Do people even blog anymore? Probably all Facebook now.

Seeking voice actress for a low-level (read: lousy) B-grade video game with a B-grade script to be recorded with B-grade equipment by a B-grade company for a B-grade school project.

No pay, no employer CPF contribution and no perks. Work hours on an as-required basis. Meals provided only if you're pretty.

So my friends are currently playing warcraft, and I'm waiting for my map to render it's lightmap. Damn, it takes so ****in long.

You see, after modelling the map, one has to decide where to place the different light sources. And that takes a REALLY long time. Well, not deciding where to place them, but waiting for them to render and check if everything's working.

After it rendered the first time, I was wondering why the hell the room was still so damned dark. Then it hit me.

Wait 15 mins to find out that I've placed the light in the WRONG DAMN PLACE. (Those stupid red diamonds are Delgine's sad sprites for light sources. Geez.)



So now I'mma wait another 15 mins to find out if the lighting is sufficient. And if it isn't, I gotta wait another 15 mins after changing the parameters. Check out the time on the screenies.



This can get really tiring.



Ah, damnit.

Dead Blog Alert!

Stupid n00b blogger. Blog also dunno how to blog consistently. Bloody wasting blogspot's bandwidth.

Urgh.

Some random chat I found on some random site which I found to be pretty randomly funny.

death09 : "my girlfriend broke up with me and sent me pix of her and her new boyfriend in bed."

ktp753 : "ouch."

death09 : "yeah.i sent them to her dad."

It was tagged, Mess With The Bull And You'll Get Horns.

What is flirting? Who determines when a person is flirting? What does it mean to flirt?

Is it when one makes suggestive actions at another? Perhaps it is talking about topics and doing things in front of the other party that one normally wouldn't do otherwise.

I'd just attended a friend's BBQ birthday party last night. As with many BBQs, steamboats and the like, I woke up this morning at 7am to stomach pains. Surprise surprise.

I kind of like waking up at such unearthly hours on days when I don't have lessons to attend, actually. It gives you time to just laze around and rest; and think. Images of last night's party immediately flashed into my head as soon as I laid back on the bed (after the toilet business).

Among them, the words I'd spoken the previous took a large chunk of my now-thinking mind. I was louder that night, definitely. I spoke a lot more than I normally do. I'd been keeping a smile on my face longer than it takes me to finish a semastral project (which is a REALLY long time, mind you, since I'm so lazy and all). I basically made one hell of a lot of noise and, somewhat unknowingly, I was speaking accented english. (Well, I normally do speak slightly accented english relative to the region I'm in that is Singapore, but somehow, I'd placed greater emphasis on it yesterday.)

The reason? I wasn't sure then. Though now it's fairly certain it was all for her. Ain't it pathetic? "Speak loudly and differently from the rest! You're sure to be noticed that way!" said the little guy in my head.

And it DID work. She made the first move.

"Hey, do you know how to tell when the satay's are cooked?"

"Erm, maybe you could poke 'em and check for blood?"

"But satay doesn't really bleed..."

"Oh yea... You really shouldn't rely on me, many've had stomach upsets after experiencing my culinary skills. Sorry about that."

"Hah, alright then."

"So, you're [the birthday boy's] JC friends?" she continues.

"Nope, we knew each other from secondary school. Maybe primary, even."

[Idle banter continues. Among this, we exchange names, ALSO with her taking the initiative.]

Eventually, we break off and get back to our cliques.

About some 20-30 mins later, we continue more of the idle banter, but among them is one fairly significant moment.

"Sean, what's the time now?"

*Checks watch and shows her the time face*

"Somewhere around 10. Why? Do you have a curfew?"

"Nah. I have to study for a test on Monday, though."

I kinda found that... forced, somewhat. After all, there IS the conveniently available cellphone as a form of time measurement. I wasn't complaining though.

I'd taken all these as IOIs (Indicators Of Interest). When the night came to a close, I decided to make the first move this time.

"So I was just thinking... Maybe we should have a drink sometime."

Prepare yourself for what would probably be the weirdest response ever.

"What, like, in a group?"

Seriously, in my mind flashed ASCII art WTFBombs all over the place with me taking cover behind some sandbags.

WTF, YOU THINK? I thought. But it came out more like,

"Well sure, anything you wanna do =)"

"Ok then, you can get [the birthday boy] to organise an outing sometime."

"Yea sure, see ya around then. Have fun."

The birthday boy's in fuckin NS. A hell lot of free time he's gonna have, eh? Give me your number, damnit. Omg. You're walking away, I don't believe you. Omg.

So ends it. Freakin' screwed up. A girl who just enjoys flirting for the sake of it? Such is the thought I have.

Dear Santa,

I've been a good kid all year. My class attendance is still 5% above the minimum limit and I've gone through a whole week without swearing!



So send me a Tara Reid this Christmas, ok?

Regards,

Rizz

Damn, it's freakishly boring.

Countries should be fined for being too boring. Really.

Ever hear of Jehovah's Witnesses? Basically, they believe in the commandment "Thou shalt not kill" extremely strongly (amongst other things). So strongly that they absolutely refuse to take up arms.

Here's something that isn't reported widely. Singapore bans Jehovah's Witnesses. And to such an extent that they would imprison any indivdual for so much as being seen in public carrying JW literature. The basis? That they are a threat to the peace and stability of Singapore.

Oh, yea, ok. And I sing praises to my bolster everyday. Y'know, there'll come a point that praises I sing will eventually cause it to spring to life, increasing its size a thousand-fold, grow arms and legs and start destroying the city a la Godzilla.

Who're you trying to kid, really? If you just want every male youth to waste two (of some of the best years of his life, if I may add) bloody years of his life doing next to nothing that kills, just fuckin' say so. Don't have to guise it as any other shit.

Some have already been charged when they refuse to enlist. Sent to jail for like, 15 months or something. But no, that's not enough, after they get out of prison, they're AGAIN conscripted.
And of course, they refuse, and get arrested again, etc, the cycle goes on.

"The initial sentence for failure to comply with the military
service requirement is 15 months' imprisonment, to which 24 months are added upon a second refusal. Failure to perform annual military reserve duty, which is required of all those who have completed their initial 2-year obligation, results in 40-day sentences; a 12-month sentence is usual after four such refusals. All of the Jehovah's Witnesses in detention were incarcerated for failing to perform their initial National Service obligations and expect to serve a total of 39 months."

- International Religious Freedom Report

Seriously, why even let them out? Might as well put them in there forever. Or kill them, since they're 'useless' to your oh-so-valued high and mighty national security.

Surely female JW members should be sought out and 'reprimanded' too. Don't really see that happening much though. Can you say "sexual discrimination"?

The Singapore government has clearly stated: "No able-bodied Singaporean is exempted from National Service as every Singaporean benefits from the peace and security which National Service has helped to ensure".

- http://www.wri-irg.org/co/rtba/singapore.htm

Oh really. Half of the "able-bodied Singapreans" have already been exempted from National Service, y'know, being of the 'softer' sex and all. Yeah. And the females 'benefit' from National Service as well. Or, wait, do they NOT get protected if war breaks out?

And speaking of war... China could bring their army, all unequipped, and just piss on our island while we're shootin' at em and drown us all. And have plenty more to spare. Whoo-hoo. Imagine what they'd do with guns. Better yet, we could have each of our servicemen replaced with the same number of world-renowned Gurkhas and still lose a war with nearly any other country.

What a piece of crap. My friends would be somewhere up there in the workforce while I'm just entering University.

That's provided I still feel like going back to the fuckin' books after crawling through spider webs and evading poisonous snakes and shit, perspiring every last second of the day for a reason only the superior minds of this amazing country can comprehend.

Anything to get more gun-toting young 'uns. And who cares if they're some of the best minds around? Oh not me, I don't care for talents at all. I don't care if the next Stephen Hawkins dies from running too far or too much. It's his fault for having too many points in his intellect and lacking in physical strength/stamina. That biatch should've been more well-rounded.

'Tis a fuckin' waste of time.

Yet again...

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IT1205 OS - Attendance During OS Lecture in week 7
Kok Leong CHUA [CHUA_Kok_Leong@nyp.gov.sg]

To:043529P@nyp.edu.sg; 041023R@nyp.edu.sg; 044201H@nyp.edu.sg; 041020N@nyp.edu.sg; 042551U@nyp.edu.sg; 040868S@nyp.edu.sg; 043803N@nyp.edu.sg; 041440T@nyp.edu.sg; 040618B@nyp.edu.sg; 041140L@nyp.edu.sg; 042833Q@nyp.edu.sg; 041273N@nyp.edu.sg; 032447N@nyp.edu.sg; DIT05@nyp.edu.sg

Cc: Teo Loo See; Tan Soon Keow; Phoon Lee Kien

The following messages are meant for students who are taking module IT1205 OS during this semester. If you are not taking this module, you may ignore the messages.

Dear Students

We have conducted a spot check on Tuesday evening (28 Nov 2006) and have marked attendance at the end of the lecture manually. According to our records, some of you were not physically present when we took the attendance manually. However, according to the on-line attendance system, you have scanned your admin card. Therefore, we believe you have either asked your friends to scan your admin card for you, or you have left the lecture theatre after you have scan your admin card. In either case, you were not present during the lecture.

As you were not physically present during the lecture, we would be marking you as absent during lecture on 28 Nov 2006. The attendance list will be passed to your personal mentor. Please explain to your personal mentor why you should not be marked as absent.

Please be informed that it is an dishonesty act to have scan your admin card and yet not attending the lecture. As this is the second time we have conducted such a spot check during this semester, a clear message has been sent to you. For those of you who have found twice conducting such dishonesty act, your personal mentor will be meeting you for counselling.

To those of you who have attended the lecture regularly, well done, and keep it up.

With best regards,

Chua Kok Leong (Mr),

Module Leader, IT1205 OS.

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Goodness.

I would assume this is a formal letter. But if so, why are there so many grammatical errors all over the place? In a single read-through, one should already be able to spot nearly 10 such errors. And I hardly consider this a long enough letter for this many mistakes.

If it is informal, perhaps we do not have to pay it due attention? =P

"As this is the second time we have conducted such a spot check during this semester, a clear message has been sent to you."

Stop and think for a while. What about the mesage WE are trying to send to you? Y'know, the one that says something along the lines of, "The lecturer speaks like a freeeeaakiiiinn' sedaaaaateeed torrrtoiiiisssseeee iiin aaa triiiiaaaathlooonn."

"For those of you who have found twice conducting such dishonesty act, your personal mentor will be meeting you for counselling."

So let me get this straight. If we happened to find a person/thing named 'Twice' scanning his admin card and yet not being present during the lecture, we would be sent for a counselling session? Alrighty.

Truth be told, I actually do know Twice. He's my imaginary friend. The thing is, being imaginary, his admin card (thus also imaginary) doesn't get read by the card reader, so he can't possibly be scanning his card and then leaving now, can he?

I would go on about everything else, but I'm just too bored.

Begin e-mail...

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Attendance during IT1205 OS Lecture

From: Kok Leong CHUA [CHUA_Kok_Leong@nyp.gov.sg] (By**** in the making)

To: DIT05@nyp.edu.sg; 043529P@nyp.edu.sg; 041023R@nyp.edu.sg; 044201H@nyp.edu.sg; 041020N@nyp.edu.sg; 042551U@nyp.edu.sg; 040868S@nyp.edu.sg; 043803N@nyp.edu.sg; 041440T@nyp.edu.sg; 040618B@nyp.edu.sg; 041140L@nyp.edu.sg; 042833Q@nyp.edu.sg; 041273N@nyp.edu.sg; 032447N@nyp.edu.sg (Cohort supposed to attend lecture)

Cc: Teo Loo See; Tan Soon Keow (Other Module Lecturers/Tutors)

Dear Students,

On Tuesday, 31 Oct 2006 when you were having your lecture on IT1205 OS, I conducted a spot check on groups IT1205-01 through IT1205-08 after the break (at about 7:35 pm) and noticed that many of you have left the lecture theatre, LTL-3. I marked the attendance manually at the end of the lecture and have recorded those students who were still present after the lecture. I have compiled a name list of those students who have left the lecture theatre half way through the lecture and have passed it to your personal mentor.

Please take this as a last warning that, in future, if you are not physically present at the lecture during the spot check, you will be marked as absent for the lecture, even though you may have scanned your admin card at the beginning of the lecture.

With regards,

Chua Kok Leong (Mr),

Module Leader, IT1205 OS.

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... End e-mail

A practice that many students have adopted since eons ago; and one which some lecturers have even encouraged (provided the students actually understand the topic well), has thus been stopped dead in its tracks.

I think 17 is the best age to be in one's life. I know you get to go clubbing and do all that nonsense when you hit 18, but, like I said, it's just rubbish.

Actually, I don't know. 18 just seems like such a common age. Or at least, I have this mindset that a lot of people are 18. I mean, when you're browsing through Friendster and whatnot, you'll see that plenty, really plenty of people are 18; supposedly, that is.

17 is just that mid-point in a teen's life. Totally care-free, just entered the tertiary education sector (for a lot of us), and basically real relaxed and a great time to just do anything you want. And when you're in bed resting, at night or whatever, or just thinking about the day's events and what you'd like to do again, you'll remember that you're 17. You still have loads of time to go off and chill doing anything you'd like many times more.

At 18, you'll be in bed thinking about the same stuff, but you'll remember that instead of having 'loads of time', you'll just be having 'some time' left to enjoy life, ie, a little over a year. After that, you won't be called a teenager anymore.

At 19+ coming 20, life and all its fun stuff seems to end. You're classified an adult. For guys, it's around the time you get conscripted into the army, doing something completely worthless, meaningless, and for many, training to defend (and possibly dying while training, without good reason) a country you have hardly any love for in the first place.

And for the rest of the lucky folk elsewhere in the world (in many countries, though not all), you'll be in university, probably. Though somewhat like high school, you're no longer allowed to slack off and give the excuse that you're just 'being a teen and living life'. You've to work hard otherwise people simply see you as being highly irresponsible.

That's the better of the two likely paths. The other is working. If you work, well, there's really nothing good about that, is there? What kind of job can you do with simply a diploma? Sure, it's possible to make it with just that (and there are SOME people who have), but the chances are just pretty slim, and heaven forbid that I should have to try and make it in life with just a slip of paper from my polytechnic.

Hopefully, I'll get a degree from some well-recognised university and, with a little bit o' luck, make a decent amount of cash soon, migrate out of this shit country, settle down somewhere in Europe, lead a smooth and peaceful life with my family in a little home in the country-side. Well, doesn't have to be Europe. Just anywhere that I can get an autumn scene in the peaceful country-side like that. That's my dream.

17 just seems a better age than 18. I sorta wish my last birthday'd never come to pass.

My Windows Media Player Playlist (for no aparrent apparent reason whatsoever):

Daniel Powter - You Had a Bad Day
The Click Five - Good Day
Green Day - Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Scrubs Soundtrack - I'm No Superman
Green Day - Wake Me Up When September Ends
McFly - Obviously
Michael Learns to Rock - 25 Minutes
Seal - Kiss From a Rose
Fool's Garden - Lemon Tree
Orson - No Tomorrow
Nickelback - Photograph
McFly - All About You
3 Doors Down - Here Without You
America - Horse With No Name
Billy Joel - For the Longest Time
Simple Plan - Addicted
Aerosmith - Don't Wanna Miss a Thing
Don McLean - American Pie
Green Day - American Idiot
Guns 'N Roses - Sweet Child O' Mine
Five for Fighting - Superman
Hoobastank - The Reason
Rolling Stones - Satisfaction
Green Day - I Fought the Law
Weezer - Beverly Hills
Eagles - Hotel California
Eurythmics - I Saved the World Today

Yep, that's the list.

Life sure is boring in Singapore. Gonna leave for school soon.

Forgot about an introduction, hah. My moniker is Rizzeich. Simply because I'm 'bo liao' enough to think that a blogger should have an alias and that without one, it just doesn't seem 'cool'.

Oh and the black layout. I once read somewhere that this guy (I think he was a blogger as well), thinks people who use black as a background are really poseur-ish, and think they're really cool. Well, I think I'm really cool so... yea.

Seriously though, I find black easier on the eyes. Especially when on the computer at night and in a dark room. And... I guess you could classify me a 'nocturne'.

Maybe I'll add a tagboard later and whatnot. Maybe. Since people can just impersonate someone else and start tagging nonsense like the retards they are, well, that just sucks. But as if there's anything here to make you want to come back and tag anyway.

Oh, and I'm still bored.

I've just noticed that Blogger was probably programmed in C++ (or something similar).

Look at the title when creating a new post. Currently, my blog's title is just at the top, so it reads,

Blogger: Shit-ade :: Create Post

In C++, the syntax for defining a method in a class follows above. For example, in a class called Student, defining a constructor (a kind of method) called Student requires you to type,

Student :: Student (insert arguments here)
{
      (insert code to construct a student object here);
}

But yea, I'm just ranting on something the majority of you would not know anything about.

I'm bored.