Monday, November 21, 2005

Fire Emblem art galore!

Now this is what I get for being a bit to involve with Fire Emblem:

The first good Fire Emblem fanart page that I found.

RPGFan featuring official FE art (Rekka No Ken)

And this one is also a fanart(I think) site... but of more adult variant. Found it by googling when I found this (YOU WERE WARNED!):

Eliwood + Lyn

*cough**cough*

Don't worry, the last one ain't too adult.

But you were warned. Enter the third WEBPAGE at your own risk! :-p

Does cloths really maketh the human?

A week ago, there was this hoopla for over this tudung issue, starting with a university's original ruling that non-muslims should also wear the tudung. Uproar follows.

Then I take a gander at several comments sent to The Star about the issue. Some had points, some were outraged, some sounded chauvinist even though they think they're being neautral.

I was thinking about that last letter in The Star. The guy behind the letter stated a verse from the Qu'ran, stating the need to decency in appearance. But after reading much of it ( I wish I could put it up here, but I don't really remember how it goes), he didn't really help in solving the issue. He sounded like any other male Muslim in Malaysia trying to tell othe opposite sex of what to do and not what to do.

The point is... why can't we have female Muslims have their say instead of guys trying to solve it? We men trying to solve such issue which is not JUST ONLY religious but also an issue NOT related to us guys will only make us look even more chauvinistic than we already are. I mean, why are guys here still telling gals what to BLOODY WEAR!?!

Telling gals what to wear is something NOT really important. DECENCY, Yes, but please, we're shouldn't try dictating. I'm fed up with my male species who keeps thinking that women can't solve problems without us. Sheesh.

And here's something from me: INSTEAD of trying to tell the opposite sex to cover up, how about we MEN try to CONTROL ourselves for a change? Oh, yeah, you all must be screaming "FUTILE!". I'd be doing the same, but the thing is I'm trying my best to be more open-minded about not just this issue, but EVERYTHING.

We humans are created for many purposes. And while the Qu'ran states decency in wear, it didn't refer to just women. Sorry, men of all ages, you gotta see your end of the bargain as well, no matter how hard it is. See skimpy bikini? CONTROL YOURSELF! See a cleavege? CONTROL YOURSELF AND TREAT HER LIKE A HUMAN BEING RATHER THAN A BLOW-UP DOLL! STOP THINKING DIRTY THOUGHTS! BASH THAT BONER BACK TO NORMAL!

... Ok, for all it's worth, that last part has to be said. *winces*

As Master Yoda would say: "Control! You must LEARN CONTROL!"

Hey, I ain't perfect myself, but at least I'm trying not to be a chauvinist.

And I'll get back to everyone about my thoughts in religion, after I settle a few things.

Proof that old is gold.

Ya know, when I heard one of the Goo Goo Doll's new songs recently on TV (forgot the name, it goes along the lines of "Give a little bit"), I tried a bit of comparisons with their older songs from yesteryears.

Not that the song was bad, but... sorry, but the older songs, like "Iris" for example, are still Gold-class tunes compared to that new song they conjured up. I don't know about the other songs they composed, but I don't think those could beat the magic of the oldies they made before they went mainstream.

Ergh, the maladies of going mainstream.

And now, after a few seconds of Googling, I present to you the lyrics of their golden oldy, "Name" (Album: A Boy Named Goo):

And even though the moment passed me by
I still can't turn away
Cause all the dreams you never thought you'd lose
Got tossed along the way
And letters that you never meant to send
Get lost or thrown away

And now we're grown up orphans
That never knew their names
We don't belong to no one
That's a shame
But if you could hide beside me
Maybe for a while
And I won't tell no one your name

And I won't tell em your name

Scars are souvenirs you never lose
The past is never far
Did you lose yourself somewhere out there
Did you get to be a star
And don't it make you sad to know that life
Is more than who we are

You grew up way too fast
And now there's nothing to believe
And reruns all become our history
A tired song keeps playing on a tired radio
And I won't tell no one your name
And I won't tell em your name

I think about you all the time
But I don't need the same
It's lonely where you are come back down
And I won't tell em your name

Friday, November 18, 2005

Luxury sucks. Don't pursue it. Choose simple middle-class lifestyle!

Ok, just found out there's a brand-new cybercafe a few blocks away from Tower Records in KLCC (Concourse level). It's decidely the snazziest cybercafe around, fast connection, splendid enviroment, not to mention ya can burn stuff onto yer DVDs there. It's called Yoshi Connection or something, and it's a lot nicer than the one in Low Yat (which I'm in). Sorry kids, no games, it's for grown-ups and grown-up things. :-P

Problem is... it's RM 8 per hour.

The reason I still prefer the one in Low Yat rather than spending RM8 for just one MEASLY hour.

Sheesh.

Oh, other notes:

I forgot to put this down months ago...

Freddie Mercury hails from Iran. "A Gay Iranian singer", as my friend coins him.

Heh. Must be the reason why the Iranian Govn. balked at him coming back there.

AND...

Dogs are NOT intelligent. Really. Ask the dog that tried to cross over the highway, and nearly running to the side of my friend's car's wheel, without a care in the world. Thank it's lucky stars it avoided three cars before that.

Stupid Dog(s).

God... it takes something tiny to make someone go batshit paranoid...

God...

Please stop throwing a wrench into whatever my family, or whatever is left of it, plans. I would love to live in a place for more than three months without my mom worrying her ass about a cigarette butt that was found on the balcony yesterday.

Now she's doubting the place, as she's always doubting every single place we try to move in. And NOW she wants to move. *sigh* At least it's the same block. BUT UPSTAIRS, in the 7th FLOOR.

Yeah, my mom is damn scared of fire now, thank You very much, and not to mention she's ALWAYS complaining about noises from neighbors.

So, Lord, please, I'd appreciate it if You stop putting any Hints of DOOM in front of my mom.

No excuse me while I make my way to one of Your mosques, to pray to You on Friday so You won't do that again. PLEASE, I beg of You, Lord.

Thank You.

Thursday, November 17, 2005

Because the internet ate my post yesterday...

Putting this down before I forget:

Job search criteria:

1) Find a Job.

2) Make sure it's practical.

3) Make sure it's easy for you to go to. Whatever salary ya gain ain't worth it if it's somewhere to damn far.

4) Just work there for the experience.

5) Stop complaining and follow the rules.

6) Motivate that ass of yours.

7) Make sure salary is reasonable.

8) Doesn't matter if it isn't the job ya want. Ya need the experience in terms of teamwork and the ability to adapt.

9: F***ing avoid those that favours race and language over workmanship. Look for a job that does not have the words "Preferably chinese/malay/indian or speak that certain language.". Sheesh.

This is also for all ya unemployed graduate chumps out there either being choosy or just unmotivated. Ya can't watch movies or go to pubs everyday without cash, ya know. So kids, stop COMPLAINING AND FIND A JOB NO MATTER WHAT!!! DOESN'T HAVE TO BE WHAT YA WANT FOR NOW!

*sigh* Ok, gotta go before the Internet eats this post again. And Mom's waiting outside. Ciao.

Coming soon: Advance Job Search Criteria.

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Buzzah, need to find job...

ok, currently at cybercafe goofing off. Restarting chapter 21 of FE.

Speaking of jobs, should I just wait for a Borders reply, or still search others... like Popular or MPH? I'm afraid the latter might not pay much.

Or should I just go for jobs suited to my needs? Like Photography? (that means working where my bro is. Something I do not want right now)

And my RPing mood is still not back in. *sigh*

Monday, November 14, 2005

Ah, the joys of moving back to familiarity.

First things first:

*Takes a deep breath...*

I'M FREE!!! I'M FREE!!! I'M SO DAMN F***ING FREE!!! I'M GONE-COMMANDO FREE!!! I'M EL-GRANDE FREE!!! I'M FREE LIKE THE WIND!!!

NO MORE ASSIGNMENTS!!! NO MORE SCREWY DEADLINES!!! NO MORE PAYING FOR THE BASTICH-HIKED-UP PRICING OF CAFETERIA FOOD IN COLLEGE! NO MORE GOING 50, 100, whatever KILOMETRES TO COLLEGE! FREE TO PLAY THE ARCADE! FREE TO RP in teh NEXUS!!! FREE TO FIND WORK!

...

Wait, that last part wasn't right. *sigh*

DOESN'T MATTER NOW, FOR I'M FREE FROM FREAKIN' COLLEGE!

*ahem* Changing the subject.

Finally, we got a place in KL, so WOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

It's some apartment a few kilometres after the PGRM building, and... it's not bad. No, it's better. Near an LRT, near Jaya Jusco...busstands, even. Hell, near everywhere!

Goodbye Subang 2. Hello Villa Tropika.

Just hope it lasts long. At least i don't have to pay the freaking RM3.50 everytime to Subang.

On other notes:

Bah!

Restarting Eliwood's chapter in FE (Gameboy emulator, yo.).

Stats and equipments for some more important characters(Matthew, Wil) screwed up.

Heh, that's what ya got for relying on heavy-hitters, like Kent and Sain, and occasionally Hector, too much.

After that, gonna look for info on the FE anime that started it all.

Thursday, November 10, 2005

Back in action... sorta.

Yes, this blog is still alive.

And right now, obsessing a bit over Fire Emblem (GBA emulator) gameplay. Already have a Level 20 Hector and Lyn, followed by a level 17 Eliwood, in Chapter 25. Might restart though, as I messed up some stats.

And I'm gonna so hope I don't screw up tomorrow's presentation.

Ciao!