Showing posts with label rant. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rant. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Freakin' out

Ability to type in complete, gramtically correct sentences still on blink. Something to do with cars. All Dad's fault. Nothing more to say on that. Still freakin' 'bout it. Lack of warning was not appreciated. Honestly? Deep-ending not pleasent experience. Adrenaline rush though. Whoo. And thought had ass covered on probably eventuality.

Personally, blame disjointedness on Rorsarch. Watchmen. Completed wierd bad mumbly tendency already present. Is good way to type, less work. Heh, lazy.

Picking up goods tomorrow. Deep breaths. Blueberries. hah!


RvB put up new pictures today. Family photo theme. Not as good as last batch. still some good shit. Need some local friends.


Going to watch Life now. First roughly-proper-ish sentence of night. Go me.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

of headshots and things...

Well, I finally did it. I finally got off my ass, connected my 360 up and signed up with XBox Live. So yes, I'm now playing Halo online! Happiness. :)

Interestingly enough, people seem to be able to tell I'm a girl... And before you even do the whole 'duh, you're voice ain't manly' thing, there's a bajillion pre-pubesecent annoying, foul-mouthed, immature, stupid, noisy boys on XBox Live too. What is wrong with them?!?! Is there some kind of requirement that if you're a gamer under 14 you have to be utterly retarded??

Which is why I try not to let on I'm a girl... Being humped by other players in co-op loses it's appeal to me somehow...


Someone helped me unlock a coupla skulls though. :) So yes, there are nice people out there... But what really wierds me out is I found myself speaking mandrin into my headset to a guy from Taiwan... -_-U
Sigh...


Anyhow, my gamertag's S7R4T4, read: strata, and with some luck I'll be able to get myself a decent rep or something.


I'll do another post some other time to bitch about the lag on swords...

Friday, January 25, 2008

Meandering 2.5

Nyargh, I really need to freak out about what I found out but I can't freak out here because some people actually do read this and the wierd thing is that I'm freakin' out because I can't tell anybody. AND that I totally saw this coming!! Or not. Well, maybe. I dunno. Blargh (honkhonk).


On a less cryptic note, I have a gay-dar! And it freakin' works! Awesome! Go me!


Uh, yeah...

I was going to pretend to be normal and do a proper post but... *looks shifty* yeaaaahhhh... too late for that now.

Would it be beyond weird if I put up a personal add for a co-op buddy? Hmmm...

Monday, January 14, 2008

'...like two assholes on their first date.'

Not been posting again so here's an uber quick update before I get to the main point of this post. Watched Eastern Promises with Caleb and Char (and lunched with Deb). Watched American Gangster with my grandmother (and found out she watched Eastern Promises too... zomg.) Finished Assassin's Creed (so dissapointing. I was hoping for more. yet, i'm not too surprised. never a good sign. And what is it with the final boss battle? last bit was very much like Fable the Lost Chapters.) Lunched with Steffi and went shopping. finished up my job with Mediacorp. Not necessarily in that order. Oh yeah, Priscilla (ugh, spelling) from SD2(i think) got my job. :) cute.


And with all that out of the way, I can move on to the main point of this post: bitching about Gears of War. Yes, I've finally gotten round to playing it and I'm being a complete wuss and playing on Casual. The Locust scare me, okay? And I'm playing alone all the time now since my bro's out of town. So I like that they go down easy.

Even so, it's hell of a lot more tactical than Halo... Seriously, even on casual, if you don't stick by the maxim of 'duck and cover', you're toast. Not like Halo's Easy at all... and the enemy units are soooo much smarter. they flank you, all the time. I mean the AI engine does make them do dumb shit occasionally but on the whole they're pretty smart, pretty co-ordinated and available in hordes. Plues the emergence holes are... interesting. I'm playing Act Two now which is where it's dark and you've gotta watch out for the Kryl (I think) and man, it's crazy, creepy and fun. And the weapons require a little more thinking too... (Think Hammer of Dawn)

Plus, you're actuall in charge of delta Squad which means you need to give orders. It does help since Dom's an over-zealous sumbitch and Baird's kinda a chicken shit. Cole... Cole's actually not been too bad so far. Except he doesn't seem to get the "duck and cover" bit so well...

Yeah, your squad's AI's are pretty dumb sometimes. Which is really what I want to bitch about because Dom keeps running out and getting his stupid ass shot off by guys I could have taken. then when i run out to heal him, I get shot. After this fifth time this happened, I let the idiot lie there and bleed. He heals automatically when you finish off that bunch of Locust. Except while he's bleeding out, you get his bitching over the radio and no cover fire. Interestingly enough though, he never tries these crazy charges to distract the enemy when you need him too. Say when you're facing a trioka... Baird may be a chicken shit but at least you have steady cover fire so when you fall back to recoup, you don't have to worry about some shit-ass ugly locust popping out of his hole to walk over to your hiding place and whack you.

Well, I think I've ranted enough. The conversation in Delta Squad's pretty funny though. this post title is a line from when the Squad first splits and Marcus takes Baird with him (usually you get Dom. Hence my angst.)


Things like this though make me worry about my sense of humour...

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

bleeeeh

So for the first time in my life, I find myself depressed to be NOT going back to school. Just the ambience, the people I usually see... I really miss all that. Red wanted to crash orientation with me but I decided not to be cause I have work and if you did it right the first time, one ACJC orientation's quite enought to live through, thank you very much. I swear I had mud I didn't know mud could get...

Maybe a bit of the other reason is that I didn't want to go and watch a whole bunch of people starting their ACJC experience for the first time. I envy them that. I had a great 2 years, made some really good friends and I wish it weren't over. But it is and I shall content myself with crashing Spectra meetings. :)


Anyhow, I'm trying to bury myself in my job a little (a job which I might not have by the end of the month... Damn you HR people who want a five-day week for 400$ a month. NOBODY would do the work you want for that.) and now... I'm even more depressed.

I've been looking for info on the Dragon Boaters who drowned in Cambodia in November and... it's very sobering poking around on the memorial blogs and whatnot. Actually screw that, it's bloody depressing. Still, I've got enough material now that I think I can call it a day and go assassinate someone in the Harbour of Damascus. Or wherever else it is I'm in Assassin's Creed right now.


This is a compltely depressing new-year post. Yeuch.

Thursday, December 20, 2007

cowabunga dude!

I used to have a friend who bitched to me all the time about how he looked so young he was ID checked at every event he went to. I promised myself I wouldn't do such a thing having experienced first hand how spazzy it sounded.

And then it started happeing to me.

I got friggen bounced for an NC16 movie! WTF! ARGH, so full of HATE!


Yup, okay, I'm good. So since I didn't have ID on me, I went and watched Alvin and the Chipmunks. Which is a damn good movie. Or cute at least. God I love chipmunks.

But the show that lends this post its title is TMNT- which I finally got down to watching this afternnon. (that's Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles for you sad people who didn't have a childhood)
I just wanna say: I love Mikey.

Okay, that's not all I wanna say. For one thing, I'm really glad the movie was good- particularly the way the relationships between the turtles was portrayed. I especially liked the whole thing between Raphael and Leonardo- it's the big brother VS brother showdown you could always see brewing yet never really exploded that badly... Or did it? Damn I need to dig up my parents' old TMNT comics...

The funny thing is, I realise that I've actually been a TMNT fan longer than I've been a Spidey fan! There's this picture of me in nursery on my brithday with this HUGE TMNT cake in front of me. Think it was Leo on the cake...

Mikey's always been my favourite though. :) When my cousins and I used to play, I was always Mikey. Now though I see Mikey's... How do I put this... 'Not playing with a full pack'. And I wonder if my cousins were not perhaps trying to tell me something...

Monday, December 3, 2007

Where religion enters, common sense leaves

Before you even ask, prom was great. I don't think I've ever exhibited such cam-whore-ism before but it was still fun. And respect to Amoz for understanding that when your Dad drives all the way to Shangri-La hotel to pick you up at eleven at night, you do not just tell him to turn around, thank you very much, because you've decided to go for the post-prom party. Sheesh. Pictures will be up on my facebook account. :) Even managed to get a picture with Sam- one of the most camera-shy guys I know (As opposed to Jing Wei who's actually a bit of a girl when it comes to taking photos. Which is the polite way of saying he's a bit of a cam-whore). And the food while paletable was definitely dissapointing considering we paid 98 friggen bucks. Oh well.


The main reson I'm making this post though is about the Golden Compas movie coming out. No, I'm not going to watch it but not for some religious reason. It's because I've read the book and I just don't feel like coughing up money to watch some director's interpretation of the thing in film. That and I don't think Daniel Craig's that cute. No, what really gets me is the way the Christian church is (once again) responding to a movie/book with anit-Christ elements. Years ago when His Dark Materials was just a book, they did nothing, said nothing. Now that it's a movie, they're out condemning it in force as anti-Christ. Which acts as excellent publicity and makes even more people buy the book and watch the damn movie.
You'd think after what happened to with the Da Vinci Code (and to a certain degree, Brokeback mountain) they'd have learned. The only people who'd listen and not support this 'evil, evil' thing are the Christians who are least likely to be taken in by any such messages (Though if you're the kind of person who'll parrot these beliefs without actually having read the thing to formulate your own opinion, you might actually be gullible-read:stupid- enough to be taken in...) For everyone else... put it this way: if you were a start-up writer who didn't want to take the risk of engaing in a major advitising campaign to publicise your work, make sure one of your reviewers mentions it has anti-Chirst elements. After that, sit back and let the church do everything for you.

Okay, that's not technically true but I really don't understand why there's this huge fuss about the Golden Compas. Firstly, there's nothing particularly obvious in the way it's anti-Christ. So the angels are gay and god dies. Big whup. Nowhere in the book is anyone led to believe that this is anything other than purely fictional. And that Christians assume saying "oh, it's anti-Chirst" is going to make their non-Christian friends not watch the movie... well. The term I'd like to use here is "very special kind of stupid". Why should they care? Frankly I'm a Christian, I've read His Dark Materials (not for awhile though. If anyone could loan me a copy of The Subtle Knife and The Amber Spyglass, I'd be grateful), The Da Vinci Code and Brokeback Mountain and I have to say: so what? These authors are entitled their views and any thinking individual should be more than able to realise they're writing fiction. Why do Christians then insist on sullying themselves with denouncing these works and making themselves look- unfortunately- stupid?


Were that I knew.

Ironically, are all the dungeons and dragons type novels then not anti-christ too? Oh yes, they're fictional but they propagate a world without god and the existence of other dieties. Sacralige! They too must be burned!

Yay. Go stupid. (waves pompoms)

Friday, September 7, 2007

Bang

Well, holidays are almost over and I've been laregly unproductive, unreconciled with my probable failure of the prelims, unaccepting of the fact that I have less than two months to the A levels and f***ing depressed that I can't come up with a halfway decent CCA/CIP list for SCG. Or SGC. Fine, I blow at acronyms, bite me.

Doing this though makes me realise I want to KILL DAVID for not getting us registered for the CIP we did with Kids Read. *drifts in to a pleasent dream of stabbing a senior* Yup. Damn, shouldn've gone for this one.

I feel like there's a whole batch of contemplative, angsty shit I want to say right now but it won't come out right and I'm not in the mood to sound like a drama queen. So I'm just going to hang on till Monday when school starts again and I can drown my sorrows and confusion in the loud, hedonistic pleasure of living. Because really, introspection SUCKS BALLS.


On some level I feel bad about the angst but I think I'm largely too pissed to care.

Dammit, I need a hug.


Going to drag my brother along for open house tomorrow. If he doesn't chicken out at the last minute.

Monday, September 3, 2007

The future is now.

I think I finally figured out what I want to grow up to do. (Like how Grace vaguely realizes she wants to work with Lucas films.) I wanna go and work with Bungie. :)

Yes, I did get this idea from O'Donnel's quote in Time "...they become Halo fans and then they go on to work with Bungie". But I think the seeds of this realization came from that time when DT told me I should get a job with RvB. I don't what it is about Halo that makes me love it so but I do. Unfortunately since Bungie's based in the US, I don't think my family's gonna be too supporting of this career choice. I could always run away... Nah. Kidding.

Oh man, I really hope I can get the special Halo 3 edition plate for the 360 when I get mine. It'll be so cool.


Anyhoo, I've discovered (yes, really late and slow I know) This Spartan Life. Gotta love Damien. And the solid gold elite dancers. But Octobit is 73H PWNZ.


Yes, this is a completly sensless post simply full of Halo fan-girl love but too bad! HAHAHAHAHAHHA. Because I desperately need something to distract me from the fact that I'm probably going to fail my premlims and two months to the A Levels isn't really all that much time.

And this guy needs to get a life. I mean, come on, it's for a Wii! Who cares! "Sharp object" should be replaced with "bouquet of flowers". Wii. Che.

Thursday, August 30, 2007

Bagley no more

Well, I just found out (after not really checking up the comic loops for the last... I dunno, year?) and Bagley's qutting USM. Or rather quit. About 6 episodes ago.

For those who think I'm speaking geek (I meant to type that since this is clearly English and not in fact, Greek), USm is Ultimate Spider-Man and Bagley's the penciler for it, since day one. His collaboration with Bendis, the writer of USM, has lasted for 110 issues which Wikipedia assures me outstrips the previous 'long collab' record held by Stan Lee and Kirby on their Fantastic Four run. Y'know, back in the day. (Read: before most of us were born) In other words, Bagley's behind the distinctive look of the artwork of USM as we know it. (Though I do love the way Isanove inks. *squee*)

Anyhow, Bagley's been replaced by this chap called Stuart Immonen (Canadian. Hrm. There is doubtlessly a joke that needs to be said with this but I try to keep my racism non-existent. 'Cept for the Irish jokes. Those write themselves.) Sadly the only example of his work I own (as far as I can find) is thoe cover art for Ultimate X-Men in the Ultimates Annuals. I... can't imagine the entire of USM in that style. My mind just balks. (Though he does have pretty stuff up on his site.)

I'm not going to flip out until I've seen USM issue 111 or onwards and gotten a proper look at Immonen's work but one way or another, I'm really sad Bagley's left. I mean, burn out and all is completely understandable but damn, I liked his art.


Unfortunately I am now stone broke (I mean broke. There's 30 cents in my wallet) and between my 360 fund and the new Halo comic that just came out (Halo: Uprising), there's no telling when I'll next be able to afford a trip down to the comic store.

Some of the guys were wondering yesterday why we never get to see the Master Chief's face. It's deliberate; Bungie wants us to be able to maintian this illusion that we are the MC. Hence, no face. Kinda doesn't work that well though when his voice is deep, gravelly and obviously male and you're an 18 year old girl.

Thursday, August 9, 2007

NDP

I, uh, got dragged to the NDP yesterday by my Dad and younger brother and I gotta admit I had my reservations. I don't do crowded, hype, heartlanders and government-started pretending to be a patriot by going for an over-advertised event. Besides, like most other kids, I've seen a parade before in P5 and come to the conclusion most of the fun's in being a moron with your friends. So yes, I did go for the "first parade on the world's largest floating platform!" for one reason and one reason only: the goodie bag. And family time of course but if you'd let me pick, I'd have gone with watching a DVD of TMNT (which I still have not seen).

We arrived amazingly late- about 18:10 (there was a sign on one of the gates which read (gantry opens at 1445) and got placed in the overspill seating, putting us about five rows from the front and within shouting distance of the VIP box- if anyone could hear you shouting over the clamour that is. Marching bit was fun (because we were so close and my dad brought binoculars) but without a doubt the hight point of the evening for me was the drive-past of all the uberly cool machinery. Yes, we were close enough to get sprayed by the civil defense chaps with the hose. Maybe there's something to that saying "ladies love armour plating". I know I do! (though Steffi would point out my status as female is under debate... T.T)Anyway after that the rest of the parade is kinda a haze of dances and stuff. Bad lip-syncing included. And the lady in the red dress singing opera? Put it this way; it's a good thing my shirt was already red or the blood streaming from my ears might have made a really bad stain.

I liked the 21 gun salute :) And my goodie bag is purple. Love.

Friday, July 27, 2007

Random

Random post because blogger ate my last one and I'm trying to see if I can make it show up again.

To entertain you today, Mei Studios brings you random ranting! (Don't you love alliteration? I know I do!)


Unfortunately I don't haveanything good to rant about that I haven't already ranted on before so I guess I'll just talk about something interesting.

*Whips out a pointer and a bunch of charts on those flippy paper on a stand thingies*

Here as you can clearly see is the Transformers movie which has been out long enough that I have no qualms whatsoever about spoilering it for you. I would like to bring your attention to the very last bit of the movie where Optimus Prime is narrating the closing sequence. Note that Sam and Mikaela are making out- on Bumblebee's hood. And that Optimus in robot form and IronHide in his pick-up from are standing/ parked a little way off, watching. Appearently the Autobots have a slight voyeuristic streak and Sam and Mikaela at exhibitionists at heart.

And that concludes our presentation for today. Thank you very much.

Saturday, June 30, 2007

The end of the beginning- not the beginning of the end

OHMFG. I just watched RvB Episode 100, the last on good ol' blood gulch. OMFG. They cliff-hung it! I mean, not really but sorta. And after so much briiliant RvB-ness, I gotta say, the ending's kinda dissapointing. I'm not sure if it's because it was actually bad or because I was really hoping that this episode would wrap everything up and this left alot of unanswered questions. Is Tex really dead? Is Andy? Sheila? Tucker's kid? The alien? Omega? Lopez?!?

And why the hell doesn't Griff die? I mean, he got shot in the head and someone dropped a stalagtite on him! The last bit was cute though, the convo where everyone's talking on XBox live. Though it suggests that Donut isn't as gay as we've always made him out to be... bizzare.

Well, I suppose the good thing is there's enough questions that the next season is definetely going to have to link to this. Though it'll be interesting to see if they use Valhalla (shit, can't remember how to spell it.) from Halo three. And it'll hopefully be sufficient excuse that no nit-pickers amongst the fans will whine about the change in animation.

It's kinda funny; I was watching this documentary on video games on Discovery the other day and they interviewed Burnie about RvB as an example of machinima

Wow, just... wow. Though it makes me think, why is it these "rebel" and "by-passing the system" types of expression are considered successful only when they get accepted by the system? You get the same thing for webcomics and to a certain extent blogs. The pinnacle of success for these mediums is when they're embraced by the very institutes they circumvented. (Not that RvB's team hates Bungie or anything like that- Bungie's too cool for that. I mean, come on, Halo) But I'm just sayin' that's how it feels. I might be reading too much into this but hey, that's the beauty of blogging: legitimate-being-a-total-moron. Viva la revolution!


Class CIP today. We stuffed Maurice and Sam into a neoprint booth. I hope we haven't traumatised them too badly... Ironically, it was Sam's suggestion... If I can get one of the better pics scanned, I'll pop it up. :)


Ugh, Heores season finale next Wednesday. Call me old-fashioned but I'd rather wait a week for each episode than get the entire season on downlaod at one-shot. The suspense means alot in the exprience, yanno? I mean, that's why we watch movies in the theatre rather than wait for DVD. And that's why a hand-qritten letter means so much more than an e-mail, a phone-call more than an SMS, a hand-made card more than a store-bought one and a home-cooked meal much more than a the finest restaurant food. Because even if we are slaves to convenience, there still remains the vestiges of some old-world sentimentality and appreciation for that personal touch.


Did a quizz I found on Red's blog:

Saturday, June 2, 2007

Nobody move; I dropped my brain

So, final birthday bash count is assortment of text messages (credit goes to Red for the earliest one; I received it at 12:01 June 1st), Venom Carnage (comic), Marvel 1602 (hard cover comic ohmygodthesexiness) and watching pirates 3.

I love Jack Sparrow! It's the way he runs. And talks. And makes absolutely no sense even while being so very sensible.

Uh, right.


The funny thing about pirates 3 is that I think i actually enjoyed it more than Spidey 3- treason and heresey (misspelt that) I know, but true. Both suffer from similar complaints of having simply gotten too big for their boots. Too many characters, no real, believeable plot, bad pacing (draggy at bits- though found pirates sufficiently entertaining) and overly-reliant on brilliant CGI to bring in the crowds. Yet pirates was better. Why? Really better? Or somply better because we expected less from it?

My theory: we expect more from Spidey because it's Spidey. There's a gold-mine of plot to bring to play, enourmously three-dimensional giants of characters and consultation with Stan th' man in movie production. And Riami calls himself a fan.

On the other hand, pirates is a totally new thing. A whole 'nother ball game (thanks Red for waking my brain up to the smell of idioms in the morning). New series, different purpose, different history (it was a Disney ride before the movie for pete's sakes; what were you expecting for brain thrust?) and it saves itself with its humour and characters.

As much as it pains me to say this, Jack Sparrow's a much better character than the movie Spider-Man.

Why the hell doesn't the silver screen Spidey blow our ears off with his back-chat?!?


Right... officially done being rabid for now a will go do... stuff.