Lately, I am on a insane emo streak that would strike me surprisingly without I noticed. However, no one has so fat hurt from my emo wave discharge, as I had kept it under my control.
Among these days lately, the old events, from big to small, the events that I tried to forget, suddenly lingers around my mind, reminding me on how silly I used to be. In those memories, I suddenly view myself with a feeling contempt, and I've been thinking, if only I could haven't done this...
Well, I believe that I need some serious renovations on my behavior (and also physically), and academically. And during the renovation, I believe that I would somehow becoming more nerdy, more careful, less friendly, more emo or whatsoever you might have not imagined.
And also, it's time for me to say bye to this blog. Lately, I have been posting my feelings, emo, whatsoever into it, and it is becoming a very self-centered post. If it is meant to be a self-centered post, why don't write a diary. Someone has told me about this, and unfortunately, it only make senses to me now.
So, bye to this piece of blogpost. Who knows, I might write something after a long rest, but now?, I need a break, and of course, you guys need a break either. Seriously, I would miss my blogging day sooner or later.
And these are those things that happened lately.
Eastern sun program
=.^, huh? I am accepted into this program. Good thing is, I might learn more about Korean cultures and etc ( seriously, I would ask them how North Korea and South Korea engane on war of etc). The bad news is, maybe I had to be taught by them instead.
But whatever is it, I believe that everyone need guidances in a process of learning. My path of learning English is never easy. I ahd get used of people looked at me in a puzzled look whenever I spoke English with them, and even some chinese friends told me " Man, u better speak Chinese to me, cuz I can't understand a thing."
Therefore, I believe that guidances and help is needed in a stage of learning, and I am more than experienced enough for this. The differences is, I was never guided except by me tuition lecturer, and perhaps, a series of harry potter books
Calculus.
Ruzela is really a nice cal 3 lecturer. Well, you might see some ego in her teaching, or some blunders, but well, her teachings is the things that makes more sense compared to other lecturer.
Among the darkness, I see a ray of hope in cal 3
Business
Many had told me to give up on selling sandwich, or asked me to order from others, but in the end we sold all sandwich and gained a truimph of ten bucks profit.
Lesson:
Never decide your lose or victory easily ( a serious learned lesson)
Bye, Sayonara
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Friday, January 9, 2009
Pali And Isli
Tales from JK the Joking fella:
There was once a small little area in somewhere near the middle east. And in the small area, a few people stays in there, ranging from the twins-Irn and Irq, Jordie, the old man Egie, which stays opposite their neighborhood, and also Arib, which used to be their taiko in their area. They help each other, going pasar together, giving sugars and salt wherever the other needs it. And somehow one day discovered gold in the sea, and therefore, they have a good life.
And somewhere 10km from the taman "middle east" ( I forget the taman name, so I decided to call it middle east garden la ), lies a big mansion when Sam used to live there. He is damn rich, for he has done lots of thing, ranging from car business, banking and etc. But of course, he has poured out lots of effort for it. And he also have lots of business partners that is always willing to help him wherever Mr. Sam said a word.
But somehow sam and the other business partners hold some grudges with the people in taman middle east. It is because long long times ago, in their childhood, uncle sam and his partners caught into a fight with the middle east guys because of wanting the a piece of land to kick their soccer. They fought. Sam and others have bruises on their ankle, and middle east guys have scars on their hand. So, they angry on each other, and more fight ensues, ranging from getting a girl, buying the last fish in market and etc.
(And according to what I know, Sam has been envious on the middle east guys because of the free gold, and on one day, Irq accidentally throw a banana on Sam's house. Sam was deeply insulted and decide to call his partners to revenge on Irq's behavior, by throwing lots of bananas back to them. Well, in the end Irq didn't really throw the banana, but it already takes Irq a long time to clean up the banana mess, and thus no time to care for the gold mining thingy. Sam sieze the chance and right now, Irq 's in a hot soup cuz his main resource is lost. Some said that Sam may help to clean up the mess, but it is still unconfirmed.
Well, that's another story......
)
On one day, Pali has a special guest, named Isli. Isli is a pity fella. He almost assassinated by a killer called Geri, and he has been longing for a home to escape from all those hardships that he faced.
(for these Isli and Geri story, refer to wikistory,com)
Isli claimed that the home used to be theirs during years ago, but because of war, the Isli family ran, and now, they wanted to back to their own home.
Pali, was of course infuriated, he said that his ancestors has been staying here over decades, and suddenly a stranger named Isli juz come to bug in and claimed that the house is his. He even show his proof, "this note states that this place is mine."
And Isli shows Pali another note, which said that the house is theirs.
(If you asked me which note is real, I don't know, and I don;t want to know. I'm just a story telller.)
Isli and Pali keep arguing on this issues, and eventually, it was brought into local court. But in the end, local government agreed that Isli can have a half of Pali's land.
(some said Mr. Sam relationship with the government is the reason why the judgment is made, but that is another story.)
Isli is contented with the decision, and promise to be a good girl in the house, but the neigborhood of Middle East garden, especially Pali, was very angry with this decision. They refused to acknowledge this new member of middle east garden.
Isli, of course, didn't go out socializing, he kept make money, thanks to his cleverness and also his friendship with Sam. He decorated his house, and soon, he got himself a small but cosy house.
The middle west people are very angry with the existence of Isli, so they decided to have a group assault by throwing bananas at his small house. A banana war ensues, but somehow Isli won because Isli send a helicopter, loading lots of banana and flood the house of Egie, Jordie and Pali with lots of banana. Sam also help secretly by supplying bananas to them.
Egie, Jordie, and Pali are defeated, but they refuse to give up on the assault. They keep attacking Isli by all means ( surprise banana at Isli's CNY, and also Egie's attempt to destroy the pipe of Isli) and Isli relitated and everytime, Isli won, thanks to the Sam that is always angry with the middle-east guys.
Isli, after facing lots of banana strike-, has get angry, and thus decide to become offensive. However, at the same time, Isli has made a peace-treaty with Egie and Jordie not to throw any banana anymore. Isli also makes a peace treaty with Pali , but occasionally, Isli occasionally receives some prank such as a smelly banana in their toilet, and it has somehow related to Pali. Isli thus started to wonder, whether this pali guy really followed the treaty.
(Well, I'm sure Isli has some counter-attacks, but I don't know the details.)
In the end, Isli get mad and started to break the pipe of Pali's. Pali, having never drink any water for years, decided to throw some banana at Isli as a way of protest. Isli, too, counter-attacked by throwing loads and loads of banana to Pali.
In the end, Isli get really mad and he decided to throw loads of smelly banana on Pali, and of course, Pali lost.
People started to comment on both of them. Some said it was Isli's fault for doing such a great banana assault, others blamed Pali's for throwing banana first. Then again, some said Isli's move is a must to protect himself from the banana scent, while some even said it was a mistake for isli to even stay at middle east garden.
Now, when you walked near the middle east garden, you will smell loads of banana scents, YUCKS
So, what did you think.
(adapted from Wikistorybook.com- named HIS-STORY)
There was once a small little area in somewhere near the middle east. And in the small area, a few people stays in there, ranging from the twins-Irn and Irq, Jordie, the old man Egie, which stays opposite their neighborhood, and also Arib, which used to be their taiko in their area. They help each other, going pasar together, giving sugars and salt wherever the other needs it. And somehow one day discovered gold in the sea, and therefore, they have a good life.
And somewhere 10km from the taman "middle east" ( I forget the taman name, so I decided to call it middle east garden la ), lies a big mansion when Sam used to live there. He is damn rich, for he has done lots of thing, ranging from car business, banking and etc. But of course, he has poured out lots of effort for it. And he also have lots of business partners that is always willing to help him wherever Mr. Sam said a word.
But somehow sam and the other business partners hold some grudges with the people in taman middle east. It is because long long times ago, in their childhood, uncle sam and his partners caught into a fight with the middle east guys because of wanting the a piece of land to kick their soccer. They fought. Sam and others have bruises on their ankle, and middle east guys have scars on their hand. So, they angry on each other, and more fight ensues, ranging from getting a girl, buying the last fish in market and etc.
(And according to what I know, Sam has been envious on the middle east guys because of the free gold, and on one day, Irq accidentally throw a banana on Sam's house. Sam was deeply insulted and decide to call his partners to revenge on Irq's behavior, by throwing lots of bananas back to them. Well, in the end Irq didn't really throw the banana, but it already takes Irq a long time to clean up the banana mess, and thus no time to care for the gold mining thingy. Sam sieze the chance and right now, Irq 's in a hot soup cuz his main resource is lost. Some said that Sam may help to clean up the mess, but it is still unconfirmed.
Well, that's another story......
)
On one day, Pali has a special guest, named Isli. Isli is a pity fella. He almost assassinated by a killer called Geri, and he has been longing for a home to escape from all those hardships that he faced.
(for these Isli and Geri story, refer to wikistory,com)
Isli claimed that the home used to be theirs during years ago, but because of war, the Isli family ran, and now, they wanted to back to their own home.
Pali, was of course infuriated, he said that his ancestors has been staying here over decades, and suddenly a stranger named Isli juz come to bug in and claimed that the house is his. He even show his proof, "this note states that this place is mine."
And Isli shows Pali another note, which said that the house is theirs.
(If you asked me which note is real, I don't know, and I don;t want to know. I'm just a story telller.)
Isli and Pali keep arguing on this issues, and eventually, it was brought into local court. But in the end, local government agreed that Isli can have a half of Pali's land.
(some said Mr. Sam relationship with the government is the reason why the judgment is made, but that is another story.)
Isli is contented with the decision, and promise to be a good girl in the house, but the neigborhood of Middle East garden, especially Pali, was very angry with this decision. They refused to acknowledge this new member of middle east garden.
Isli, of course, didn't go out socializing, he kept make money, thanks to his cleverness and also his friendship with Sam. He decorated his house, and soon, he got himself a small but cosy house.
The middle west people are very angry with the existence of Isli, so they decided to have a group assault by throwing bananas at his small house. A banana war ensues, but somehow Isli won because Isli send a helicopter, loading lots of banana and flood the house of Egie, Jordie and Pali with lots of banana. Sam also help secretly by supplying bananas to them.
Egie, Jordie, and Pali are defeated, but they refuse to give up on the assault. They keep attacking Isli by all means ( surprise banana at Isli's CNY, and also Egie's attempt to destroy the pipe of Isli) and Isli relitated and everytime, Isli won, thanks to the Sam that is always angry with the middle-east guys.
Isli, after facing lots of banana strike-, has get angry, and thus decide to become offensive. However, at the same time, Isli has made a peace-treaty with Egie and Jordie not to throw any banana anymore. Isli also makes a peace treaty with Pali , but occasionally, Isli occasionally receives some prank such as a smelly banana in their toilet, and it has somehow related to Pali. Isli thus started to wonder, whether this pali guy really followed the treaty.
(Well, I'm sure Isli has some counter-attacks, but I don't know the details.)
In the end, Isli get mad and started to break the pipe of Pali's. Pali, having never drink any water for years, decided to throw some banana at Isli as a way of protest. Isli, too, counter-attacked by throwing loads and loads of banana to Pali.
In the end, Isli get really mad and he decided to throw loads of smelly banana on Pali, and of course, Pali lost.
People started to comment on both of them. Some said it was Isli's fault for doing such a great banana assault, others blamed Pali's for throwing banana first. Then again, some said Isli's move is a must to protect himself from the banana scent, while some even said it was a mistake for isli to even stay at middle east garden.
Now, when you walked near the middle east garden, you will smell loads of banana scents, YUCKS
So, what did you think.
(adapted from Wikistorybook.com- named HIS-STORY)
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
hehehe =p
Just an experiment, I "EDITED" one of my older post name, changed a title, and write a new content out of it.
Huh? Why don't you just write a new post.
The reason is, I don't want people to see this post, to react on my dynamite, and throwed back a much powerful dynamite at me instead (like what Isli do on Pali). But somehow, urge to crap is hardly resistable. So, I disguise this new post under an old post, and unless, people are observant enough to actually looked every of the post,and scrolled to the bottom most...(But it would never happened, because all blog reader are lazy, they only looked for new post, not edited post.
It is a good method to shout or crap without people noticing.
Let's talk about one thing- a behavior of myself, which I observed, is different than 99% of most people. Let's call it JK-ism (or hyper abnormal crazy psychology).
1. I "SWT" at people that carry umbrella even though there's a small rain, or some scorched sunlight, or people that screamed hell over just for a cockroach. Those are people that categorized as the "strawberry". People that shouted for a bee, or a cockroach, just dun realize that how the cockroach feared you, as you can always finnish them of with one big step.
And also for people that feared rain or sunlight like thunderstorm or something, I am proudly to say, i have cycled or walked under the hot sun of 1p.m., or carried stuff during the heaviest rain i could imagined. While others will get cold for one rain, I would have still OK after standing a rain more than half hour. Reason, my body sudah biasa. Funny way to say, I get immuned already...
2. I imposed a behavioral limiter on myself, a limiter that reacts to bring me back to normal when I was too happy. History shows that I tend to do something stupid, or looked stupid when I was in a state of ectasy, and quite obvious, something bad will follow because of this.
So, next time, when I was in a great state of happiness, there is always a hormone that makes me back to normal, and all laughter seems to disappear. Two reasons why it happened, firstly, I know who uncontrollable I am, and secondly, I know good things doesn;t happedn, and we have to prepare for more ordeals.
3. I like to force myself to limit, when I wanted to. Example, forcing myself to run ten rounds even though I would have dead at the fifth round. Forcing myself to swallow certain subject, even though it means I would be sleeping the next few minutes.
I don't know why, but it is said that people improves only at the times when he almost driven mad. Whether it is true or not, it is a good principle to do, now? I am only died after running eight rounds instead of five rounds.
4. I am a true hypocrite. I swore that I would be back at 4p.m., but someone still had class until five, so I find some reasons to stay until five, and convince myself that it must be done. Even though the "must be done" is nothing but reading a few books or go internet.
That's old case. The newer one... A bunch of people chatting. I was very very sleepy and swore that I would be back to my room and sleep. Suddenly, I just notice someone, and I find the worse reason I had to mingle in the group, pretending that there's a business to do, even though I just wanted to glance a few extra eyes on...
EeeKK! However, a limiter has be done to limit this thing from happening, cause I really felt sick of me not able to grab a hold on myself.
5. That extends to my next case. I like to be alone, not because I wanted peace, but because I think people should work indepedently and not relying on people. This sometimes apply, and somehow it is cool with me...
6. I hate certain kind of people, because they never know the meaning of hardwork and suffering, and for me, the best person that can successful is suffered from hell to heaven, and thus able to understand them. Some are always arrogant. Always complaining on the expensive taxi fares, reluctant to take their own fork and spoon, and rather waited people to serve them, without budging the move. Simple enough, u try to be them instead, Try to be the waiter instead of the customer, try to be the taxi driver instead of the passenger, you'll know how they feel.
That's why, I always take my own fork and spoon in Al Awwal.
7. I hate talks, especially idealistic talks, from better government, to world peace. Instead of talking " we must love each other, hold no grudges", " we must fight against corruption," "we eanted world peace." OMG, they only know what to do, but not " HOW TO DO". Seriously, even I know that, starting from " Kami mesti membina pelajar wawasan yang berwibawa..."
So, don't make me laugh by saying " We must ban all business related to US, must chase their ambassador away, must stop co-operating with US, must stop any business-relationship with US, or stop export or whatsoever." To this forum writer that suggested this, I would tell you, you would worsen the economic recession, and perhaps, Malaysia would have much poorer because of insufficient external modals. So, think before you drink the Coke of urs.....
8. That brings me to the next point. Shut up if you know nothing. I had been a victim of these, for meddling in people conversation, and ended up confused. Don't follow because people say so, don't bluff as if you know the whole story or event. Wisdoms only comes after you know the whole situation, and still hold your opinion. I would call you wisdom for doing this, or else, you are just........
9. Another thing comes to mind, I hate the term " sensitive topics". To some leaders, if you are not contented with some speeches, don't use your "ulti" on them, and then, explained that ur ulti is for the sake of greater benefit. If you are not contented with what people say, just close your ear and eye, and let him crap, and then sneered at him "childish"
Not scolding like three years old kid. And if you think that your ulti is for the sake of people's good, I would like to say, people got brains, and even better than you sometimes. If he's crapping, people will know, unless you think that he's not crapping when it talks about you.
10. Finally, I found that I like to contradict myself. I swear not to put anything emo, but I posted something like that. Also, I wished nobody found this post, but I would wonder, can someone actually find it.
Funny? Nah, you won't find this post. Dared me, huh. Every of my post is ass-hole-ly wordy, you would have trembled at sight of my "essays" instead of blog, so you can't find this.
blek =p
Huh? Why don't you just write a new post.
The reason is, I don't want people to see this post, to react on my dynamite, and throwed back a much powerful dynamite at me instead (like what Isli do on Pali). But somehow, urge to crap is hardly resistable. So, I disguise this new post under an old post, and unless, people are observant enough to actually looked every of the post,and scrolled to the bottom most...(But it would never happened, because all blog reader are lazy, they only looked for new post, not edited post.
It is a good method to shout or crap without people noticing.
Let's talk about one thing- a behavior of myself, which I observed, is different than 99% of most people. Let's call it JK-ism (or hyper abnormal crazy psychology).
1. I "SWT" at people that carry umbrella even though there's a small rain, or some scorched sunlight, or people that screamed hell over just for a cockroach. Those are people that categorized as the "strawberry". People that shouted for a bee, or a cockroach, just dun realize that how the cockroach feared you, as you can always finnish them of with one big step.
And also for people that feared rain or sunlight like thunderstorm or something, I am proudly to say, i have cycled or walked under the hot sun of 1p.m., or carried stuff during the heaviest rain i could imagined. While others will get cold for one rain, I would have still OK after standing a rain more than half hour. Reason, my body sudah biasa. Funny way to say, I get immuned already...
2. I imposed a behavioral limiter on myself, a limiter that reacts to bring me back to normal when I was too happy. History shows that I tend to do something stupid, or looked stupid when I was in a state of ectasy, and quite obvious, something bad will follow because of this.
So, next time, when I was in a great state of happiness, there is always a hormone that makes me back to normal, and all laughter seems to disappear. Two reasons why it happened, firstly, I know who uncontrollable I am, and secondly, I know good things doesn;t happedn, and we have to prepare for more ordeals.
3. I like to force myself to limit, when I wanted to. Example, forcing myself to run ten rounds even though I would have dead at the fifth round. Forcing myself to swallow certain subject, even though it means I would be sleeping the next few minutes.
I don't know why, but it is said that people improves only at the times when he almost driven mad. Whether it is true or not, it is a good principle to do, now? I am only died after running eight rounds instead of five rounds.
4. I am a true hypocrite. I swore that I would be back at 4p.m., but someone still had class until five, so I find some reasons to stay until five, and convince myself that it must be done. Even though the "must be done" is nothing but reading a few books or go internet.
That's old case. The newer one... A bunch of people chatting. I was very very sleepy and swore that I would be back to my room and sleep. Suddenly, I just notice someone, and I find the worse reason I had to mingle in the group, pretending that there's a business to do, even though I just wanted to glance a few extra eyes on...
EeeKK! However, a limiter has be done to limit this thing from happening, cause I really felt sick of me not able to grab a hold on myself.
5. That extends to my next case. I like to be alone, not because I wanted peace, but because I think people should work indepedently and not relying on people. This sometimes apply, and somehow it is cool with me...
6. I hate certain kind of people, because they never know the meaning of hardwork and suffering, and for me, the best person that can successful is suffered from hell to heaven, and thus able to understand them. Some are always arrogant. Always complaining on the expensive taxi fares, reluctant to take their own fork and spoon, and rather waited people to serve them, without budging the move. Simple enough, u try to be them instead, Try to be the waiter instead of the customer, try to be the taxi driver instead of the passenger, you'll know how they feel.
That's why, I always take my own fork and spoon in Al Awwal.
7. I hate talks, especially idealistic talks, from better government, to world peace. Instead of talking " we must love each other, hold no grudges", " we must fight against corruption," "we eanted world peace." OMG, they only know what to do, but not " HOW TO DO". Seriously, even I know that, starting from " Kami mesti membina pelajar wawasan yang berwibawa..."
So, don't make me laugh by saying " We must ban all business related to US, must chase their ambassador away, must stop co-operating with US, must stop any business-relationship with US, or stop export or whatsoever." To this forum writer that suggested this, I would tell you, you would worsen the economic recession, and perhaps, Malaysia would have much poorer because of insufficient external modals. So, think before you drink the Coke of urs.....
8. That brings me to the next point. Shut up if you know nothing. I had been a victim of these, for meddling in people conversation, and ended up confused. Don't follow because people say so, don't bluff as if you know the whole story or event. Wisdoms only comes after you know the whole situation, and still hold your opinion. I would call you wisdom for doing this, or else, you are just........
9. Another thing comes to mind, I hate the term " sensitive topics". To some leaders, if you are not contented with some speeches, don't use your "ulti" on them, and then, explained that ur ulti is for the sake of greater benefit. If you are not contented with what people say, just close your ear and eye, and let him crap, and then sneered at him "childish"
Not scolding like three years old kid. And if you think that your ulti is for the sake of people's good, I would like to say, people got brains, and even better than you sometimes. If he's crapping, people will know, unless you think that he's not crapping when it talks about you.
10. Finally, I found that I like to contradict myself. I swear not to put anything emo, but I posted something like that. Also, I wished nobody found this post, but I would wonder, can someone actually find it.
Funny? Nah, you won't find this post. Dared me, huh. Every of my post is ass-hole-ly wordy, you would have trembled at sight of my "essays" instead of blog, so you can't find this.
blek =p
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
A better, or a worse year?
31 Dec, and I still stick in the CC alone. The usual merry, packed CC was gone. Lemme guess, all people are countdown in Parkson = =
Me? I just don't have the mood to shout "ten, nine, eight", and making myself sweating, and p erhapscursing because of bustling and hustling with the audience. As usual, I had my own countdown in CC- my unique yet boring type of spending time waiting for a new year.
And I finally finnished the creepy survival horror game before 2008, to be precise, at 11.38p.m. when I snapped the horrible ghost with another killing blow snap.
FUNNY. I used to have lots of nightmare while playing the game, and even staying alone in the house give me some unknown creep. But right after I finnished the game, and watched the ending, the feeling just disappeared.
Perhaps love and compassion exists, even to those spirit that you might fear.
Ok, time to say, my new year resolution. Sounds impossible, but it won't hurt by just bluffing.
1. Having a girlfriend - (unless some mutation or plastic surgery which I couldn;t afford, I could just ignore this one)
2. Getting a high CGPA- ( until one day when an evil kian hui "accidentally" smashed my laptop, it is impossible t happen)
3. A whole ride bike around malaysia- (problem is, i don't even have my bike)
4. Win in a debate against Cj or wei young -(That...I don't think it will happen unless both of them happened to get dumb or watsoever
5. Defeat Chau Kee in a DotA game- ( unless sth happened to chau kee's laptop while playing, it is another impossible thing to be done.)
=.=
Is this a new year resolution for someone going to US?
Well, I have some little resolution though
-To be more matured and calm in daily communication
-To be able to see this world as a world with more hope, and less scepticism
-To be able to shackle the past
-To be more responsible and more determined in own belief
-and also to know what is "love and care".
And finally, a new lappie if possible. (HP Core 2 duo 2GB ram 250 SATA HDD NvDIA 9600 with crystal screemn would be best)
Or a new series of books will do
MINASAN (everyone), happy new year. And though India and Pakistan is on verge of war, economy in recession, seeming endless political laughter, or perhaps, more unimaginable things could have happened.
But still, hold a high hope for this new year.
The year of 2009, the bull!!!!!!!!!!!!!!year
Me? I just don't have the mood to shout "ten, nine, eight", and making myself sweating, and p erhapscursing because of bustling and hustling with the audience. As usual, I had my own countdown in CC- my unique yet boring type of spending time waiting for a new year.
And I finally finnished the creepy survival horror game before 2008, to be precise, at 11.38p.m. when I snapped the horrible ghost with another killing blow snap.
FUNNY. I used to have lots of nightmare while playing the game, and even staying alone in the house give me some unknown creep. But right after I finnished the game, and watched the ending, the feeling just disappeared.
Perhaps love and compassion exists, even to those spirit that you might fear.
Ok, time to say, my new year resolution. Sounds impossible, but it won't hurt by just bluffing.
1. Having a girlfriend - (unless some mutation or plastic surgery which I couldn;t afford, I could just ignore this one)
2. Getting a high CGPA- ( until one day when an evil kian hui "accidentally" smashed my laptop, it is impossible t happen)
3. A whole ride bike around malaysia- (problem is, i don't even have my bike)
4. Win in a debate against Cj or wei young -(That...I don't think it will happen unless both of them happened to get dumb or watsoever
5. Defeat Chau Kee in a DotA game- ( unless sth happened to chau kee's laptop while playing, it is another impossible thing to be done.)
=.=
Is this a new year resolution for someone going to US?
Well, I have some little resolution though
-To be more matured and calm in daily communication
-To be able to see this world as a world with more hope, and less scepticism
-To be able to shackle the past
-To be more responsible and more determined in own belief
-and also to know what is "love and care".
And finally, a new lappie if possible. (HP Core 2 duo 2GB ram 250 SATA HDD NvDIA 9600 with crystal screemn would be best)
Or a new series of books will do
MINASAN (everyone), happy new year. And though India and Pakistan is on verge of war, economy in recession, seeming endless political laughter, or perhaps, more unimaginable things could have happened.
But still, hold a high hope for this new year.
The year of 2009, the bull!!!!!!!!!!!!!!year
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Does Mr . Santa Claus exist?
I never consider this question, cuz the moment I know Santa, I know he is just a commercial figure to ask u to buy more stuff.
But, maybe I have to think twice, and for people that thought the same as I , this is just for you
From THE SUN 19
"DEAR EDITOR: I am 8 years old. "Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus. "Papa says, 'If you see it in THE SUN it's so.' "Please tell me the truth; is there a Santa Claus?"VIRGINIA O'HANLON."115 WEST NINETY-FIFTH STREET."
VIRGINIA, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except [what] they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men's or children's, are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.
Yes, VIRGINIA, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus. It would be as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIAS.
There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies! You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if they did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove?
Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.
You may tear apart the baby's rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real?
Ah, VIRGINIA, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding. No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.
From New York Sun 1897
P.S. a little piece of text for ur Xmas
But, maybe I have to think twice, and for people that thought the same as I , this is just for you
From THE SUN 19
"DEAR EDITOR: I am 8 years old. "Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus. "Papa says, 'If you see it in THE SUN it's so.' "Please tell me the truth; is there a Santa Claus?"VIRGINIA O'HANLON."115 WEST NINETY-FIFTH STREET."
VIRGINIA, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except [what] they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men's or children's, are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.
Yes, VIRGINIA, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus. It would be as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIAS.
There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies! You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if they did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove?
Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.
You may tear apart the baby's rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real?
Ah, VIRGINIA, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding. No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.
From New York Sun 1897
P.S. a little piece of text for ur Xmas
A lost soul in Christmas
The sound of rock music echoes, and voices of people shouting fervently for their game can be heard the whole time, as I sit alone in this CC, becoming one of the lost souls in Christmas.
They are the people who cannot find their way in the mass of people, that had failed to find the term myself among the midst of poeple they know. They indulged in the world of digital, a world of internet , perhaps the most unreliable thing in this world. Yet these are the best thing that he or she could have grasped. In the wirtual world, he has a different identity, a different view, a different thing to do, that could possibly throw him out of sadness of reality.
Especially in this Christmas, when loves and care fills the air, there seems to be a group of people that is unable to love someone, or not loved and cared. There seems to have people that fails of distinguish Christmas with another day. To them, christmas is just another one of his hundred excuse to leave the house, or the cage of reality perhaps for someone, and indulge themselves in these seeming unreliable digital world.
We are the ones who perhaps who choose to ignore, choose not to acknowledge the presence of Him. Even though the heat of love of him is radiant, it coulf never reach the cold's space of them. The radiant seems to be to hot, or perhaps too surplus, for a cool heart resides in a person.
We are The Lost Soul of Christmas. We're the ones who Santa would never give a visit to.
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Today, I had the worst Christmas ever...
Yesterday, there's a ex-schoolmate gathering. I half-hearted attended the gathering. The skepticism within me told me that it's going to be another dull gathering for me. Or perhaps, I scared to go there.
To see my own mistake, my silly past, seeing the me who has been once helpless before.
I reached the gathering, and greeted by one of those stupid nicknames I "honorly" earned during my school years. Before this, I could have turned into a tall face, or refuted what I say. However, I smirked at them, and sat down quietly, disappointingly telling myself " They still haven't changed. do they."
During the whole gathering, I fall to silence, as I listened to their experiences, and in the end, loaded by crap, ranging from " I've just done a concert in Tokyo to Do you want to lost ur virginity tonight,"
Utter nonsense.
In the next one hour, I excused myself to toilet, and then run ro the nearest CC to have a game.
SAm I being too sensitive after two years, or am I becoming more pesimism within these two years, I couldn't have known.
Another bored and "miserable" Christmas Eve.
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Christmas!
Wake up la, you have to work at 7a.m., so let's get working.
Having a chicken chop for lunch, asked the co-worker of mine to prepare a turkey to me, but he replied, there's a bunch of lightfire there if you wanted to smoke.
Laughed at his reply (huo ji (turkey) and the lighter (da huo ji) sounds the same.
And today friends called me to have a nadminton game in a resort, in the end, my trousers broke into half, and my two-years spectacle broken.
And when I reached home, an electronic breakout happened just when I arrived home.
And now, I am typing on a computer, after mom's failed attempt to let me stay at home.
Tonight, do you see a cart with reindeer pass through the night of Xmas, I don't, cuz Santa never show himself to the mischevious kid.
*************************************************************************************
Happy Christmas to all of you, and remember, this is perhaps ur last christmas in Malaysia, or in your own state.
And remember to cherish those one you love, and learn to love in this Christmas.
Xmas is a time when you learn to bless , love giving and receiving bless from everyone, though business has commercialized Xmas into something comercial, but please remember, the true meaning of Christmas, a time of love-care and sharing. Be aware of the people throughout the world who have suffered around as you enjoyed another one of ur enjoyable christmas with friends.
Give a ten second of prayer to those lost of people in Thailand, that struggled for democracy, to those that have died under the cruel attacks of Mumbais, the Africans that have died from our splendid spending, and others that might be writhing for pain as you laughed with join in this christmas.
Me?
I still haave to worry my spec
They are the people who cannot find their way in the mass of people, that had failed to find the term myself among the midst of poeple they know. They indulged in the world of digital, a world of internet , perhaps the most unreliable thing in this world. Yet these are the best thing that he or she could have grasped. In the wirtual world, he has a different identity, a different view, a different thing to do, that could possibly throw him out of sadness of reality.
Especially in this Christmas, when loves and care fills the air, there seems to be a group of people that is unable to love someone, or not loved and cared. There seems to have people that fails of distinguish Christmas with another day. To them, christmas is just another one of his hundred excuse to leave the house, or the cage of reality perhaps for someone, and indulge themselves in these seeming unreliable digital world.
We are the ones who perhaps who choose to ignore, choose not to acknowledge the presence of Him. Even though the heat of love of him is radiant, it coulf never reach the cold's space of them. The radiant seems to be to hot, or perhaps too surplus, for a cool heart resides in a person.
We are The Lost Soul of Christmas. We're the ones who Santa would never give a visit to.
*************************************************************************************
Today, I had the worst Christmas ever...
Yesterday, there's a ex-schoolmate gathering. I half-hearted attended the gathering. The skepticism within me told me that it's going to be another dull gathering for me. Or perhaps, I scared to go there.
To see my own mistake, my silly past, seeing the me who has been once helpless before.
I reached the gathering, and greeted by one of those stupid nicknames I "honorly" earned during my school years. Before this, I could have turned into a tall face, or refuted what I say. However, I smirked at them, and sat down quietly, disappointingly telling myself " They still haven't changed. do they."
During the whole gathering, I fall to silence, as I listened to their experiences, and in the end, loaded by crap, ranging from " I've just done a concert in Tokyo to Do you want to lost ur virginity tonight,"
Utter nonsense.
In the next one hour, I excused myself to toilet, and then run ro the nearest CC to have a game.
SAm I being too sensitive after two years, or am I becoming more pesimism within these two years, I couldn't have known.
Another bored and "miserable" Christmas Eve.
*************************************************************************************
Christmas!
Wake up la, you have to work at 7a.m., so let's get working.
Having a chicken chop for lunch, asked the co-worker of mine to prepare a turkey to me, but he replied, there's a bunch of lightfire there if you wanted to smoke.
Laughed at his reply (huo ji (turkey) and the lighter (da huo ji) sounds the same.
And today friends called me to have a nadminton game in a resort, in the end, my trousers broke into half, and my two-years spectacle broken.
And when I reached home, an electronic breakout happened just when I arrived home.
And now, I am typing on a computer, after mom's failed attempt to let me stay at home.
Tonight, do you see a cart with reindeer pass through the night of Xmas, I don't, cuz Santa never show himself to the mischevious kid.
*************************************************************************************
Happy Christmas to all of you, and remember, this is perhaps ur last christmas in Malaysia, or in your own state.
And remember to cherish those one you love, and learn to love in this Christmas.
Xmas is a time when you learn to bless , love giving and receiving bless from everyone, though business has commercialized Xmas into something comercial, but please remember, the true meaning of Christmas, a time of love-care and sharing. Be aware of the people throughout the world who have suffered around as you enjoyed another one of ur enjoyable christmas with friends.
Give a ten second of prayer to those lost of people in Thailand, that struggled for democracy, to those that have died under the cruel attacks of Mumbais, the Africans that have died from our splendid spending, and others that might be writhing for pain as you laughed with join in this christmas.
Me?
I still haave to worry my spec
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Fatal Frame
For all camera lovers, I have a story to tell. But beware; don’t proceed on looking this post if you have no-resistance to spooky stories, especially people that have great imagination and would probably have a nightmare from than night week. Worst, you might feel something strange with your dear camera that you used to hold.
The story is not that spooky, but you have been warned. If you decided to sue me, or blame me after that, I would pay no responsibility. Then again, you have been warned. But the story is not that spooky actually, unless…you’re the main character…
Sorry to say, but I didn’t have any “extraordinary” encounter yet. It’s just that, I played a series of game, and the game really spooks me. It send a cold chill to me, even with the mention of it and for your information, the game is named “FATAL FRAME.”
When firstly camera was invented, there are some people that refused to be taken picture by camera, as rumor during that time said; your soul will be trapped the moment the camera is snapped… Of course, it is a senseless rumor, but this game is designed and based on this rumor.
……
Long time ago, there was a village called the “All God’s Village”. It is said that there’s a great evil resides in the core of the village, and to suppress it, a ritual must be done to appease the evil within.
The ritual is, a twin will be caught at the sacrificial ground, and both twins have to kill each other by holding their neck, until one of them is dead. Then, the dead sister would be sacrificed, while the other survived.
And one of the twins that are chosen for the ritual are named Sae And Yae. Both of them tried to escape from the ritual, however, in the last minute, Yae was able to escaped alone with a guy called Mitsuki, leaving Sae behind before the sacrificial ceremony starts. The unlucky Sae was caught to the ceremonial site. However, during the ritual, she went berserk all of sudden, and the whole people in the village was killed, and the village since then, vanished.
It all started with this line, “we will always be together, forever…”
Two twin sisters, Mayu and Mio played in a small stream near a forest, when suddenly, Mayu, the elder sister chased a crimson butterfly that flew past her, she kept run, with her sister, Mio, chasing the Mayu which has a weird obsession on that butterfly.
They reached the All God’s Village, the village with a spooky past…and they cannot find their way out.
The twin decided to explore around the village and on one occasion, she disappeared with the dead spirit of the villagers. Since then, miss Mio had to bear the quest to find her elder sister, and save her, but with herself trapped in this mystic-village, with those vengeful spirit waiting to take her life.
And your role is too control the pitiful Mio.
(just some grumble) Mind you, this game is quite realistic in one sense, as no punch and kick will deal damage to those “beings”, nor do the girl has special power (she could be the clumsiest character I played…) , or light saber, pistol or whatever you think. And her trump card to survive is the…tata, the camera which is designed to trap the souls of the dead, called the camera Obscura. When you battle using this camera, you have to adjust your camera to the spirit (like you use a real camera, but no need to adjust brightness though), and take a picture. (Say Cheese). But, to deal tons of damage, you have to wait when the spirit approaches and SNAP just before the bloody claw touches the little Mio. (That explains why my camera skill improved, I had done a lot of practice in the game, and you might be just be…somehow, lolz). And those spirits could passed through any wall, and give you bloody chilly touch that made Mio screamed! The game difficulty was set to easy, but I have trouble to finish the game. Perhaps, I have to worry whether something would appear when I played (gasp, I don’t have a camera).
Continue to story…
By one chance, Mio was told by Mitsuki that Mayu was caught to the sacrificial ground to perform the ritual, and Mio has to rescue her before the ritual is done. She had to prevent the tragedy that lands to the twins landed on her sister. And obvious, Sae is behind all this.
When Mio finally eventually encountered Sae, she saw the past and the bloody history that mingle between them.
And, you know what’s the ending? I don’t mean to spoil the game, so any people that is playing on the game can kindly close now. ( But bet all of you would either uninterested, or scared to death, let me spoil the ending.)
Mio slay and cut ( or should say, SNAP) Sae into few pieces, and rescue Mayu from the village, live happily ever after.
If this is the ending, I would have say “ Ceh, expected,” and satisfied for finishing this horror game.
But instead, I scolded WTF for half an hour after seeing the ending.
Sae is not killed, and twins meet each other. Suddenly, the scene of the sacrifices once again appeared, the scene of Sae and Mae flashed, and Mio, uncontrollably wretched Mayu’s neck to her death…
When Mio was conscious on what she do, she cried, and suddenly something happened. The bruise on neck turned into a crimson butterfly, and Mio chased the crimson butterfly until one spot, when she saw lots of crimson butterfly there, the souls of the twins that died from the sacrifice.
In the end, Mio sat in the bench alone, with a red-butterfly like scar on her neck, and Mio’s last sentence is…
We would always be together, forever………
This is the game…fatal frame II- Crimson butterfly.
I swear that I won’t play any kind of this horror game. I have been scared to death, playing this kind of game at midnight, in the dining hall. I must have some nerve to do that, until…I stumbled on another series of the game.
Fatal Frame III – the tormented.
Rei Amakura, the main character of the story, is a reporter that reports about the strange event happened around. She suffered from her boyfriend’s death, named Yuu, and Yuu’s death was somehow related to Rei. Since then, she suffered from the trauma, and on one occasion, she knew about the research that Yuu had been doing- The Manor of Sleep.
It is said that in the Manor of Sleep, you would see your beloved dead person there. However, if you decide to chase, you could have found yourself missing in the manor forever. The location of the Manor was still a mystery, like the All God Village in 2n series.
Since then, Rei dreamt about the manor, and she saw Yuu inside the Manor, however, when she wanted to find Yuu, she was assaulted by a mysterious girl, and a scar was left on her shoulder.
Just when Rei woke up and found out that it’s just a dream, she saw the scar, expanding day by day on the shoulder.
On one dream, she stumbled a girl named Yoshida, the only survivor of a plane crash, and she keep muttering the sentence.
If only I didn’t survive. I should have never lived.
Rei decided to pay a visit to Yoshida in hospital, and the unconscious Yoshida was suddenly covered with unknown scar, and disappeared…
Meanwhile, Kei, the cousin of Mio (the girl on the crimson butterfly series) had been worrying on Mio, for she has always blamed herself since the incident. During one time, Mio landed on a deep sleep, and Kei discovered the lost Mio in his dream, in the Manor of Sleep.
What would happen to Rei? Who’s the girl that assaulted Rei? And what would happened on Mio and Kei? I had been eagerly wanted to know, but I can’t, for the game is too scary to be played alone at night, the music is spooky, the background, everything… = = On one time,I played the game and throw the joystick 15mins later, for my hand already shivered. I even resist the temptation to shout “AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”
But believe me, once I have nothing to play to, I would enjoy scaring myself, and play this game. Cuz, I want to know the ending.
But right now, nah, give me a break.
The story is not that spooky, but you have been warned. If you decided to sue me, or blame me after that, I would pay no responsibility. Then again, you have been warned. But the story is not that spooky actually, unless…you’re the main character…
Sorry to say, but I didn’t have any “extraordinary” encounter yet. It’s just that, I played a series of game, and the game really spooks me. It send a cold chill to me, even with the mention of it and for your information, the game is named “FATAL FRAME.”
When firstly camera was invented, there are some people that refused to be taken picture by camera, as rumor during that time said; your soul will be trapped the moment the camera is snapped… Of course, it is a senseless rumor, but this game is designed and based on this rumor.
……
Long time ago, there was a village called the “All God’s Village”. It is said that there’s a great evil resides in the core of the village, and to suppress it, a ritual must be done to appease the evil within.
The ritual is, a twin will be caught at the sacrificial ground, and both twins have to kill each other by holding their neck, until one of them is dead. Then, the dead sister would be sacrificed, while the other survived.
And one of the twins that are chosen for the ritual are named Sae And Yae. Both of them tried to escape from the ritual, however, in the last minute, Yae was able to escaped alone with a guy called Mitsuki, leaving Sae behind before the sacrificial ceremony starts. The unlucky Sae was caught to the ceremonial site. However, during the ritual, she went berserk all of sudden, and the whole people in the village was killed, and the village since then, vanished.
It all started with this line, “we will always be together, forever…”
Two twin sisters, Mayu and Mio played in a small stream near a forest, when suddenly, Mayu, the elder sister chased a crimson butterfly that flew past her, she kept run, with her sister, Mio, chasing the Mayu which has a weird obsession on that butterfly.
They reached the All God’s Village, the village with a spooky past…and they cannot find their way out.
The twin decided to explore around the village and on one occasion, she disappeared with the dead spirit of the villagers. Since then, miss Mio had to bear the quest to find her elder sister, and save her, but with herself trapped in this mystic-village, with those vengeful spirit waiting to take her life.
And your role is too control the pitiful Mio.
(just some grumble) Mind you, this game is quite realistic in one sense, as no punch and kick will deal damage to those “beings”, nor do the girl has special power (she could be the clumsiest character I played…) , or light saber, pistol or whatever you think. And her trump card to survive is the…tata, the camera which is designed to trap the souls of the dead, called the camera Obscura. When you battle using this camera, you have to adjust your camera to the spirit (like you use a real camera, but no need to adjust brightness though), and take a picture. (Say Cheese). But, to deal tons of damage, you have to wait when the spirit approaches and SNAP just before the bloody claw touches the little Mio. (That explains why my camera skill improved, I had done a lot of practice in the game, and you might be just be…somehow, lolz). And those spirits could passed through any wall, and give you bloody chilly touch that made Mio screamed! The game difficulty was set to easy, but I have trouble to finish the game. Perhaps, I have to worry whether something would appear when I played (gasp, I don’t have a camera).
Continue to story…
By one chance, Mio was told by Mitsuki that Mayu was caught to the sacrificial ground to perform the ritual, and Mio has to rescue her before the ritual is done. She had to prevent the tragedy that lands to the twins landed on her sister. And obvious, Sae is behind all this.
When Mio finally eventually encountered Sae, she saw the past and the bloody history that mingle between them.
And, you know what’s the ending? I don’t mean to spoil the game, so any people that is playing on the game can kindly close now. ( But bet all of you would either uninterested, or scared to death, let me spoil the ending.)
Mio slay and cut ( or should say, SNAP) Sae into few pieces, and rescue Mayu from the village, live happily ever after.
If this is the ending, I would have say “ Ceh, expected,” and satisfied for finishing this horror game.
But instead, I scolded WTF for half an hour after seeing the ending.
Sae is not killed, and twins meet each other. Suddenly, the scene of the sacrifices once again appeared, the scene of Sae and Mae flashed, and Mio, uncontrollably wretched Mayu’s neck to her death…
When Mio was conscious on what she do, she cried, and suddenly something happened. The bruise on neck turned into a crimson butterfly, and Mio chased the crimson butterfly until one spot, when she saw lots of crimson butterfly there, the souls of the twins that died from the sacrifice.
In the end, Mio sat in the bench alone, with a red-butterfly like scar on her neck, and Mio’s last sentence is…
We would always be together, forever………
This is the game…fatal frame II- Crimson butterfly.
I swear that I won’t play any kind of this horror game. I have been scared to death, playing this kind of game at midnight, in the dining hall. I must have some nerve to do that, until…I stumbled on another series of the game.
Fatal Frame III – the tormented.
Rei Amakura, the main character of the story, is a reporter that reports about the strange event happened around. She suffered from her boyfriend’s death, named Yuu, and Yuu’s death was somehow related to Rei. Since then, she suffered from the trauma, and on one occasion, she knew about the research that Yuu had been doing- The Manor of Sleep.
It is said that in the Manor of Sleep, you would see your beloved dead person there. However, if you decide to chase, you could have found yourself missing in the manor forever. The location of the Manor was still a mystery, like the All God Village in 2n series.
Since then, Rei dreamt about the manor, and she saw Yuu inside the Manor, however, when she wanted to find Yuu, she was assaulted by a mysterious girl, and a scar was left on her shoulder.
Just when Rei woke up and found out that it’s just a dream, she saw the scar, expanding day by day on the shoulder.
On one dream, she stumbled a girl named Yoshida, the only survivor of a plane crash, and she keep muttering the sentence.
If only I didn’t survive. I should have never lived.
Rei decided to pay a visit to Yoshida in hospital, and the unconscious Yoshida was suddenly covered with unknown scar, and disappeared…
Meanwhile, Kei, the cousin of Mio (the girl on the crimson butterfly series) had been worrying on Mio, for she has always blamed herself since the incident. During one time, Mio landed on a deep sleep, and Kei discovered the lost Mio in his dream, in the Manor of Sleep.
What would happen to Rei? Who’s the girl that assaulted Rei? And what would happened on Mio and Kei? I had been eagerly wanted to know, but I can’t, for the game is too scary to be played alone at night, the music is spooky, the background, everything… = = On one time,I played the game and throw the joystick 15mins later, for my hand already shivered. I even resist the temptation to shout “AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”
But believe me, once I have nothing to play to, I would enjoy scaring myself, and play this game. Cuz, I want to know the ending.
But right now, nah, give me a break.
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