Due to several requests for an update on my blog, I have finally squeezed some time out to make a post!
After several months of continual training, not to mention the last minute chaning of hand position, I have finally achieved a new personal best of 584 (previous record was 576)! I got into finals as sixth place because everyone else screwed up. In the finals, I shot 102.7 (top score) and moved up to fifth place while the best shooter (Morgan, from RI) shot so well he ended up seventh place (from first place). After niaoing him like xiao it's time to zhao to go to Sim Lim Square.
Byebye!
Sunday, August 07, 2005
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
Dammit.
Lost. Again. This time by 6 points. Last time by something like 50 points. Nothing much to say except I screwed up my first few shots. First shot: 8. Second shot: 10. Third shot: 8.
Sunday, July 10, 2005
Random Linking Session 2.
Ahh.. Another Session. Theme is "Training". This edition will contain much less "notes".
Well I'm training everyday. My right eye is suffering some some weird variation of lazy eye + computer eye + don't-know-what eye. Closes more oftenly than my left eye and lags. LAGS. I HATE LAG. Especially when playing computer games. That's why I built my own PCs to be top notch (without overclocking) with all the best parts I can afford. I used to play Hitman: Contracts on my laptop at 1/2 FPS. OMFG! On my desktop, with the Radeon X800 Pro (couldn't afford XT Platinum Edition), I play at something like 60 FPS. Also, to reduce lag, we suscribed to a 6500 kbps internet connection (cannot afford 25 mbps version). Lag sucks.
Speaking about lagging, lets talk about Daniel (which one? Shooters would know). Daniel a.k.a super [stammering] man, loves to speak at hyper speed. While many people (who don't know Daniel) will consider this to be of no relation to the theme "Lag", the actual relation lies with the major flaw of this speed he has achieved. Being a ex-super-speed-speaker (ex-S^3), I know very well the problems super-speed-speaking produces. Here is the truncated list of problems I have discovered:
1) Extremely rapid heating up of the jaw.
2) Leads to stammering.
3) Nobody understands you.
4) Friction with the air will cause wear and tear of the chin.
5) Speak faster than you can process the words.
6) Possible suffocation due to lack of air being breathed in.
7) Extremely difficult to insult people when provoked.
8) Lack of confidence.
Obviously, Daniel has already reached the almost incurable "acute" stage of stammering. Problem number 3 is also quite serious. Problem number 7 occurs quite frequently in this case. Also, readers would like to know about the cancellation of problem number 8 by Daniel's extreme narcissism.
Listening to someone who stammers like there's no tomorrow and struggling to make you understand him, might be extremely amusing for a few minutes, an extreme case of boredom might set in. This is especially dangerous when you are on a MRT (train). Because of the extreme case of boredom, sleeping while travelling in a MRT becomes very common. The high lethality of this boredom, coupled with a high dosage, will cause prolonged unconsciousness. At this state of unconsciousness, an individual may be transported to the last stop of certain tracks - Hell.
Imagine this. You are with Daniel. He speaks. Suddenly, an over-whelming wave of drowsiness sweeps you into an uncontrollable deep sleep. When you wake up, you hear the friendly female voice, saying, "Hell. All passengers please alight ----- Hell." The MRT comes to a stop, and the doors open. The unstoppable rush of heat instantly incinerates your skin as arenaline pumps through your veins together with an impending sense of doom.
That was really random. Speaking about doom, have any of you tried Doom 3? The highly acclaimed graphics failed of "WOW" me. I found nothing special with the mediocre graphics, maybe because of the super-dark environments and low-poly looking characters. I think Half-Life 2's graphics far surpasses that.
Half life is a physics term used to describe the degradation of radioactive particles. Am I right? Well I can't really remember, I learnt that in Primary 5! While there is totally no relation between "half life" and "Half-Life 2", this is worth mentioning. Haha.
No more stamina to link. My hands are shaking. Fatigue is weighing my body down. My eye-lids feel like a tera-gram. My muscles feel as powerful as a dead fly. My brain works as slowly as 50 thousand AMD Athlon 64 Fx 57s. LOL!
Lack of conclusion - minus 50 points.
-END-
Well I'm training everyday. My right eye is suffering some some weird variation of lazy eye + computer eye + don't-know-what eye. Closes more oftenly than my left eye and lags. LAGS. I HATE LAG. Especially when playing computer games. That's why I built my own PCs to be top notch (without overclocking) with all the best parts I can afford. I used to play Hitman: Contracts on my laptop at 1/2 FPS. OMFG! On my desktop, with the Radeon X800 Pro (couldn't afford XT Platinum Edition), I play at something like 60 FPS. Also, to reduce lag, we suscribed to a 6500 kbps internet connection (cannot afford 25 mbps version). Lag sucks.
Speaking about lagging, lets talk about Daniel (which one? Shooters would know). Daniel a.k.a super [stammering] man, loves to speak at hyper speed. While many people (who don't know Daniel) will consider this to be of no relation to the theme "Lag", the actual relation lies with the major flaw of this speed he has achieved. Being a ex-super-speed-speaker (ex-S^3), I know very well the problems super-speed-speaking produces. Here is the truncated list of problems I have discovered:
1) Extremely rapid heating up of the jaw.
2) Leads to stammering.
3) Nobody understands you.
4) Friction with the air will cause wear and tear of the chin.
5) Speak faster than you can process the words.
6) Possible suffocation due to lack of air being breathed in.
7) Extremely difficult to insult people when provoked.
8) Lack of confidence.
Obviously, Daniel has already reached the almost incurable "acute" stage of stammering. Problem number 3 is also quite serious. Problem number 7 occurs quite frequently in this case. Also, readers would like to know about the cancellation of problem number 8 by Daniel's extreme narcissism.
Listening to someone who stammers like there's no tomorrow and struggling to make you understand him, might be extremely amusing for a few minutes, an extreme case of boredom might set in. This is especially dangerous when you are on a MRT (train). Because of the extreme case of boredom, sleeping while travelling in a MRT becomes very common. The high lethality of this boredom, coupled with a high dosage, will cause prolonged unconsciousness. At this state of unconsciousness, an individual may be transported to the last stop of certain tracks - Hell.
Imagine this. You are with Daniel. He speaks. Suddenly, an over-whelming wave of drowsiness sweeps you into an uncontrollable deep sleep. When you wake up, you hear the friendly female voice, saying, "Hell. All passengers please alight ----- Hell." The MRT comes to a stop, and the doors open. The unstoppable rush of heat instantly incinerates your skin as arenaline pumps through your veins together with an impending sense of doom.
That was really random. Speaking about doom, have any of you tried Doom 3? The highly acclaimed graphics failed of "WOW" me. I found nothing special with the mediocre graphics, maybe because of the super-dark environments and low-poly looking characters. I think Half-Life 2's graphics far surpasses that.
Half life is a physics term used to describe the degradation of radioactive particles. Am I right? Well I can't really remember, I learnt that in Primary 5! While there is totally no relation between "half life" and "Half-Life 2", this is worth mentioning. Haha.
No more stamina to link. My hands are shaking. Fatigue is weighing my body down. My eye-lids feel like a tera-gram. My muscles feel as powerful as a dead fly. My brain works as slowly as 50 thousand AMD Athlon 64 Fx 57s. LOL!
Lack of conclusion - minus 50 points.
-END-
Saturday, July 09, 2005
I FINALLY LOST!
Thanks to Shen Tong, I've finally remembered the taste of losing in CS. Hahaha! Although it wasn't a large margin, I lost! Yay! Nice vibrating aiming man!
Monday, July 04, 2005
Random Linking Session 1.
Trying out my skills with random linking today. As many of you might know, I'm highly skilled with the respectable art of Random Linking. So what's the rationale of this RLS? The RLS (RANDOM LINKING SESSION IF YOU ARE REALLY SO SLOW) is the brain-child of the ultimate genius (maybe not so) Crappinni (me). At 0108 hours on 04 July 2005, the RLS idea was created randomly in hope of randomly randomizing our already random lives. Without further random ado, today's random theme is none other than "Batman Begins".
Batman Begins. This highly acclaimed movie (NOTE: DO NOT TAKE INFORMATION FROM THIS POST SERIOUSLY UNLESS STATED OTHERWISE) is totally composed of random ideas worthy of praise. I meant the level of randomness. Being praised by the grand master of random ideas (NOTE: STILL CRAP) is actually extremely rare. The randomness and (unfortunately) atrocity of the ideas displayed in "Batman Begins" are highly significant in today's busy society (there you go, a random and completely irrelevant link). Like in the world of shooting, shooters often have to place all the concentration they can muster into what they are actually doing (OMFG another COMPLETELY RANDOM AND IRRELEVANT link!!). Otherwise, they will shoot something other than a bulls-eye, which links (this time it's more relevant) back to the word atrocity (which actually has no emphasis in this article).
The word "atrocity" comes from the root word "atrocious", which is defined as "shockingly brutal or cruel", which completely doesn't fit in this context. This brings me to the topic of "Context". "Context" is defined as "a discourse that surrounds a language unit and helps to determine its interpretation". Without giving a damn about what that means, we shall continue on the topic "Concentration Required in Shooting". As mentioned earlier, the ability to muster a great deal of concentration is a prerequisite to the participation in competitive shooting. The lack of concentration is a highly inhibiting factor to many shooter's potential (NOTE: This is TRUE). Kakorrhaphiophobia, which is commonly referred to as "a fear of failure", is one of the many other factors leading to the ulimate destruction of man-kind (NOTE: COMPLETE BS. However, Kakorrhaphiophobia actually is another factor that inhibits a shooter's potential).
With so many factors, it is apparent that the world is going to suffer a fate somewhat similar to whatever displayed in the movie "A Bug's Life" (NOTE: LOL.. No need to think about the link, there isn't any). With this, I would like to conclude on the first RLS session, themed "Bugs".
Batman Begins. This highly acclaimed movie (NOTE: DO NOT TAKE INFORMATION FROM THIS POST SERIOUSLY UNLESS STATED OTHERWISE) is totally composed of random ideas worthy of praise. I meant the level of randomness. Being praised by the grand master of random ideas (NOTE: STILL CRAP) is actually extremely rare. The randomness and (unfortunately) atrocity of the ideas displayed in "Batman Begins" are highly significant in today's busy society (there you go, a random and completely irrelevant link). Like in the world of shooting, shooters often have to place all the concentration they can muster into what they are actually doing (OMFG another COMPLETELY RANDOM AND IRRELEVANT link!!). Otherwise, they will shoot something other than a bulls-eye, which links (this time it's more relevant) back to the word atrocity (which actually has no emphasis in this article).
The word "atrocity" comes from the root word "atrocious", which is defined as "shockingly brutal or cruel", which completely doesn't fit in this context. This brings me to the topic of "Context". "Context" is defined as "a discourse that surrounds a language unit and helps to determine its interpretation". Without giving a damn about what that means, we shall continue on the topic "Concentration Required in Shooting". As mentioned earlier, the ability to muster a great deal of concentration is a prerequisite to the participation in competitive shooting. The lack of concentration is a highly inhibiting factor to many shooter's potential (NOTE: This is TRUE). Kakorrhaphiophobia, which is commonly referred to as "a fear of failure", is one of the many other factors leading to the ulimate destruction of man-kind (NOTE: COMPLETE BS. However, Kakorrhaphiophobia actually is another factor that inhibits a shooter's potential).
With so many factors, it is apparent that the world is going to suffer a fate somewhat similar to whatever displayed in the movie "A Bug's Life" (NOTE: LOL.. No need to think about the link, there isn't any). With this, I would like to conclude on the first RLS session, themed "Bugs".
Saturday, July 02, 2005
Batman Begins. SUCKS!
Those of you planning to watch Batman Begins should read this post and reconsider. The rest of you, you can skip this or read on to see what's so damn bad about it.
Batman Begins. A few months ago when I first knew that it was going to come out, I said to my sister (who was enthusiastic about watching it), "Man this movie's gonna suck." ANDDDDDD I WAS RIGHT!
I predicted the sucking of this movie with a few clues:
1) Super-hero-movie mania was going on. Producers were probably trying to get a quick ride on it.
2) The character "Batman" is just a rich kid with too much time to spare.
3) The previous Batman movies sucked.
And omfg I was right. This movie looked like the producers desperately wanted to get a share from the super-hero-movie mania - and couldn't think of another hero which hasn't been used. To prove the super-hero-movie mania phenomenon, let's list some super-hero movies released recently:
1) Spiderman
2) Spiderman 2
3) Catwoman
4) Batman
Comming soon are:
1) Fantistic Four
2) Superman
OMFG so many super-hero movies! Maybe the success of Spiderman warped the minds of serveral other movie producers. I'm not saying all super-hero movies released after Spiderman will suck, but this one certainly does. Let's get more details...
Plot: Long. Draggy. The first half of the show was bullshit. And the points didn't link.
Take for example the starting. A little boy was playing, fell into an old well, bats gang bang him *FLASH* grown up bloke (who we were supposed to assume he was the future Batman) in a little prison with some nightmare shit. Doesn't link when you watch it for yourself. And nothing does in fact link until in the later part of the movie when parts of the missing links are put into place (when you already long forgotten about them).
Coolness Factor: The suit and stuff were acceptably cool, and the Batmobile was also quite cool but it looked FUGLY! The psychotic baddie was quite cool but had a VERY small role in the movie. The butler was damn cool. Even cooler than Batman himself.
Un-boringness: 0. Super draggy. Sleeping material if you wanted to be critical.
Overall: Suxxor. 1/10. Want more information on why this movie sucks? Tag to request :)
Batman Begins. A few months ago when I first knew that it was going to come out, I said to my sister (who was enthusiastic about watching it), "Man this movie's gonna suck." ANDDDDDD I WAS RIGHT!
I predicted the sucking of this movie with a few clues:
1) Super-hero-movie mania was going on. Producers were probably trying to get a quick ride on it.
2) The character "Batman" is just a rich kid with too much time to spare.
3) The previous Batman movies sucked.
And omfg I was right. This movie looked like the producers desperately wanted to get a share from the super-hero-movie mania - and couldn't think of another hero which hasn't been used. To prove the super-hero-movie mania phenomenon, let's list some super-hero movies released recently:
1) Spiderman
2) Spiderman 2
3) Catwoman
4) Batman
Comming soon are:
1) Fantistic Four
2) Superman
OMFG so many super-hero movies! Maybe the success of Spiderman warped the minds of serveral other movie producers. I'm not saying all super-hero movies released after Spiderman will suck, but this one certainly does. Let's get more details...
Plot: Long. Draggy. The first half of the show was bullshit. And the points didn't link.
Take for example the starting. A little boy was playing, fell into an old well, bats gang bang him *FLASH* grown up bloke (who we were supposed to assume he was the future Batman) in a little prison with some nightmare shit. Doesn't link when you watch it for yourself. And nothing does in fact link until in the later part of the movie when parts of the missing links are put into place (when you already long forgotten about them).
Coolness Factor: The suit and stuff were acceptably cool, and the Batmobile was also quite cool but it looked FUGLY! The psychotic baddie was quite cool but had a VERY small role in the movie. The butler was damn cool. Even cooler than Batman himself.
Un-boringness: 0. Super draggy. Sleeping material if you wanted to be critical.
Overall: Suxxor. 1/10. Want more information on why this movie sucks? Tag to request :)
Friday, July 01, 2005
West Zone. Team Champions. Individual Champion.
290/300. And I lost 2 points to sightings. OMFG I tie with Kenneth!! Heheheh... Obviously team champs are expected. But individual champ also!!
Lol I think we beat the second school by something like 100 points? Right Boxian? And what's with the girl staring? Right Kelvin? And what's with the lack of prize giving ceremony? And WHAT'S WITH NANYANG GIRLS WINNING???? <--sry not despising.
Maybe I shld post a good pic of my double gold bag weights.
Lol I think we beat the second school by something like 100 points? Right Boxian? And what's with the girl staring? Right Kelvin? And what's with the lack of prize giving ceremony? And WHAT'S WITH NANYANG GIRLS WINNING???? <--sry not despising.
Maybe I shld post a good pic of my double gold bag weights.
Sunday, June 26, 2005
Dihydroxyphenylmethylaminoethanol sucks. It's confirmed.
Yes monthly shoot. All us shooters know about it. I don't even know my score. OMFG Boxian!!! WTH!??!?! Suddenly shoot so fast!?! 585 somemore.
Anyway dear old Dihydroxyphenylmethylaminoethanol (read my previous post on it for more information) wreaked havok. Again. While shooting plenty of 10s, suddenly an 8 will pop-up! Like 10, 9 (WTH!!), 10, 10 (again, expected), 10, 10, 10, 10 (deja vu), 10 (aiya next shot sure 10), 8 (WTH THAT WAS SO WEN3!). Yes that's the feeling. Real screwed.
Better talk to coach. Graduate in sports psychology! Must be able to help me. Especially I shoot 98 to 100/100 during trainings (excluding days when my eyes hurt or something like that).
Lets give a brief account of what happened. Firstly, the guy says stuff like "Your preparation time have ended. Competition starts!". Then my adrenaline glands starts drowning myself with Dihydroxyphenylmethylaminoethanol. I gasp for more air to nourish my brain. Then my heart beats like there's no tomorrow. I pick up the rifle, and while my rifle is shaking like hell, I try to calm down. And once I start shaking much less, I aim and fire. 10. I repeat this step over and over again for the first two series, occasionally getting a few 9s, or 8s (WTH!).
For the next few series, I have already calmed down. So just pick up the rifle, aim, shoot. 10. Second shot, 9 (WTH!!)!!!!. Ok nevermind that. Just continue. Pick up rifle, aim, shoot. 10. Repeat another 7 times. Last shot. Pick up rifle, aim (wah y so steady?), fire (wah definitely 10). 8 (OMFG WTH!!!!!!!!!!!).
Yes, you get the idea. I hope coach hasn't forgot what she learnt about sports psychology. And OMFG PLEASE CHECK MY GUN AGAIN!!
Anyway dear old Dihydroxyphenylmethylaminoethanol (read my previous post on it for more information) wreaked havok. Again. While shooting plenty of 10s, suddenly an 8 will pop-up! Like 10, 9 (WTH!!), 10, 10 (again, expected), 10, 10, 10, 10 (deja vu), 10 (aiya next shot sure 10), 8 (WTH THAT WAS SO WEN3!). Yes that's the feeling. Real screwed.
Better talk to coach. Graduate in sports psychology! Must be able to help me. Especially I shoot 98 to 100/100 during trainings (excluding days when my eyes hurt or something like that).
Lets give a brief account of what happened. Firstly, the guy says stuff like "Your preparation time have ended. Competition starts!". Then my adrenaline glands starts drowning myself with Dihydroxyphenylmethylaminoethanol. I gasp for more air to nourish my brain. Then my heart beats like there's no tomorrow. I pick up the rifle, and while my rifle is shaking like hell, I try to calm down. And once I start shaking much less, I aim and fire. 10. I repeat this step over and over again for the first two series, occasionally getting a few 9s, or 8s (WTH!).
For the next few series, I have already calmed down. So just pick up the rifle, aim, shoot. 10. Second shot, 9 (WTH!!)!!!!. Ok nevermind that. Just continue. Pick up rifle, aim, shoot. 10. Repeat another 7 times. Last shot. Pick up rifle, aim (wah y so steady?), fire (wah definitely 10). 8 (OMFG WTH!!!!!!!!!!!).
Yes, you get the idea. I hope coach hasn't forgot what she learnt about sports psychology. And OMFG PLEASE CHECK MY GUN AGAIN!!
Friday, June 24, 2005
Everyday Pwnage.
Hi all! Who plays CS? Looking for someone to pwn me upside-down! Here's a screenshot of some everyday 2 on 1 Counter-Strike pwnage (BTW I'm Crappinni). Well the picture is pretty small standard 1024x768. But what's important is the score!! Look!!! So anyone who wants to attemp to pwn me please add me at bestking2@hotmail.com! And no hacks please! And yes! I have more screenshots of pwnage!
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
National Inter-School Shooting Championships.
Happy June holidays? Other than not having to go to school, sleeping till 6 P.M (NEW RECORD!) on one day and training on every single day (except Monday), really there isn't much difference. We still have maths homework enough to fill up the entire month (if you do 1 question a day), still have computer games to play, still have n00bs to pwn and still have NATIONAL INTER-SCHOOLS SHOOTING CHAMPIONSHIPS COMING UP!!!
Of course National Inter-School Shooting Championships (referred to as "nationals" after this) is damn important. Perhaps the most important for us schoolers (unless you're unreal (ok not so unreal) and go for international shit (like SEA Games or ASEAN Games or the not-so-easy-for-schoolers-to-get-into Olympic Games)). So many of us train like there's no tomorrow. Not only we train like hell, booking is a must nowadays (as predicted). After the nationals prelim rounds, only 4 schools (always the same few) for each division will be left. And the range will be empty!
For two years I have only brought back a silver cup (the first year's a freebie). Train for that gold!!! GO(ld) GO(ld) GO(ld)!
Of course National Inter-School Shooting Championships (referred to as "nationals" after this) is damn important. Perhaps the most important for us schoolers (unless you're unreal (ok not so unreal) and go for international shit (like SEA Games or ASEAN Games or the not-so-easy-for-schoolers-to-get-into Olympic Games)). So many of us train like there's no tomorrow. Not only we train like hell, booking is a must nowadays (as predicted). After the nationals prelim rounds, only 4 schools (always the same few) for each division will be left. And the range will be empty!
For two years I have only brought back a silver cup (the first year's a freebie). Train for that gold!!! GO(ld) GO(ld) GO(ld)!
Saturday, June 04, 2005
Damn. Dihydroxyphenylmethylaminoethanol sucks. Right?
Firstly, I want to start off by saying this. Dihydroxyphenylmethylaminoethanol (pronounced asnladisbladihwbelqiwbd(lol)) is the chemical name for adrenaline or epinphrine. It stimulates the body to increase the blood pressure and also the pulse rate.
While this is essential for certain circumstances (such as bullet dodging, car dodging, ball dodging and chapteh dodging), obviously this sucks when participating in precision sports such as air rifle and perhaps archery.
Just because dihydroxyphenylmethylaminoethanol was released into my blood from the adrenal glands, I hopelessly shot three 95/100s. Goddamit. That caused me my 580+. Need some serious emotional training here. Currently, my emotional disabilities are the limiting factor of my success.
Train! Train! Train!
And God Save the Crappinni! Please?
While this is essential for certain circumstances (such as bullet dodging, car dodging, ball dodging and chapteh dodging), obviously this sucks when participating in precision sports such as air rifle and perhaps archery.
Just because dihydroxyphenylmethylaminoethanol was released into my blood from the adrenal glands, I hopelessly shot three 95/100s. Goddamit. That caused me my 580+. Need some serious emotional training here. Currently, my emotional disabilities are the limiting factor of my success.
Train! Train! Train!
And God Save the Crappinni! Please?
Monday, May 30, 2005
Revival Attempt 3.
Well at least the blog has become a little more active. Encourage your friends to visit!
ACE. MRP. SMRP.
June holidays. They call this "holiday"? While the deadline for our MRP's (Major Research Paper) second submission is set at just after June holidays, it is obvious that they want us to finish it over the holidays. While most people will be able to complete all their work during the 30 day holiday rather relaxingly, people like me might be struggling to cope (I haven't started struggling yet, so I don't know). While I plan to start on my MRP's second submission soon, plans have already been made for me to train super-intensively (which I will voluntarily). But weighted down by MRP, SMRP and ACE, how can I train properly?
I have barely started on ACE for my 9 subjects. Or is it 10? English, Higher Chinese, Mathematics, Biology, Physics, Chemistry, Integrated Humanities Core, Integrated Humanities Elective, Computer Studies (have ACE?). So it's 9. I have almost 0 for everything! While I am still working on my Chinese and Physics ACE, I'm also starting on English and possibly Mathematics.
SMRP. Science Mathematics Research Program. Oddly, the name doesn't include "Computing". It should be "Science Mathematics Computing Research Program", or something like that. While my group's idea is still be processed, even after a really long time, we are patient about it (or rather we have really no time to do something about it at the moment).
I plan to complete my MRP first, followed by my ACE stuff. Because of the funny new rule about me having to complete the second submission before building my new PC. This is the SAWPIAWCAWYT (Sudden Addition Without Prior Information And Who Cares About What You Think) way of management. It's also known as "(WANE)^2". Extremely Efficient (E^2), Absolute Authority (A^2), No Negotiation (N^2), Works Wonders (W^2).
If any of you reading this feels like sponsoring some cash to my PC building funds, please email me at y03chs222@chs.edu.sg. Be sure to subject your email as "PC Builing Funds Sponsorship"!
- END OF REVIVAL ATTEMPT 3 -
ACE. MRP. SMRP.
June holidays. They call this "holiday"? While the deadline for our MRP's (Major Research Paper) second submission is set at just after June holidays, it is obvious that they want us to finish it over the holidays. While most people will be able to complete all their work during the 30 day holiday rather relaxingly, people like me might be struggling to cope (I haven't started struggling yet, so I don't know). While I plan to start on my MRP's second submission soon, plans have already been made for me to train super-intensively (which I will voluntarily). But weighted down by MRP, SMRP and ACE, how can I train properly?
I have barely started on ACE for my 9 subjects. Or is it 10? English, Higher Chinese, Mathematics, Biology, Physics, Chemistry, Integrated Humanities Core, Integrated Humanities Elective, Computer Studies (have ACE?). So it's 9. I have almost 0 for everything! While I am still working on my Chinese and Physics ACE, I'm also starting on English and possibly Mathematics.
SMRP. Science Mathematics Research Program. Oddly, the name doesn't include "Computing". It should be "Science Mathematics Computing Research Program", or something like that. While my group's idea is still be processed, even after a really long time, we are patient about it (or rather we have really no time to do something about it at the moment).
I plan to complete my MRP first, followed by my ACE stuff. Because of the funny new rule about me having to complete the second submission before building my new PC. This is the SAWPIAWCAWYT (Sudden Addition Without Prior Information And Who Cares About What You Think) way of management. It's also known as "(WANE)^2". Extremely Efficient (E^2), Absolute Authority (A^2), No Negotiation (N^2), Works Wonders (W^2).
If any of you reading this feels like sponsoring some cash to my PC building funds, please email me at y03chs222@chs.edu.sg. Be sure to subject your email as "PC Builing Funds Sponsorship"!
- END OF REVIVAL ATTEMPT 3 -
Revival Attempt 2.
Ok here's the sequel to the famous post "Revival Attempt 1"!!
Damn MS (Monthly Shoot). Screwed up so damn badly with my new jacket. Shot one 7, and over ten 8s. WTH!!! Never shot a 7 since I got my first korean jacket. Never shot so many 8s since I got my new rifle. And now history repeats itself with a jacket soft as hell, just like wearing 20 layers of tissue paper.
Just because I couldn't get used to it, my entire body rocked back and forth, my hand shaked because I used strength, my back was in an awkward position and my rifle was shaking like nobody's business. Tried my best to steady it, to obviously no avail.
After MS, I had to do something to forget about all these shit. I played a bit of CS with Boxian and a couple of RI people. Obviously I pwned their asses, with my first death after 22 frags. 3 on 2, where Boxian and I were the "2" side. I only started on my "death streak" when my keyboard died and probably the "W" and "A" keys were jammed. So I couldn't move properly, stop, buy, reload, or anything except move towards the foward-left corner and shoot. I got Boxian to buy me weapons with his limited cash and I just picked them up and went off. Somehow I still managed to clear team!! Woohoo! But sometimes when Boxian ran out of cash I had to "chiong pistol" and obviously I get up to a maximum 1 frag. And the cheapskate Peng Hui had to camp there with an awp just to frag an innocent-pistol-reliant-keyboard-jammed-CS-pro. And sometimes he got it (the frag), sometimes he got it (the death).
Overall, I pwned their asses together with Boxian as expected. Ended with something like 65 frags and 21 deaths even though we played for quite a few round with me having an uncontrollable-jammed-keyboard.
At night, I went to watch "Madagascar". My sister chose that movie and it was pretty lame. But think of it as comical relieve. I trained so much I cannot even recognise my leg anymore (irrelevant). My leg was warped by some serious-spam-you-arse-off-sandflies in the oh-my-god-so-heavenly-outward-bound-course. Now it's itching like hell, bleeding like hell, and screwing my legs up like hell. My arms also. My fingers also. And a little on my back. Thanks to the extremely thoughful campsite on the last night where we got to camp out with our oh-my-god-so-protective-bashar (whatever the spelling) at the oh-my-god-so-sandfly-non-infested-sandy-and-rocky-campsite-3-where-sleeping-on-the-soft-rocky-ground-was-so-comfortable. Yes people the "residential" course isn't so relaxing.
- END OF REVIVAL ATTEMPT 2 -
Damn MS (Monthly Shoot). Screwed up so damn badly with my new jacket. Shot one 7, and over ten 8s. WTH!!! Never shot a 7 since I got my first korean jacket. Never shot so many 8s since I got my new rifle. And now history repeats itself with a jacket soft as hell, just like wearing 20 layers of tissue paper.
Just because I couldn't get used to it, my entire body rocked back and forth, my hand shaked because I used strength, my back was in an awkward position and my rifle was shaking like nobody's business. Tried my best to steady it, to obviously no avail.
After MS, I had to do something to forget about all these shit. I played a bit of CS with Boxian and a couple of RI people. Obviously I pwned their asses, with my first death after 22 frags. 3 on 2, where Boxian and I were the "2" side. I only started on my "death streak" when my keyboard died and probably the "W" and "A" keys were jammed. So I couldn't move properly, stop, buy, reload, or anything except move towards the foward-left corner and shoot. I got Boxian to buy me weapons with his limited cash and I just picked them up and went off. Somehow I still managed to clear team!! Woohoo! But sometimes when Boxian ran out of cash I had to "chiong pistol" and obviously I get up to a maximum 1 frag. And the cheapskate Peng Hui had to camp there with an awp just to frag an innocent-pistol-reliant-keyboard-jammed-CS-pro. And sometimes he got it (the frag), sometimes he got it (the death).
Overall, I pwned their asses together with Boxian as expected. Ended with something like 65 frags and 21 deaths even though we played for quite a few round with me having an uncontrollable-jammed-keyboard.
At night, I went to watch "Madagascar". My sister chose that movie and it was pretty lame. But think of it as comical relieve. I trained so much I cannot even recognise my leg anymore (irrelevant). My leg was warped by some serious-spam-you-arse-off-sandflies in the oh-my-god-so-heavenly-outward-bound-course. Now it's itching like hell, bleeding like hell, and screwing my legs up like hell. My arms also. My fingers also. And a little on my back. Thanks to the extremely thoughful campsite on the last night where we got to camp out with our oh-my-god-so-protective-bashar (whatever the spelling) at the oh-my-god-so-sandfly-non-infested-sandy-and-rocky-campsite-3-where-sleeping-on-the-soft-rocky-ground-was-so-comfortable. Yes people the "residential" course isn't so relaxing.
- END OF REVIVAL ATTEMPT 2 -
Friday, May 27, 2005
Revival Attempt 1.
Ok I shall attempt to revive the dead.
Lets see... Last day of first semester... Training... Homework... Blisters... More training... New shooting suit... Leaving form teacher...
My class organised a farewell party for my form teacher today. We ordered 3(x2) Canadian pizzas + a fairly large cake + t-shirt + large card and a nice framed photo from that party itself. With super efficient people, somehow they managed to get the picture printed!! We played music with several iPods, ate, played, stoned, and 1 person cried. Sure, all of us were pretty sad Mr. Nan was leaving us. DAMN SAD! Now we are all speculating about our new form teacher. Most probably Mrs. Goh (Biology) will become our form teacher. I hope my class can get a nice teacher just like Mr. Nan, that way, we won't die if we did lame stuff - maybe like squirting 95% ethanol solution through a Bunsen flame while aiming at a innocent unaware guy in front (although accidentally).
New suit! Good or bad? To keep up with the ever changing ISSF (International Shooting Sport Federation) rules, my new suit is super soft! Not used to it at all and I figure that I'm gonna need one WHOLE day to adapt to it. Couldn't do it today.. Maybe I was just tired. Maybe because I had to change too much at once and I just couldn't cope? Whatever, just wanna adapt to it in the end and somehow shoot over 580 this monthly shoot.
Oh crap I just lost like 15 minutes of precious sleeping time!! Should I add that I got back from training not long ago?
- END OF REVIVAL ATTEMPT 1 -
Lets see... Last day of first semester... Training... Homework... Blisters... More training... New shooting suit... Leaving form teacher...
My class organised a farewell party for my form teacher today. We ordered 3(x2) Canadian pizzas + a fairly large cake + t-shirt + large card and a nice framed photo from that party itself. With super efficient people, somehow they managed to get the picture printed!! We played music with several iPods, ate, played, stoned, and 1 person cried. Sure, all of us were pretty sad Mr. Nan was leaving us. DAMN SAD! Now we are all speculating about our new form teacher. Most probably Mrs. Goh (Biology) will become our form teacher. I hope my class can get a nice teacher just like Mr. Nan, that way, we won't die if we did lame stuff - maybe like squirting 95% ethanol solution through a Bunsen flame while aiming at a innocent unaware guy in front (although accidentally).
New suit! Good or bad? To keep up with the ever changing ISSF (International Shooting Sport Federation) rules, my new suit is super soft! Not used to it at all and I figure that I'm gonna need one WHOLE day to adapt to it. Couldn't do it today.. Maybe I was just tired. Maybe because I had to change too much at once and I just couldn't cope? Whatever, just wanna adapt to it in the end and somehow shoot over 580 this monthly shoot.
Oh crap I just lost like 15 minutes of precious sleeping time!! Should I add that I got back from training not long ago?
- END OF REVIVAL ATTEMPT 1 -
Sunday, May 08, 2005
I am the roxxor!
Somehow I managed to remotely edit my laptop's registry to enable automatic login. Now I can use my freaking keyboard-disabled-laptop!! I am the roxxor!!
Sunday, May 01, 2005
Laptop.
My laptop roxxor. The input devices got f***** up. My diagnosis is the overheating of the northbridge. Nothing I can do except send it for repair. It prolly needs some serious motherboard fixing. DAMN!!
Sunday, April 17, 2005
Busy busy...
Homework, competitions, training, counter-strike. They just cannot take enough of your time. Everyday I go home (usually late) loaded either with homework or the desire to slack. Late from after trainings, afternoon lessons and intensive chapteh sessions, homework just makes my life worse.
When I reach home, what do I think of?? Homework. What homework do I have? Most commonly maths. Occasional waves of chem physics and bio worksheets. Sometimes even compositions and essay types, not to mention humanities' stuff.
Damn I'm getting too busy. Lets justify that.
Monday: School till 4pm. No training, SAFRA closed. Usually there's maths homework.
Tuesday: School till 4pm. Training if there's a competition coming soon. Usually I will be too tired to train. Usually there's maths homework.
Wednesday: School till 1.30pm. Training till around 6.30 during non-competitive times. Train till 9.30 if there's a competition. Usually maths homework.
Thursday: School till 3.20pm. Training if there's a competition coming soon. Usually there's maths homework.
Friday: School till 1.30pm. Most probably stay back after school for soccer, if not go to SAFRA for training. Usually maths homework.
Saturday: Usually no school. Training sometimes.
Sunday: No school. Training sometimes + once per month monthly shoot.
On top of all these, I still have to do my almost daily supplement of maths homework. I'm not saying that these worksheets don't make a difference to how I understand the topic. They are usually rather useful. But isn't this a bit too much??? Sometimes I just get fustrated doing similar maths problems over and over again. And tests are all over the place. Don't know about the non-IP days but I feel that there are still too many tests.
Well this blogging session has become a complain session. And I would like to add, thanks for putting this term's Chinese common test on a Wednesday, I SO NEEDED TO HAVE ANOTHER DAY WHICH I HAVE TO STAY BACK AND MISS ANOTHER DAY OF TRAINING.
When I reach home, what do I think of?? Homework. What homework do I have? Most commonly maths. Occasional waves of chem physics and bio worksheets. Sometimes even compositions and essay types, not to mention humanities' stuff.
Damn I'm getting too busy. Lets justify that.
Monday: School till 4pm. No training, SAFRA closed. Usually there's maths homework.
Tuesday: School till 4pm. Training if there's a competition coming soon. Usually I will be too tired to train. Usually there's maths homework.
Wednesday: School till 1.30pm. Training till around 6.30 during non-competitive times. Train till 9.30 if there's a competition. Usually maths homework.
Thursday: School till 3.20pm. Training if there's a competition coming soon. Usually there's maths homework.
Friday: School till 1.30pm. Most probably stay back after school for soccer, if not go to SAFRA for training. Usually maths homework.
Saturday: Usually no school. Training sometimes.
Sunday: No school. Training sometimes + once per month monthly shoot.
On top of all these, I still have to do my almost daily supplement of maths homework. I'm not saying that these worksheets don't make a difference to how I understand the topic. They are usually rather useful. But isn't this a bit too much??? Sometimes I just get fustrated doing similar maths problems over and over again. And tests are all over the place. Don't know about the non-IP days but I feel that there are still too many tests.
Well this blogging session has become a complain session. And I would like to add, thanks for putting this term's Chinese common test on a Wednesday, I SO NEEDED TO HAVE ANOTHER DAY WHICH I HAVE TO STAY BACK AND MISS ANOTHER DAY OF TRAINING.
Saturday, March 19, 2005
Training. Poll.
Poll: Before I continue with my post, I just want to ask how many people usually click on the advertisements on websites and stuff. And I would also like to know what you guys think about advertisements. I am thinking of placing some ads here through the AdSense thing from Google. They are not pop-ups, and will just take up a little space on the corner of this site. So, who is willing to click a couple of links to help me?? Please post your comments on the comments thingy. Ok lets continue!
I went for training as usual. But just before I could put on my boots (which are worn after wearing pants), I accidentally cut my left index finger. How? No idea. It just started bleeding and 1 drop of blood dripped on the floor.
I became fustrated because I was stuck in my pants with my left index finger rendered useless (I couldn't stain my stuff with blood could I??). So I pushed out of my shooting pants and walked to the toilet without shoes to wash my bleeding finger and get some tissue paper to stop the blood and clean up the blood on the floor.
After applying some pressure, the bleeding continued. So I went to take more tissue paper, and just sat there, pressing on my finger. And finally the bleeding stopped. So I continued wearing my equipment, and accidentally, I sort of pierced it while wearing the boots. It started bleeding AGAIN. Asked Qiao ge to take tissue for me this time. Stopped the blood. Trained.
I went for training as usual. But just before I could put on my boots (which are worn after wearing pants), I accidentally cut my left index finger. How? No idea. It just started bleeding and 1 drop of blood dripped on the floor.
I became fustrated because I was stuck in my pants with my left index finger rendered useless (I couldn't stain my stuff with blood could I??). So I pushed out of my shooting pants and walked to the toilet without shoes to wash my bleeding finger and get some tissue paper to stop the blood and clean up the blood on the floor.
After applying some pressure, the bleeding continued. So I went to take more tissue paper, and just sat there, pressing on my finger. And finally the bleeding stopped. So I continued wearing my equipment, and accidentally, I sort of pierced it while wearing the boots. It started bleeding AGAIN. Asked Qiao ge to take tissue for me this time. Stopped the blood. Trained.
Tuesday, March 15, 2005
Health and Reduced Choices!
Wow I have heart murmurs! Cool! Ok not so cool actually. In fact, it's totally bad. Ok I'll give everyone the "algorithm" for discovering your very own heart murmurs!
Step 1: Get heart murmurs somehow.
Step 2: Get enrolled in OBS (Outward Bound School) when you are sec three and forget to click "A" in the EMB (Electronic Message Board) message asking for those who want to have their medical check up in school.
Step 3: Suddenly realise that you have to hand in your OBS form and also suddenly realise that you didn't click "A".
Step 4: Plan like hell to do a quick medical check up with the nearest clinic. Carry out that plan, BUT have the doctor to find out your heart murmurs.
Step 5: Get a referral to Singapore General Hospital Nation Heart Centre for a detailed check up.
Step 6: Go for your check up, making sure it's your first time there so you have to pay $70, and also make sure it's your first time having an ECG (Electrocardiogram) so you can pay $26 more.
Step 7: Go get your ECG. To get it, take a queue number, wait for damn long, go into the room, unbutton ur shirt, let them stick pads all over your freakin chest and hands, lie there and stone, and TAADAA! you get your ECG! And mine had an exceptionally high pulse rate! Why you ask? DUH first timer don't know what's happening!
Step 8: Time to get our "diagnosis". Get your second queue number, wait like hell, go into the room to meet this nice doctor with a always-ringing-phone. Afterwards, get him to say "Your ECG looks OK, please unbutton your shirt and lie down over there." Then you walk over there while unbuttoning your shirt, let him listen to your beating a bit, and get him to say, "Yes there are heart murmurs, I would require a ultrasound scan". Then get him to invite your parent in, say the exact same thing again.
Step 9: Go outside, pay $96, get your appointment date and stuff for your ultrasound scan and final diagnosis. After that, get pissed because the ultrasound scan is $330 and your final diagnosis is the day before the deadline of your OBS form.
Step 10: Go for your ultrasound scan, and wait for your final diagnosis, for me, IT'S THE NEXT DAMN WEEK!
So those were the 10 easy steps to finding your very own heart murmurs!
So next, Reduced Choices!
My previous post stated that I couldn't choose between certain parts. So ATI finally is coming out with some cool shit dual graphics cards solution! It's going to be released in 2 months and it will rival Nvidia like hell! YEA! And AMD also came out with dual cpu systems and stuff! But goddam the dual ATI graphics card and dual AMD cpus DON'T COME TOGETHER IN ONE MOTHERBOARD! OMG! HOW??
Step 1: Get heart murmurs somehow.
Step 2: Get enrolled in OBS (Outward Bound School) when you are sec three and forget to click "A" in the EMB (Electronic Message Board) message asking for those who want to have their medical check up in school.
Step 3: Suddenly realise that you have to hand in your OBS form and also suddenly realise that you didn't click "A".
Step 4: Plan like hell to do a quick medical check up with the nearest clinic. Carry out that plan, BUT have the doctor to find out your heart murmurs.
Step 5: Get a referral to Singapore General Hospital Nation Heart Centre for a detailed check up.
Step 6: Go for your check up, making sure it's your first time there so you have to pay $70, and also make sure it's your first time having an ECG (Electrocardiogram) so you can pay $26 more.
Step 7: Go get your ECG. To get it, take a queue number, wait for damn long, go into the room, unbutton ur shirt, let them stick pads all over your freakin chest and hands, lie there and stone, and TAADAA! you get your ECG! And mine had an exceptionally high pulse rate! Why you ask? DUH first timer don't know what's happening!
Step 8: Time to get our "diagnosis". Get your second queue number, wait like hell, go into the room to meet this nice doctor with a always-ringing-phone. Afterwards, get him to say "Your ECG looks OK, please unbutton your shirt and lie down over there." Then you walk over there while unbuttoning your shirt, let him listen to your beating a bit, and get him to say, "Yes there are heart murmurs, I would require a ultrasound scan". Then get him to invite your parent in, say the exact same thing again.
Step 9: Go outside, pay $96, get your appointment date and stuff for your ultrasound scan and final diagnosis. After that, get pissed because the ultrasound scan is $330 and your final diagnosis is the day before the deadline of your OBS form.
Step 10: Go for your ultrasound scan, and wait for your final diagnosis, for me, IT'S THE NEXT DAMN WEEK!
So those were the 10 easy steps to finding your very own heart murmurs!
So next, Reduced Choices!
My previous post stated that I couldn't choose between certain parts. So ATI finally is coming out with some cool shit dual graphics cards solution! It's going to be released in 2 months and it will rival Nvidia like hell! YEA! And AMD also came out with dual cpu systems and stuff! But goddam the dual ATI graphics card and dual AMD cpus DON'T COME TOGETHER IN ONE MOTHERBOARD! OMG! HOW??
Health and Reduced Choices!
Wow I have heart murmurs! Cool! Ok not so cool actually. In fact, it's totally bad. Ok I'll give everyone the "algorithm" for discovering your very own heart murmurs!
Step 1: Get heart murmurs somehow.
Step 2: Get enrolled in OBS (Outward Bound School) when you are sec three and forget to click "A" in the EMB (Electronic Message Board) message asking for those who want to have their medical check up in school.
Step 3: Suddenly realise that you have to hand in your OBS form and also suddenly realise that you didn't click "A".
Step 4: Plan like hell to do a quick medical check up with the nearest clinic. Carry out that plan, BUT have the doctor to find out your heart murmurs.
Step 5: Get a referral to Singapore General Hospital Nation Heart Centre for a detailed check up.
Step 6: Go for your check up, making sure it's your first time there so you have to pay $70, and also make sure it's your first time having an ECG (Electrocardiogram) so you can pay $26 more.
Step 7: Go get your ECG. To get it, take a queue number, wait for damn long, go into the room, unbutton ur shirt, let them stick pads all over your freakin chest and hands, lie there and stone, and TAADAA! you get your ECG! And mine had an exceptionally high pulse rate! Why you ask? DUH first timer don't know what's happening!
Step 8: Time to get our "diagnosis". Get your second queue number, wait like hell, go into the room to meet this nice doctor with a always-ringing-phone. Afterwards, get him to say "Your ECG looks OK, please unbutton your shirt and lie down over there." Then you walk over there while unbuttoning your shirt, let him listen to your beating a bit, and get him to say, "Yes there are heart murmurs, I would require a ultrasound scan". Then get him to invite your parent in, say the exact same thing again.
Step 9: Go outside, pay $96, get your appointment date and stuff for your ultrasound scan and final diagnosis. After that, get pissed because the ultrasound scan is $330 and your final diagnosis is the day before the deadline of your OBS form.
Step 10: Go for your ultrasound scan, and wait for your final diagnosis, for me, IT'S THE NEXT DAMN WEEK!
So those were the 10 easy steps to finding your very own heart murmurs!
So next, Reduced Choices!
My previous post stated that I couldn't choose between certain parts. So ATI finally is coming out with some cool shit dual graphics cards solution! It's going to be released in 2 months and it will rival Nvidia like hell! YEA! And AMD also came out with dual cpu systems and stuff! But goddam the dual ATI graphics card and dual AMD cpus DON'T COME TOGETHER IN ONE MOTHERBOARD! OMG! HOW??
Step 1: Get heart murmurs somehow.
Step 2: Get enrolled in OBS (Outward Bound School) when you are sec three and forget to click "A" in the EMB (Electronic Message Board) message asking for those who want to have their medical check up in school.
Step 3: Suddenly realise that you have to hand in your OBS form and also suddenly realise that you didn't click "A".
Step 4: Plan like hell to do a quick medical check up with the nearest clinic. Carry out that plan, BUT have the doctor to find out your heart murmurs.
Step 5: Get a referral to Singapore General Hospital Nation Heart Centre for a detailed check up.
Step 6: Go for your check up, making sure it's your first time there so you have to pay $70, and also make sure it's your first time having an ECG (Electrocardiogram) so you can pay $26 more.
Step 7: Go get your ECG. To get it, take a queue number, wait for damn long, go into the room, unbutton ur shirt, let them stick pads all over your freakin chest and hands, lie there and stone, and TAADAA! you get your ECG! And mine had an exceptionally high pulse rate! Why you ask? DUH first timer don't know what's happening!
Step 8: Time to get our "diagnosis". Get your second queue number, wait like hell, go into the room to meet this nice doctor with a always-ringing-phone. Afterwards, get him to say "Your ECG looks OK, please unbutton your shirt and lie down over there." Then you walk over there while unbuttoning your shirt, let him listen to your beating a bit, and get him to say, "Yes there are heart murmurs, I would require a ultrasound scan". Then get him to invite your parent in, say the exact same thing again.
Step 9: Go outside, pay $96, get your appointment date and stuff for your ultrasound scan and final diagnosis. After that, get pissed because the ultrasound scan is $330 and your final diagnosis is the day before the deadline of your OBS form.
Step 10: Go for your ultrasound scan, and wait for your final diagnosis, for me, IT'S THE NEXT DAMN WEEK!
So those were the 10 easy steps to finding your very own heart murmurs!
So next, Reduced Choices!
My previous post stated that I couldn't choose between certain parts. So ATI finally is coming out with some cool shit dual graphics cards solution! It's going to be released in 2 months and it will rival Nvidia like hell! YEA! And AMD also came out with dual cpu systems and stuff! But goddam the dual ATI graphics card and dual AMD cpus DON'T COME TOGETHER IN ONE MOTHERBOARD! OMG! HOW??
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