When I can't think of a title, that will appear.
I bought myself Rune Factory on a whim on Saturday after I refereed at the Sec 3 Inter Class Soccer/Touch Rugby tournament, and I can't seem to get myself off it... Its got Zelda style game play, inclusive of hacking and slashing monsters in caves, the main thing that separates this Harvest Moon series from the rest and made this spinoff so popular. Its also the only HM game which Sam has not dubbed "gay", since he can't stand a game that doesn't involve killing/shooting/violence.
It handles much like any other HM game, but with better graphics and some voice dubbing (not much though). Most interesting part about it, like I said above, is the the monster caves. Its unique combat element adds a lot of life into the series which was starting go stale, judging by the last one they released for DS... In this one, you happily run through caves, slaughtering all the monsters that you come across, or alternatively, you could tame them so they can help you out, either by giving products like eggs, helping water and gather your crops, or helping you fight in the caves.
This blog will turn a year old on the 8th of February, dug that up going through my old posts. Speaking of birthdays, my own is coming up on the 18th, though I plan to have it on the 9th, since 18th is the starting day of the Common Tests. Haven't filled up the guest list yet, as well as the entertainment, since I got to decide that based on the type of people that are coming. A soccer game might be feasible, though I can't imagine Tim Kwok having fun doing that or any other sport for that matter. Definitely decided on the menu though, and it shall involve steak. Sam, if you're reading this, 360 = more steak.
Thursday 31 January 2008
Saturday 19 January 2008
Good and Bad...
Week's been pwnage so far for me, was awarded $150 from the school for good progress, got a perfect score for the differentiation test, among other things.
Problem is, Mrs Ang is away on some course of some sort, which means a stand-in for her was needed, and it arrived in the shape of one Miss Yeo. I'll say it direct, she is boring.
-She never deviates from the book, unlike BAng, who would discuss anything from Heroes, to head lice to Prison Break, to name a few.
-Her lisp. I suppose this really isn't her fault, but it isn't making it any easier for us to concentrate in class.
-She is boring.
-Did I mention she was boring?
Eugene seems to fancy her though, I guess he's got a thing for stick insects. Given the fact that she's barely out of university, I guess this could be due to her lack of experience. We all still want BAng back ASAP though.
Sam requested I put this rant of his up. He wrote it in, surprise surprise, Lit class. The original question was "What makes the old woman and unattractive character?"
Sam's Rant
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What is unattractive?? Perhaps it is like cheese that has gone bad on a hot summer's day, or a jock strap that has been used one too many times and is growing unattractive fungi, or perhaps even Cheng Heng, who has some serious funk in his trunk (Its only ethanol and grass I swear!!) But why did Tom Robinson kill the mockingbird?? I do not know, perhaps its because I have not read the book and I'm working on the assumption that Tom Robinson was the squirrel who grew opposable thumbs, so it could use a BB gun to shoot that bastard son of a bird. Perhaps the bird stole his cake, soft...moist...and most delectable of cakes. The messiah of the cake world. The Ubercake! But I for one think that the companionship cube called "JEM" was overrated and started talking to Gordon Freeman, causing him to go mad and swing his crowbar around, knocking the remote out of Chuck Norris' hands. After which Chuck Norris went nuts and did a roundhouse kick of awesomeness, cracking the world in half!! Billions died and humanity was on the brink of extinction! Then Optimus Prime woke up and discovered it was all a dream and made the resolution not to watch Oracle and Huntress... Mudwrestling!! In a hot tub!! While making out!! While Lara Croft pours lube on them while screaming "Room for one more!?!"
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End of Sam's rant
Don't ask me why, he somehow always draws the topic to his favourite Oracle/Huntress fantasy.
Problem is, Mrs Ang is away on some course of some sort, which means a stand-in for her was needed, and it arrived in the shape of one Miss Yeo. I'll say it direct, she is boring.
-She never deviates from the book, unlike BAng, who would discuss anything from Heroes, to head lice to Prison Break, to name a few.
-Her lisp. I suppose this really isn't her fault, but it isn't making it any easier for us to concentrate in class.
-She is boring.
-Did I mention she was boring?
Eugene seems to fancy her though, I guess he's got a thing for stick insects. Given the fact that she's barely out of university, I guess this could be due to her lack of experience. We all still want BAng back ASAP though.
Sam requested I put this rant of his up. He wrote it in, surprise surprise, Lit class. The original question was "What makes the old woman and unattractive character?"
Sam's Rant
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What is unattractive?? Perhaps it is like cheese that has gone bad on a hot summer's day, or a jock strap that has been used one too many times and is growing unattractive fungi, or perhaps even Cheng Heng, who has some serious funk in his trunk (Its only ethanol and grass I swear!!) But why did Tom Robinson kill the mockingbird?? I do not know, perhaps its because I have not read the book and I'm working on the assumption that Tom Robinson was the squirrel who grew opposable thumbs, so it could use a BB gun to shoot that bastard son of a bird. Perhaps the bird stole his cake, soft...moist...and most delectable of cakes. The messiah of the cake world. The Ubercake! But I for one think that the companionship cube called "JEM" was overrated and started talking to Gordon Freeman, causing him to go mad and swing his crowbar around, knocking the remote out of Chuck Norris' hands. After which Chuck Norris went nuts and did a roundhouse kick of awesomeness, cracking the world in half!! Billions died and humanity was on the brink of extinction! Then Optimus Prime woke up and discovered it was all a dream and made the resolution not to watch Oracle and Huntress... Mudwrestling!! In a hot tub!! While making out!! While Lara Croft pours lube on them while screaming "Room for one more!?!"
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End of Sam's rant
Don't ask me why, he somehow always draws the topic to his favourite Oracle/Huntress fantasy.
Sunday 13 January 2008
First of all, let me say a very happy 16th birthday to both the Tims I know, Tim Foo, and Tim Kwok (Yes, I know I'm a week late).
Tim Foo had his birthday party yesterday, a week early if I remember right. I was supposed to get there at 6, my parents got lost trying to navigate to his place, the house numbering coming to an abrupt end at 102 when he said he stayed at number 4 on the same street. When we finally found out that there were two sections that of that same street that were split into two, I finally arrived half an hour late, spotting Poh Chih and him walking to the field at the back of his house with Chris to play soccer.
Apparently I wasn't the only one who as late. Most had arrived by 7, save Raghaav, who got lost as expected. Tim finally found him wandering around a few streets away at around seven thirty, and we could finally get the game started. The game itself was hilarious, mostly since the ground was wet and muddy from the rain. Joel ran around holding his pants up the whole game to keep them clean, Reuben tried not to get his black nail polish washed off (A failure), people missed easy goals because they couldn't see the ball in the dark, the trees were the top scorers with 3 goals, I threw a frog I found on the field at Poh Chih midway through the game, Raghaav nearly broke his neck taking a kick when he slipped and fell, and we managed to roll Zhongxi through the mud just before we ended.
We finally came in close to 9 after Keith nearly killed Joel with a shot, and queued up to take a bath (It took as all nearly an hour to get cleaned off) before we got around to having dinner out in Tim's backyard. Despite the generous spread of food before us, I seemed to be the only one with a significant appetite. Chris suddenly realized it was already 10+ and he needed to be home so we hurried up with the cake cutting so everyone could rush home in time for their curfews.
Coach's selection of the 22 player squad will depend on the match tomorrow St. Andrews on their new artificial turf. My bid for a starting position is shaky at best, doomed at worst. Right now, I just want to fight my way onto the 22 man squad first, then take it from there. My last chance for redemption is at hand, my hand must not falter.
Tim Foo had his birthday party yesterday, a week early if I remember right. I was supposed to get there at 6, my parents got lost trying to navigate to his place, the house numbering coming to an abrupt end at 102 when he said he stayed at number 4 on the same street. When we finally found out that there were two sections that of that same street that were split into two, I finally arrived half an hour late, spotting Poh Chih and him walking to the field at the back of his house with Chris to play soccer.
Apparently I wasn't the only one who as late. Most had arrived by 7, save Raghaav, who got lost as expected. Tim finally found him wandering around a few streets away at around seven thirty, and we could finally get the game started. The game itself was hilarious, mostly since the ground was wet and muddy from the rain. Joel ran around holding his pants up the whole game to keep them clean, Reuben tried not to get his black nail polish washed off (A failure), people missed easy goals because they couldn't see the ball in the dark, the trees were the top scorers with 3 goals, I threw a frog I found on the field at Poh Chih midway through the game, Raghaav nearly broke his neck taking a kick when he slipped and fell, and we managed to roll Zhongxi through the mud just before we ended.
We finally came in close to 9 after Keith nearly killed Joel with a shot, and queued up to take a bath (It took as all nearly an hour to get cleaned off) before we got around to having dinner out in Tim's backyard. Despite the generous spread of food before us, I seemed to be the only one with a significant appetite. Chris suddenly realized it was already 10+ and he needed to be home so we hurried up with the cake cutting so everyone could rush home in time for their curfews.
Coach's selection of the 22 player squad will depend on the match tomorrow St. Andrews on their new artificial turf. My bid for a starting position is shaky at best, doomed at worst. Right now, I just want to fight my way onto the 22 man squad first, then take it from there. My last chance for redemption is at hand, my hand must not falter.
Saturday 5 January 2008
The Return to Reality
School has started again, and homework that I never knew existed began to appear, like Chinese... Six essays, a couple of comprehensions... This would hard enough already as English, but in Chinese... Can't imagine what the situation would be like if I decided to be lazy and not do any of my other homework.
Mr. Lam's sense of humour seems to have grown over the holidays, unfortunately tipping toward the sick end of the spectrum. Check this out
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Lam : Joel, tell me, are the wires of the solenoid insulated or not??
Joel : Err... Insulated
Lam : Correct, it must be insulated, with rubber. We are safe people, must always use rubber protection
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Lam : Now, we have a few ways to magnetize a magnetic material. One, a traditional favourite of boys here, is called stroking, where we use one magnet to rub against it. Then we have the method known as double stroking, where we use two magnets to rub against it.
Someone : Is double stroking faster??
Lam : The number of hands does not matter, you still get the same...effect.
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To try and relax, I decided to skip the selection trials for Sec 1's (It was optional, and it was raining) Chris and company to play table football. Problem was, Bryant was torn between going with them or going home to do his homework and Monty didn't want to go to HBD Hub because it was too far from his house, and we debated on what to do in the CC cafeteria while Daryl took a crap and Mojo ran back to school to buy graph paper
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Bryant : See, I really have to get back home and finish up the @#*#ing Chinese..
Chris : Just come with us, you can copy off mine. Well, I left a few blank, but those are the harder ones, you can try them out yourself.
Bryant : Arggh, what to do?? Cheng Heng, what do you want to do?
Me : I....Think I'll just flop over and go to sleep.
(Flops onto the table and goes to sleep)
Bryant : Absolutely useless in a crisis...
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Eventually, Bryant decided to follow Daryl to HBD Hub to help him kill time before he met up with his other friends, and I tagged along. After lunch, we went to MacDonalds to so Daryl and Bryant would have a more a conducive environment to do their differentiation holiday homework in. Having done and handed up mine long ago, I sat there with my McFlurry and helped them out when they needed it, which was pretty often. Flipping through Bryant's Batgirl comic in between rescuing them, I came across a tile with Batgirl and Oracle hugging each other. On a bed. Sam would explode if he saw that. He was went crazy enough at the though of Oracle and Huntress in a mud fight, in bikinis, and requesting to Gail Simone that she include such a situation future issues was on his "To Do" list when we met her at the Writers Festival.
Mr. Lam's sense of humour seems to have grown over the holidays, unfortunately tipping toward the sick end of the spectrum. Check this out
----
Lam : Joel, tell me, are the wires of the solenoid insulated or not??
Joel : Err... Insulated
Lam : Correct, it must be insulated, with rubber. We are safe people, must always use rubber protection
----
----
Lam : Now, we have a few ways to magnetize a magnetic material. One, a traditional favourite of boys here, is called stroking, where we use one magnet to rub against it. Then we have the method known as double stroking, where we use two magnets to rub against it.
Someone : Is double stroking faster??
Lam : The number of hands does not matter, you still get the same...effect.
----
To try and relax, I decided to skip the selection trials for Sec 1's (It was optional, and it was raining) Chris and company to play table football. Problem was, Bryant was torn between going with them or going home to do his homework and Monty didn't want to go to HBD Hub because it was too far from his house, and we debated on what to do in the CC cafeteria while Daryl took a crap and Mojo ran back to school to buy graph paper
----
Bryant : See, I really have to get back home and finish up the @#*#ing Chinese..
Chris : Just come with us, you can copy off mine. Well, I left a few blank, but those are the harder ones, you can try them out yourself.
Bryant : Arggh, what to do?? Cheng Heng, what do you want to do?
Me : I....Think I'll just flop over and go to sleep.
(Flops onto the table and goes to sleep)
Bryant : Absolutely useless in a crisis...
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Eventually, Bryant decided to follow Daryl to HBD Hub to help him kill time before he met up with his other friends, and I tagged along. After lunch, we went to MacDonalds to so Daryl and Bryant would have a more a conducive environment to do their differentiation holiday homework in. Having done and handed up mine long ago, I sat there with my McFlurry and helped them out when they needed it, which was pretty often. Flipping through Bryant's Batgirl comic in between rescuing them, I came across a tile with Batgirl and Oracle hugging each other. On a bed. Sam would explode if he saw that. He was went crazy enough at the though of Oracle and Huntress in a mud fight, in bikinis, and requesting to Gail Simone that she include such a situation future issues was on his "To Do" list when we met her at the Writers Festival.
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