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Death -999999 blogged on Friday, May 30 at 21:46 hrs. | |
Early morning of May 30 Yet another time came for the desire to elude taking notice of the time slowly ticking its way to... the classes later. What I did was to surf the net. I checked the links page and see which sites could I pass by: Seems like some ordinary killing spree, but it did gain me the following:
The last one, you may see some other familiar "faces". As for the first two mentioned, well, they're really cute! Her creations are really wonderful! It's unusual to see a Japanese (female, to be precise) would be attracted to such a classical game. Oh well. Why be surprised? The game puts-its-boot-to-the-behind in the first place. May 30 The end of the SEP classes... Freedom! But before we totally earned it, Mrs. Zeta cought up to us with a final quiz. Test of Discernment. Basically, the items contained instructions that we should follow. Here goes...
And the list goes on until number twenty. Somwtime while doing the quiz... Mrs. Zeta: Okey, guys, how many are through? 20. Now that you have finished reading carefully, do only sentence no. 3 Wow... Heheh. ^_^' Toby, Nicoy and someone else did the same. Oh well. no biggie. ;)
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Mother nature has cooled off its head, yet its frostbitten mouth has converted the lead-melting atmosphere into a magma-nullifying one. The spinning blades of the electric fan would make things more unpleasant than the initiated point. She had stated that her aniversary of existence in the world would always summon the tears from the agony of her (Mother Nature). I wish she was born twice. XD Anyway, what I often do now to avoid paying attention to the ever rotating arms of the clock is playing Diablo II (Version 1.08). New character is a sorceress (I forgot why Enzo suggested that), using Ice and Lightning spells, and is already in level twenty-four. Name? Issadora Toltec, based on Metal Fatigue (not again!). My nails are long. How long? Hmmm... Let's see... 1.5 mm. Nny is disgusted at it. XD It's clean. ;) When I get addicted to a game, I visit sites (official or unofficial) to download multimedia files (except for movies) just to be more amazed at what the company has created. I'm sure you won't have a difficult time in guessing what game this is. :) (size:65.4 kb. Resolution: 1000 x 1000) I just came from a skirmish game of Metal Fatigue. The map's nice. 8 player map with an unpiloted alien combot in the center, protected by swarms of alien tanks. The computer started to become choppy, though, and its role was a major mind disorientation of the player (which was me, of course). >:( I've found a font much smaller than verdana when set to size one. Arial! Its width is more compacted, compared to good ol' verdana. Hmmm... I might use that font for the new site... Times New Roman seems smaller than Arial but the serifs and fillets made it too bulky for a small font size. ^_^' Lastly... I need a reality check.
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Death -999999 blogged on Wednesday, May 28 at 01:35 hrs. | |
As I read the guide, it just gets better and better...
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Death -999999 blogged on Friday, May 23 at 23:44 hrs. | |
SHIT!!! Not again! Metal Fatigue crashed! NIYAAAAAAHHHHHH!!! And I already had the upper hand... Lots of acquired enemy parts, combots, Metajoules, the enemy... And I've secured both the Orbitals and the Underground...! Two hours of trying to stand up for my base, my defences, my tanks and artileries... The combots... I was suffering from the losses of my combots, hoping that the crew members are safe... (I think I've explained before the high-ranking crews.) Losing them is like losing your best friend... Well, okey fine, it's not even close to that. It's just that... They're very crucial to the world of combot battling. Watch out, you enemy CorpoNations. Tomorrow, your bonds will soon encounter SCISSORS!!! NIYAHAHAHAAA!!! YOUR JETS AND BOMBERS WILL FOREVER ENCOUNTER "SAFETY LANDING" ENDEAVORS, BUT NEVER MANAGE TO PUT YOUR PLANES TO A SMOOTH TOUCHDOWN!!! YOUR TANKS AND ARTILERIES WILL BE TURNED INTO COMBOT ROLLERSKATES!!! (If that was possible, it'd be cool!) YOUR COMBOTS WILL BECOME AN INSTANT JUNKYARD!!! AND YOUR CREW WILL EITHER BE BURIED BENEATH THE CURSED SCRAP OF YOURS OR A THOUSAND KILOMETERS BELOW THE CRUST!!! AS FOR YOUR BASE, IT WOULD GO ALONG WITH THE COMBOT SCRAPYARD JUST FINE!!! SOON, YOU'D REGRET BETRAYING THE ALLIANCE, ESPECIALLY WITH THE CORPONATION NAMED "RIMTECH"!!! Then I remembered that my score in my last test was fourteen percent. "Look, ma'am! I could read zero point nine eigh six nine times faster!" Then, I remembered that May 26 is extremely close from now. The I remembered Kyle was ****** off just because I wasn't able to join their gimik to a mall that I don't know what they decided to go to. Stupid brain. Summer's already about to end, then you're gonna think? Thinking is a very deadly thing to do. Deadlier than a kitchen knife to penetrate the skull of a person. On the brighter side of the day... To remove the frustration I had in that cursed test, I played NHL (aka Madden) with Mik once again. "When you're mad, you gotta play Madden!", we joked on our way home. You know, it did helped a lot. Of course. Who would be pissed off in a glorious victory? Yes, folks. I won! Score was around fourty-eight. His was around thirty-six. The end. Curse some more!
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Death -999999 blogged on Thursday, May 22 at 20:12 hrs. | |
Damn this... I've already typed blog entries from Monday to yesterday, yet I end up pressing the delete button as the text is highlighted. *sigh* I'll just summarize.
And I wish to apologize to Ate Vig for not replying to your text message "How was baguio? ü". A comprehension score of twenty-seven and thirty-four clouded my mind until it could see no more. Bagiuo was nice. The painball war was fun. (the equipment didn't give its best >:( ) My new pair of glasses in elegant. My neclace in wondeful too. That's all. And this time, I'm gonna post this...
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Death -999999 blogged on Friday, May 16 at 22:14 hrs. | |
paranoia, n. 1 a form of psychosis in which a person imagines that he is being persecuted or that he is very great or important. I don't know if it was paranoia or just plain insanity, but here goes... Early morning of May 16, 0300 hrs. I was playing Final Doom: The Plutonia Experiment. I was already in level twenty-six. What I could remember was when I was to step on the teleport pad, I would be surrounded by two revenants and more or less, six zombiemen. A chaingun wouldn't do. So I chose the plasma gun instead - personal favorite. The next thing I could remember was... I inputed the cheat code "idfa", which gives me all weapons and full ammunition. Then... It all started. My pinky was stuck on the ctrl button (the fire button). I would charge them as streams of blue light hit the guts (or bones) of the unholy demons cursing the world. Everytime my energy cells run short, I would input the code once again. Then back to the blue light. Even if there were no enemies present, I would still spread the light around the horizon. Everything I saw was the blue light that flashes everytime it touches an object. Everything I heard was just the monotone of the plasma gun. "Kzat! Kzat!" Something like that. Back when I was still in level twenty-five, I was brainstorming. Thinking about my friends... and their secrets. Not the ones that I have knowledge of. The ones that I had only ideas - or even nothing at all. I kept thinking that each of us has a barrier that destroys the bond between all of us being one - a barkada. Yes, that was the trigger that let me pull and never let go of the trigger. It's been a while too since I last maintained the volume to half-way. And the music? Gradius Perfect Selection - Into Hostile Ship. The music of rage. It remains alone in my playlist everytime a similar occurence... occurs. May 16 It was the first time I closed the book without reaching my goal. My hand has torn off all its strength. My finger acted as a pacer (as what they say) at it was pointing out what I had to see in the book. It stopped. No, wait... It didn't stop yet. It had to close the book first, then it stopped. Halfway in the book, and the stopwatch started to shout that the reading time is over. I gave up on my drill. Speed Reading (Dynamic Reading, as what we call) is supposed to be focused on increasing the words that we read per minute, so how come it's also testing my stamina?! It was the only reason why I stopped. It was also the time when my watch had lost its strength too. It had lost the energy to sway its arms (Arms? Eh digital naman watch ko eh. :D ) back and forth to keep track with the endless steps of time. The class changed my perspective to the brighter side of it, though, as I got a WPM of 1,216 (the minimum required was 1,194) and had a score of 60%. I also got the basic storyline right. A full-length book in one sitting... seventeen minutes, to be exact. Wow... Right now, I should be packing up (Impake... anlalim talaga, pare!) for tomorrow - we leave for Baguio in about nine hours and will be back when Tuesday comes back once again. Bye bye, guys. That reminds me, I'll miss Monday's class. The lesson is about Flexibility. I'll miss the atmosphere of people there, too, of course. Mrs. Zeta, Mik, Mara, Carla, Toby, Aika, Donn... And of course, si Ah at si Li. :) (as Mik would say) Ah, me kwento din ako. Maikli lang 'to. (anlabo, practically everything in the blog would be cosidered as "kwento") *Rico opens the cabinet to get some clothes* I miss wearing a jacket. XD Conscious ako eh. Kahit mag-shorts ako (with the shirt on the upper body), alanganin. (tama ba word na ginamit ko? ^_^') PS. When you need something from Baguio, text me (or Enzo) ASAP! Heheh.
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Death -999999 blogged on Thursday, May 15 at 11:35 hrs. | |
I never expected to post soon, but... here goes. "You're starting to become a typical insensitive teenager who thinks he's cool when he's not." A good way to start yesterday is this quote. It was perfect. What made the flaws are the fact that the people who had the same idea never told it to me. They even had to send a messenger. It was ironic, seeing that one of them hates backstabbers. Okey, so what happened? Hopefully, I'll be able to make this short, so... Chow. "I HATE YOU!" It started everthing. I was in Mik's house, celebrating his fourteenth year of existence in the world. Everyone was already happy. I was happy. Until I saw that in the LCD screen of my cellphone. Ever since I received that, I remained silent... until Carla, Mara and Tita Bing left. My excuse for shutting my mouth was because Mik was too busy playing basketball. So they left... Mik went back to where I was. I followed him to the computer room. Then I started talking. About what? About what happened. What did happen? Yet another conflict with Carla. Yeah, she was the one who texted that. I know, it came all of a sudden. So, anyway, I was telling him about the conflict. He was telling me what I should do/say. Which I did do. *sigh* What did she reply? She could never hate me, nor would she ever will. So that cleared everything... Another special note. Why she texted that "I HATE YOU!" is because of the fact that I shared with Mik those personal messages. The discovery of that fact triggered yesterday's case... I regretted everything I've done. I wasted Mik's wish: For the family to have no existing conflicts within. Though it did came/come (Bwiset! Pati verbs, nakalumitan ko na!) true (Thank you, Lord), it could have been for more of his different aspects of his happiness. He, himself, was the one who said that any conflict within the family would give him a heartache. Confident that I could do the rest myself, I went back home, greeting him a final "Happy Birthday!". That ends yesterday. Conclusion: I have changed. In a negative way. First, I have become more evil. The quotation is true, yet exaggerated. The disgrace is just that it was delivered in a sort backstabbing way. Nag-text nga pala si Wednesday nung wednesday. (Tawa kayo, joke yon eh. :p) Me LJ na daw siya! http://www.livejournal.com/users/muckflurry Oh, and Lira lent me her Love Hina volume 2! On the way home, I was jumping and jumping from the joy I had. ^_^' Before I close this post, may I thank Ate Vig for keeping me calm while my insides went rampant, and to the birthday boy who saved the family relationship by telling me what to do and who risked his wish just for the prosperity of all.
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Death -999999 blogged on Wednesday, May 14 at 01:05 hrs. | |
May 13 0930 hrs. Someone knocks at the door. It was Rina, telling me that Nny was on the phone and was urgent. I took the phone, and frustration starts to build up. Within three hours and thirty minutes, I'd be in Robinsons'. Why? Dentist appointment. Dentist appointment?! Heck... Another short notice from Nny! The latest I can remember is the fact that we would go to Sanville. That was the day that I should be asleep in the afternoon but was unable to do so because of the trip. Moving it to this weekend was not an option 'cause our Baguio trip was moved too to this Saturday. Well at least that's good news. I would get my new pair of glasses soon. :D 1300 hrs. I was already in the mall, along with Enzo. He waited for me while I was in the dentist's center. After that... the whole remaining time was in our hands. First thing we did was to find an arcade... I think. We played Time Crisis 2. We used up eight tokens each, two for the initial, and one for every continue. Enzo had none left when we were in the second area of the final stage. I had two more remaining. Mine went empty too - when I was in the final area of the final stage. Never have I reached that far. You know, in the first stage, my arms were already strainful already. And even until now, it's bothering me. Not good if I'm gonna practice-read/drill for my Prosec. Next, we bought our stuff. Enzo bought a CD case (for multiple CDs) and prepaid for his cellphone, I bought my two blank CDs. Speaking of cellphones, I got back mine the day after I lost it. It was returned by the maids of the neighbor. Anyway, 1630 hrs. Nny came back to pick us up. We went first to Shopwise. She needed some stuff. Enzo wanted some stuff - food, actually. His shipment contained chips and some packs and cups of Yakisoba. Hwehwehweh! Home... Home... Sige, move tayo sa an hour before this time. I was editing the Random Stuff page. I managed to finish it. The next to edit/create are: Links, I.P., Special Thanks (new page), Blogger template and the index. It'll be easier for me to manage all those compared to before 'cause I know more about CSS already. Early morning of May 14, 0000 hrs. A text message was received by my cellphone: "Tulog ng maaga ur ur!! *pat* *pat* teka nakita mo na ba tong cel mo?" Ehhh?! o_O; How did she know about that? The news must have spread like wildfire... Or did she visit my site? I doubt that. ......... Pocket Tanks bgm just rocks the world with demolishing devastation. ......... *After reading the regulars* Babysitting?! God damn, did that sound very unpleasant. Wag niyong ulitin yon, nakakabinge ng tenga, nakakabulag ng mata at nakakasira ng utak. Sira na nga, gagawing niyo pang malala yung trahedya. 'Lamat.
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Death -999999 blogged on Monday, May 12 at 22:05 hrs. | |
Test once again...
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Death -999999 blogged on Sunday, May 11 at 19:54 hrs. | |
......... I'll talk later about camp. I'll just talk about my material things. One of them was damaged, one is lost, and one is missing. Damaged: Eye Glasses. On the morning of the second day (Saturday), we had an Amazing Race. Before going to the Stilt Houses to initiate the game, I must have dropped it. After the final round, when the orange (or was it the green...?) team finally arrived at the volleyball court (finish line of the race), I saw it with Ate Suki's hand, along with some other things of her own. It was deformed... That part that holds it to your nose... The left one was replaced with a wire, right? Heheh. Now it was bent, along with what holds your ear (it's unequal now, but I can fix it). And the right one of the nose was missing too. Lost: My Pilot G-Tech C-4 (meaning that it has a point of 0.4), one of the most expensive pens in their world, if not the Parker and the others. It was missing on the third day, probably at the session hall. Missing: My good ol' cellphone. It was not in my possesion at least when we were already going home. I can remember placing it somewhere in the van. I went back to Mik's place twice (only the maids were there at that time) to check if I left it there somewhere. Then I also checked in our house. No luck yet... I even called my cellphone. It was ringing (though it was set to "Silent"), yet no one was answering. I thought of calling Mik and ask, but... his number's in the cellphone. Catastrophe... The only thing I'm confident about is that my cellphone is either in the Narcisos' good hands (May it be Mik himself, his dad or mom, or even with Carla and Mara or their dad) or in our own house. And it gets worse... This time, it's no longer a material I'm talking about. Now, it's focused on... Carla. Shit... Why did she have to do it...? And why was I unable to respond to her pleas of apology...? Heck... In my whole life, ginawa sa 'kin yon (similar experiences, but not exact) tatlong beses na. Teka lang... apat pala. First, from Karen, she suddenly texted "glit ako sau.". God, did I cry! Around five days after, she was also the one crying and started to BEG for me to accept her apology. Though I did after three days, when he had backup from his friend, Bryan. Second, from Kyle (I can remember that I wrote about it in the original Alethea), I was supposed to lend him my watch because thay needed a stopwatch, but I was unable to go to school the next day. Soon he texted me all this "****** *** mo!" and "AYAN TULOY, 60 GRADE NAMIN SA SCIENCE!!!", only to find out personally from Mrs. Lucido (their Science teacher) that the submission day was Friday - It was either Monday or Tuesday that didn't go to school. One of the days of the week, he texted another rant. Then I replied "Ba't ga galit? E sa Friday pa naman deadline niyo a." He never replied. His cover was blown, thanks to Ma'am. Third, from Sig. You might have seen/read it in the Archives. Just scan it, and you'll know the story at least in my perspective. And of course, the fourth, from Carla. *sigh* The only reason why I don't want to attend tomorrow's SEP classes is that she'll be around. Once I have a conflict with a person, my tendency it for me to avoid him/her. ......... Got to go. I'll have to check my Province.
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Death -999999 blogged on Friday, May 9 at 07:55 hrs. | |
Darn... I'm so sleepy... It's 2230 hrs. Yes, I'M SLEEPY AT NIGHT!!! It's something that I could really be pround of... My yawns are increasing in number and are growing in length of time. Soon my mouth would finally be shut, along with my eyes and my consciousness. It's not good. You were approximately two minutes from dream land when someone calls your attention to halt your journey to prepare your things for the next day. Yeah, the youth camp. Okey, guys... I'd be considered a jerk if I backed out now... What am I saying...? I have no plans of backing out. Anyway, we leave ASAP after tomorrow's Prosec session. My stuff would already be in Mik's house even before going to SEP to decrease the chance of being late and being stuck in the immobility of the traffic. I'm gonna miss you guys! Eh...?! I remembered a comment I didn't like from somebody when I was on my way to CMLI (Children's Museum and Library Inc. The reason why I was inexistent in your Merville trip back in '02-'03 Semestrial Break) Opinions, eh?! A lot of things are/should be kept unmentioned, unheard. That is why there is this certain something that exists. Two of them, one of them is kinda a requirement for the other. One is "Silence" (Hey... that's a crew name of Neuropa in Metal Fatigue...!). The other one is "Secrets". Actually, there are a lot of words and phrases (something like that), though I do not remember all of it. God...! Just because of a single sentence (first sentence in the previous paragraph) and a single note form someone, I made a whole paragraph?! Anyways, I'd bet this is my last entry for the rest of my life... Joke! XD 'De, for the week lang. Or maybe I'd be back in/on Sunday. (Prepositions... Why even bother putting a "/on" there when I've probably made a heck lotta mistakes in my post! And even in/on the previous entries...! Gyah! There I go again!) Still, a problem exists: Would Carla be allowed to go? Hopes are down, as the chances are against us. By the way, like what I was bragging about in the first paragraph, I am proud to announce that I no longer initiate my sleep in the morning or afternoon! Yes, folks! I sleep at night! I could doze off while typing this, you know. May 9 Ah, good morning! It might be *good* for you, but mine didn't start of so well... I received a message. Two of them, actually. The time I got it was at around 0400 hrs. My initial reaction? I blurted out unpleasant word. "Shit."
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Death -999999 blogged on Thursday, May 8 at 16:24 hrs. | |
Yes, I know, I didn't post for a lot of days again. Generally, I just played in the past few days. But I'll allow myself to go back to at most yesterday, the Second Session of Thursday. May 7 In class, we were divided into five groups. Mrs. Zeta (our teacher, of course) let us chose a leader and a team name. My group mates were Toby, Lyra (spelling? Eh...), Ica (spelling again?), and Don. Since no one wanted to be a leader, I chose to stand up for ourselves. I gave the team name too. "Virgilion", based on the person who gave a quote located on page five of our module "They find it possible because they think it possible" by Virgil. And the others? They maintained their names to "Team A", "Team B"... you get the point - they had no names. (although Mara said that they thought of the team name "Silence" because they were all... silent) The session was quite good. Our exercise was to use our finger to read and the speed is around... say an approximation of a page per six to eight seconds. Sounds impossible? Well, let me tell you this: Our focus is yet aimed for speed, and not comprehension. Soon, we will be able to understand what we are seeing in the book. At the start, you will see a blur (as Mrs. Zeta noted and as we ourselves have noticed). Soon, we will have focus... not a crystal clear focus/vision, but it would still be a blur. Soon, we would gain a sight clear enough to READ. Then... we would push ourselves again for a much faster speed. Oh, by the way, our assignment's a drill. We would do the same to what we did in school. Social status? Well, the person that I talk to most of the time's Lyra. End of story. After dismissal, we went home. Carla and Mara went to Mik's house. I did the same. After eating, we went to the Multi-Purpose hall of LGV. There was a meeting for the Youth Camp (it was actually a "Discovery Camp", noted one of the facilitators). Mik and Mara were inviting me to go. Carla was telling me to do so (the weird thing is that she's the one who's not going). I was still having trouble with my schedule. Beh. So on with the meeting. The worst part of all such gatherings are... Icebreakers. Although it was nice. I got to know some people. The only ones that I CAN remember are two of the facilitators (Kuya Anthony and Kuya Nick). Then, on with the discussion. While clearing some things from the forms, I saw a familiar face - two of them, actually. Or was it three? At least one of them is my busmate back when I was in grade four/five/six. I know she's a friend of Diwa. There was no doubt that I too was a familiar face to her. She glanced at me... twice. Within thre seconds, she glanced at me twice. Gwapo daw kasi ako eh. Niyahahaha! Yeah right! Anyway, we went back to Mik's. God, what's happening to me... Anyway, before Carla and Mara went back home... Nagtanungan na. Nag-aminan na. Joke. 'De, ako lang umamin eh. Si Carla, sabi niya, yung naka-green daw. (It was so ironic, since it was only Micaa whom I remember wearing a green shirt that day. Hahahaha!) Si Mara, hindi pa natatanong. Si Mik? Wala DAW. ;) Ah, sabi niya, yung crush daw, more of personality. Baliktad sa 'kin eh. ^_^' Pero bait naman ni... Ay, muntik na. ;) Don't worry, guys. You don't know this person anyways. Ten minutes after they left, I did the same. There, I discussed with Nny and Tty the trip (with me calling Mik twice for some clarifications). They did agree. Good. Now, Carla was the only one whom we fear that could not join. She already had a five-day camp before. Tsk tsk tsk tsk... May 8 Today, I played a little Megaman Legends. Frustrated at the fact that I was unable to get every item with the bombs, I pressed the reset button and played once again. Something caught my eye... It was the "Calvin And Hobbes" compilation (or something like that). And something too kinda made me feel different: *Calvin and Hobbes are walking around the forest while talking* Betcha wonderin' why I felt different after reading that strip, eh? Nothing important, it's one of the parts there. ;) 1300 hrs. I left home and went to the Multi-Purpose Hall office for the payment of the youth camp. It's official. I'm a camper (sa counter, hinde. Lusob lang ako nang lusob, kahit mamamtay ako o hinde, basta sugod). That's it. Well, back to Utopia. After that, I'll do my first assignment for the Prosec. After thirty minutes... At this rate, I won't be going anywhere.
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Death -999999 blogged on Monday, May 5 at 02:03 hrs. | |
May 4 Okey, so the comments aren't working. The main problem is that it won't access the page when I log in - "The page cannot be displayed.". I have to extract the code again. This morning, I was unable to sleep. Some kinda Body/Mind Synchronization Faliure. For short, insomnia. ;) I think it was my mind who did not want to sleep yet. Oh, yeah, I was testing myself for Javascript. So far, so good. Unfortunately, they are of no practical use yet. I need to learn more to put them into proper use. 1200 hrs. I was about to sleep, when... Someone was vigourously knocking on the door. I opened it - and saw Dom. "Bihis na. Punta tayong Sanville." ******* ****...! At a state like this...?! God...... Weee... Tita Cres taugh me some technicals on the camera. Syempre. Hindi yon yung digital. Para siyang yung mga ginagamit ng photograpers. Generally, she taught me the lens management. Focus, light... No zoom? Heheh. She was using a different lens so there was no zoom. She let me try it out for a while (without taking any shots, of course) I like that kind of camera. The large one. Wherein you attach something on the top for the flash. The zoom there's more reliable. ;) Yeah, I know, I love zooms too much. Para feeling sniper! XD She also gave me this hematite (spelling?) cross. It was for the replacement of that necklace of mine that had a plastic bag. ^_^' It was nice though. Lunch. Dom: Uy, coke. 1345 hrs. I slept. No, I wasn't at home yet. God, there were a lot of interuptions. Some from Dom. Some from Tito Ovie. Tito was spraying some alcohol on my arm. And while sleeping, the cross was on my hand. I woke up at around 1600 hrs. ('cause we're gonna leave na), to see that the cross was still there. Cool. Around 1700 hrs. We arrived home. I went to my room, turned on the aircon (Rhymes! Groovy!), went to bed, and finally went to sleep. May 5 I woke up at 0000 hrs. God... dey say d erly sila n lng d nman ako 2log ulit ako ggsing nalang gud mo'ning! yngat! Sender: Sent: Austell texted too, saying that he has questions. I did. His questions were about Blog publishing on sites (and not in blogspot). Weee... God... Fourteen hours after, I'll be sitting on a chair inside 3E for SEP...! This is dangerous in this situation... Finally, this blog is done. Now to go back to Utopia.
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Death -999999 blogged on Sunday, May 4 at 01:02 hrs. | |
Oh, gosh, it's May already! Anyway, see the post before this? Yeah, we were in our cousins'. Around 1300 hrs., Nny came to bring us back home. God, was I sleepy! 1300 hrs. I went to dreamland (although I didn't dream - as usual.) 1445 hrs. Nny woke me up. I forgot that my dentist appointment was at 1530 hrs. She allowed me not to go. So went back to dreamland... 2200 hrs. I checked my province. Yes! My networth's almost 100,000! And my defence is growing! Eh. My wizards are still few - 112. ;_; Weee... Oh well.. I think I'm gonna regret accepting their offer of the cease-fire. My KD mates' plan is to send conquest attacks to the enemy monarch. I already saw its stats - it was quite lower than most of the monarch's fellow KD mates. 6000 archers... Eh? Oh yeah, he has around 6000 knights too. ^_^' And that's just in his defence only. I want to attack, but I already gave my word... Oh well. After the cease-fire, I'll give them everything I've got to give 'em at least some bruises! Hmmm... *goes back* ......... Hopefully, the comments in my blogs are working already. Consider this entry as a test too.
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Death -999999 blogged on Saturday, May 3 at 07:34 hrs. | |
Woah... the last time I blogged was back in... Tuesday. Sorry guys. Became very lazy ever since. <sigh> Welcome back to "Nocturnity", Rico. Yesterday, I enrolled for SEP. They disagreed with the idea of taking up Biology. With my options reduced, I chose that Prosec Speedreading Program. Beh. I managed to do it technically alone (Yes! First time! Alright!). On my way home, I went to Shoppersville to buy two Prepaids: One for the cellphone, one for the Internet. Hmmm... The next thing I remember was that... Eh... I was packing my things for our overnight with our cousins. Weee... First thing we did was to go up the fifth floor. Hmmm... I texted Bobbie. She replied. I did too. Another reprisal. Uh... the point is just that we had a text conversation. Topic: Bands. Generally. Nilord knows the drums, Enzo has a background of the piano, she plys the guitar... And I could be the vocalist. ;) Banda na! Ah, an interesting deed. While in the edge of the roof, Dom (and Enzo too) had a guitar (a chair in Enzo's case), was raising their equipment (kinda looks like they were rioting), shouting their "war cries", with Nilord providing a flashing background by turning the lights on and off and on and off... Whaaa...?! what happened with my other data?! Eh. Nilord and Enzo's asleep... Ate Nizzi, Ria and Dom did too, so... I have the PC all to myself! Niyahahaha! I attacked Chemical Heart. I took his bullying personally. I fought back. The attack type was "Conquest". I failed - as expected. He lost 200. I lost around 400. You know, their monarch is giving us a chance for a cease-fire to pump then attack again until we surrender (well, they do have the upper hand). They sent all the people in 30:2 (our KD) a message saying that. I easily agreed on the cease-fire because I'm just a newbie and a natural coward (as what I exactly told to their monarch ;) ). Weee...
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