGAIN (Although I still wanted to flame 'em). Had a bad day. -Sighs- I should've been there. Back to the topic anyway, after this last call, we relented and on the 111th post of the ARSS group in FS, the war was ended. (Despite a 112th post from JT = =).
Anyway, here's the reasons y we belived it was him: 1. He was the only guy that wrote in Chinese. Duh? 2. His style of writing was roughly the same to the imposter's. SOHAI. 3. If it wasn't true, why bother flaming us? 4. COMMON SENSE. -Rolls eyes- A grudgeful person who wants revenge will seek it, either physically or mentally. 5. We know his 'kuan' de. Easily jealous, talks crap, thick-headed and lies like a pro. Even had the nerve to said he hated us ever since he saw us (Us being me n Chills). As if we even liked him =). And his type of personality fits what I've said in 4.
I wonder, how will he face us on Monday though? -Grins sadistically while holding up meat cleaver- MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.. -Laughter echos-
Hmm. I seemed to have developed a liking for the word denigrate. Lolz.
This poem was made by Desmond Chin and Aaron a.k.a IceRevenant of GR sometime ago. If only the Education Ministry ordered the teachers of Malaysia to use this instead of the original, more students might've loved English more. Oh well.
I will arise and go now, and go to Gizmo, To play a DotA Game, Because people say I'm emo, And I don't want to be called lame.
I go there and use my favourite hero, Drow Coming out from the tavern, I own A friend of mine picked Tiny so he can Grow, Coming out from the forest, we pawn.
We played our best but we still lose to F Day, We will arise and go home, but back tomorrow, We came back and own everyone the next day, We lose today, we win tomorrow!
Well, I've been tagged. Apparently, this tag requires me to list out 8 attributes I would want my spouse to have. Hmm. Here are the 8 things I would want the person I love to have:
Gender: Female (OBVIOUSLY)
1. Preferably be an atheist (Although I wouldn't mind if she believed in God too). 2. DEFINITELY good in English (No, that doesn't include ANYONE in SMKJA. ANYONE.) 3. Someone who brings cheer to my life (I've had too much misery lately.) 4. Someone who's MATURE. Yeah. MATURE. 5. A musician, perhaps? =) 6. 110% HAWT. And I mean smokin' HAWT. 7. Someone who can understand my emotions although I don't show it. 8. And lastly.. someone who I would give my life for. Someone who no one could ever replace.
After my 'revelation', I have decided to tag.. No one. xD
Here's something amusing that happened the other day just after recess, just before Science class:
-Jeff and Chills frantically search for Chills's Science book- -Soon walks in- Soon: Shirley says thank you for lending her the book. -Soon hands Science book over- Me, Jeff and Chills at the same time: CELAKA!!!
Obi-Wan knelt beside Padme's unconscious body, where she lay limp and broken in the smoky dusk. He felt for a pulse. It was thin, and erratic. "Anakin- Anakin, what have you done?" In the Force, Anakin burned like a fusion torch. "You turned her against me." Obi-Wan looked at the best friend he ever had. "You did that yourself," he said sadly. "I'll give you a chance, Obi-Wan. For old times' sake. Walk away." "If only I could." "Go some place out of the way. Retire. Meditate. That's what you like, isn't it? You don't have to fight for peace anymore. Peace is here. My Empire is peace." "Your Empire? It will never have peace. It was founded on treachery and innocent blood." "Don't make me kill you, Obi-Wan. If you are not with me, then you are against me." "Only Sith deal in absolutes, Anakin. The truth is never black and white." He rose, spreading empty hands. "Let me take Padme to a medcenter. She needs medical attention." "She stays." "Anakin-" "You don't get to take her anywhere. You don't get to touch her. She's mine, do you understand? It's your fault, all of it- you made her betray me!" "Anakin-" Anakin's hand sprouted a bar of blue plasma. Obi-Wan sighed. He brought his own lightsaber and angled it before him. "Then I will do what I must." "You'll try," Anakin said, and leapt. Obi-Wan met him in the air. Blue blades crossed, and the volcano above echoed their lightning with a shout of fire. (And after some pages..) Blade-to-blade, they were identical. After thousands of hours in lightsaber sparring, they knew each other better than brothers, more intimately than lovers; they were complementary halves of a single warrior. In every exchange, Obi-Wan gave ground. It was his way. And he knew to strike Anakin down would burn his own heart to ash. Exchanges flashed. Leaps were sideslipped or met with flying kicks; ankle sweeps skipped over and punches parried. The door of the control center fell in pieces, and then they were inside among the bodies. Consoles exploded in fountains of white-hot sparks as they ripped free of their moorings and hurtled through the air. Dead hands spasmed on triggers and blaster bolts sizzled through imposibbly intricate lattices of ricochet. Obi-Wan barely caught some hand flipped them at Anakin: a desperation move. Anything to distract him; anything to slow him down. Easily, contemptously, Anakin sent them back, and the bolts flared between their blades until their galvening faded and the particles of the packeted beams dispersed into radioactive fog. "Don't make me destroy you, Obi-Wan." Anakin's voice had gone deeper than a well and bleak as the obsidian cliffs. "You're no match for the power of the dark side." "I've heard that before," Obi-Wan said through his teeth, parrying madly, "but I never thought I'd hear it from you." A roar of the Force blasted Obi-Wan back into a wall, smashing breath from his lungs, leaving him swaying, half-stunned. Anakin stepped over bodies and lifted his blades for the kill. Obi-Wan had only one trick left, one that wouldn't work twice- But it was a very good trick. It had, after all, worked rather splendidly on Grievous.. He twitched one finger, reaching through the Force to reverse the polarity of the electrodrivers in Anakin's mechanical hand. Durasteel fingers sprang open, and a lightsaber tumbled free. Obi-Wan reached. Anakin's lightsaber twisted in the air and flipped into his hand. He poised both blades in a cross before him. "The flaw of power is arrogance." "You hesitate," Anakin said. "The flaw of compassion-" "It's not compassion," Obi-Wan said sadly. It's reverence for life. Even yours. It's respect for the man you were." He sighed. "It's regret for the man you should have been." Anakin roared and flew at him, using both the Force and his body to crash Obi-Wan back into the wall once more. His hands seized Obi-Wan's wrists with imposibble strength, forcing his arms wide. "I am so sick of your lectures!" Dark power bore down with his grip. Obi-Wan felt the bones of his forearms bending, beginning to feather towards the greenstick fractures that would come before the final breaks. Oh, he thought. Oh, this is bad. (After after the conclusion of the duel between everyone's favourite lil' green freak and Darth Sidious (The man known as Chancellor Palpatine to the galaxy, Dark Lord of the Sith to the Jedi, and the first Emperor.), in which Yoda lost, this is what happens to the duel on Mustafar..) With Anakin's grip on his wrists bending his arms near to breaking, forcing both their lightsabers down in a slow but unstoppable arc, Obi-Wan let go. Of everything. His hopes. His fears. His obligation to the Jedi, his promise to Qui-Gon (Kenobi's Jedi Master) his failure with Anakin. And their lightsabers. Startled, Anakin instinctively shifted his Force grip, releasing one wrist to reach for his blade; in that instant Obi-Wan twisted free of his other hand and with the Force caught up his own blade, reversing it along his forearm so that his swift parry of Anakin's thundering overhand not only blocked the strike but directed both blades to slice through the wall against which he stood. He slid Anakin's following thrust through the wall on the opposite side, guiding both blades again up and over his head in a circular sweep so that he could use the power of Anakin's next chop to drive himself backward through the wall, outside into the smoke and the falling cinders. Anakin followed, constantly attacking; Obi-Wan again gave ground, retreating along a narrow balcony high above the black-sand shoreline of a lake of fire. Mustafar hummed with death behind his back, only a moment away, somewhere out there among the rivers of molten rock. Obi-Wan let Anakin drive him toward it. It was a place, he decided, they should reach together. Anakin forced him back and back, slamming his balde down with strength that seemed to flow from the volcano overhead. He spun and whirled and sliced razor sharp shards of steel from the wall and shot them at Obi-Wan with the full heat of his fury. He slashed through a control panel along the walkway, and the ray shield that had held back the lava storm vanished. Fire rained around them. Obi-Wan backed to the end of the balcony; behind him was only a power conduit no thicker than his arm, connecting to the main collection plant of the old lava mine, onto a riverbed that flowed with white hot molten stone. Obi-Wan stepped backward onto the conduit without hesitation, his balance flawless as he parried chop after chop. Anakin came on. Out on the tightrope of power conduit, their blades blurred even faster than before. They chopped and slashed and parried and blocked. Lava bombs thundered to the ground below, shedding drops of bruning stone that scorched their robes. Smoke shrouded the panet's star, and now the only light came from the hell-glow of the lava below them and from their blades themselves. Flares of energy crackled and spat. This was not Sith against Jedi. This was not light against dark or good against evil; it had nothing to do with duty or philosophy, religion or morals. It was Anakin against Obi-Wan. Personally. Just the two of them, and the damage they had done to each other. Obi-Wan backflipped from the conduit to a coupling nexus of the main collection plant; when Anakin flew in pursuit, Obi-Wan leapt again. They spun and whirled throughout its levels, up its stairs, and across its platforms; they battled out onto the collection panels over which the cascades of lava poured, and Obi-Wan, out on the edge of the collection panel, hunching under a curve of durasteel that splashed aside gouts of lava, deflecting Force blasts and countering strikes from this creature of rage that had been his best friend, suddenly comprehended an unexpectedly profound truth. The man he faced was everything Obi-Wan had devoted his life to destroying: Murderer. Traitor. Fallen Jedi. Lord of the Sith. And here, and now, despite it all.. Obi-Wan still loved him. Yoda had said it, flat-out: Allow such attachments to pass out of one's life, a Jedi must, but Obi-Wan had never let himself understand. He had argued for Anakin, made excuses, covered for him again and again and again; all the while this attachment he denied even feeling had blinded him to the dark path his best friend walked. Obi-Wan knew there was, in the end, only one answer for attachment... He let it go. The lake of fire, no longer held back by the ray shield, chewed away the shore on which the plant stood, and the whole massive structure broke loose, sending both warriors skidding, scrabbling desperately for handholds down tilting durasteel slopes that were rapidly becoming cliffs; they hung from scraps of cable as the plant's superstructure floated out into the lava, sinking slowly as its lower levels melted and burned away. Anakin kicked off from the toppling superstructure, swinging through a wide arc over the lava's boil. Obi-Wan shoved out and met him there, holding the cable with one hand and the Force, angling his blade high. Anakin flicked a Shien whipcrack at his knees. Obi-Wan yanked his legs high and slashed through the cable above Anakin's hand, and Anakin fell. Pockets of gas boiled to the surface of the lava, gouting flame like arms reaching to gather him in. But Anakin's momentum had already swung back towards the dissolving wreck of the collection plant, and the Force carried him within reach of another cable. Obi-Wan whipped his legs around his cable, altering his arc to bring him within reach of the one from which Anakin now dangled, but Ankaing was on to this game now, and he swung cable-to-cable ahead of Obi-Wan's advance, using the Force to carry him himself higher and higher, forcing Obi-Wan to counter by doing the same; on this terrain, altitude was everything. Simultaneous surges of the Force carried them both spinning of the cables to the slant of the toppling superstructure's crane deck. Obi-Wan barely got his feet on the metal before Anakin pounced on him and they stood almost toe-to-toe, blades whirling and crashing on all sides, while around them the collection plant's maintenenance droids still tinkered mindlessly away at the doomed machinery, as they would continue to do until lava closed over them and they melted to their constituent molecules and dissolved into the flow. A roar louder even than the volcano's eruption came from the river ahead; metal began to shriek and stretch. The river dropped away in a vertical sheet of fire that banished into boiling clouds of smoke and gases. The whole collection plant was being carried, inexorably, over a vast lava fall. Obi-Wan decied he didn't really want to see what was at the bottom. He turned Anakin's blade aside with a two-handed block and landed a solid kick that knocked the two apart. Before Anakin could recover his balance, Obi-Wan took a running leap than became a graceful dive headlong off the crane deck. He hurtled down past level after level, and only a few tens of meters above the lava itself the Force called a dangling cable to his hand, turning his dive into a swing that carried him high and far, to the very limit of the cable. And he let it go. As though jumping from a swing in the Temple playrooms, his velocity sent him flying up and out over a catenary arc that shot him toward the river's shore. Toward. Not quite to. But the Force had led him here, and once again it had not betrayed him: below humming along a few meters above the lava river, came a big, slow old repulsorlift platform, carrying droids and equipment out toward a collection plant that its programming was not sophisticated enough to realize was about to be destroyed. Obi-Wan flipped in the air and let the Force bring him to a catfooted landing. An adder-quick stab of his lightsaber disabled the platform's guidance system, and Obi-Wan was able to direct it back towards the shore with a simple shift of his weight. He turned to watch as the collection plant shrieked like the damned in a Corellian hell, crumbling over the brink of the falls until it vanished into invisible destruction. Obi-Wan lowered his head. "Good-bye, old friend." But the Force whispered a warning, and Obi-Wan lifted his head in time to see Anakin come hurtling toward him out from the boil of smoke above the falls, perched on a tiny repulsorlift droid. The little droid was vastly swifter than Obi-Wan's logy old cargo platform, and cut him off from the shore. Obi-Wan shifted weight one way, then another, but Anakin's droid was nimble as a sand panther; there was no way around, and this close to the lava, the heat was intense enough to crisp Obi-Wan's hair. "This is the end for you, Master," he said. "I wish it were otherwise." " Yes Anakin, so do I." Obi-Wan said as he sprinted into a leaping dive, making a spear of his blade. Anakin leaned aside and deflected the thrust almost contemptously; he missed a cut at Obi-Wan's legs as the Jedi Master flew past him. Obi-Wan turned his dive into a forward roll that left him barely teetering on the rim of a low cliff, just above the soft black sand of a riverbank. Anakin snarled a curse as he realized he'd been suckered, and leapt off his droid at Obi Wan's back- Half a second too slow. Obi-Wan whirl to parry didn't meet Anakin's blade. It met his knee. Then his other knee. And while Anakin was still in the air, burned off lower legs only starting their topple down the cliff, Obi-Wan recovery to guard brought his blade through Anakin's left arm above the elbow. He stepped back as Anakin fell. Anakin dropped his lightsaber, clawing at the edge of the cliff with his powerful mechanical hand, but his grip was too powerful for the lava bank and it crumbled, and he slid down onto the black sand. His severed limbs rolled into the lava below him and burned to ash in sudden bursts of scarlet flame. The same colour, Obi-Wan observed distantly, as a Sith blade. Anakin scrabbled at the soft black sand, but struggling only made him slip further. The sand itself was hot enough that dugging his durasteel fingers into it burned off his glove, and his robes began to smolder. Obi-Wan picked up Anakin's lightsaber. He lifted his own as well, weighing them in his hands. Anakin has based his design upon Obi-Wan's. So similar they were. So differently they had been used. "Obi-Wan...?" He looked down. Flame licked the fringes of Anakin's robe, and his long hair had blackened, and was beginning to char. "You were the chosen one! It was said you would destroy the Sith, not join them! It was you who would bring balance to the Force, not leave it in darkness! You were my brother, Anakin," said Obi-Wan Kenobi. "I loved you, but I could not save you." A flash of metal through the sky, and Obi-Wan felt the darkness closing in around them both. He knew that ship: the Chancellor's shuttle. Now, he supposed, the Emperor's shuttle. Yoda might have failed. He might have died. He might have left Obi-Wan alone: the last Jedi. Below his feet, Darth Vader burst into flame. "I hate you," he screamed. Obi-Wan looked down. It would be a mercy to kill him. He was not feeling merciful. He was feeling calm, and clear, and he knew that to climb down to that black beach might cost him more time that he had. Another Sith Lord approached. In the end, there was only one choice. It was a choice he had made many years before, when he had passed his trials of Jedi Knighthood, and sworn himself to the Jedi forever. In the end, he was still Obi-Wan Kenobi, and he was still a Jedi, and he would not murder a helpless man. He would leave it to the will of the Force. He turned and walked away. After a moment, he began to run. He began to run because he realized, if he was fast enough, there was still one thing he could do for Anakin. He could still do honor to the memory of the man he had loved, and to the vanished Order they both had served. At the landing deck, C-3PO stood on the skiff's landing ramp, waving frantically. "Master Kenobi! Please hurry!" "Where's Padme?" "Already inside, sir, but she is badly hurt." Obi-Wan ran up the ramp to the skiff's cockpit and fired the engines. As the Chancellor's shuttle curved in toward the landing ramp, the sleek mirror-finished skiff streaked for the stars. Obi-Wan never looked back.
As for those who prefer a visual look to my post, here's the video of the duel:
I have no idea what to say.. neither do I know what to do. All I know is.. the person I love.. loved.. is gone. And now, as I 'compose' my 1st post, all I feel is emptiness.. pain.. deep within. Although I try lying to myself, to tell myself I don't miss her, that I'm happy she's gone forever.. the pain still remains. Ever since hearing from her closest friend that she does has a bf, I died inside. All emotion bled out from me, as if from an open wound. Ever since, I've been hearing songs, desperately trying to numb myself. ***, u asked me before, whether I entered this state after you told me. My answer is, although I deny it, yes. However, 'tis not her fault, but mine. And after all this time spent grieving for the death of an illusion, perhaps it's time to let go. If there was anything I could've changed.. it would be telling her. But there is no such thing as a second choice. And although I'll always be there for her, for now, it's time to say goodbye.
