She was a senior citizen who disliked going to the grocery without her lucky green Marks & Spencer Limited Edition underwear. But one day, she found that her lucky underwear had been stolen. She didn't realize that it was accidentally misplaced by her ex-husband, Mr. Tuffles, and it was actually an imitation of someone else's old Barbie panties. One day after she tried to contact her ex-husband, his latest wife called her back and admitted to being a ninja and was assigned to finding her missing underwear within a month or just die trying.
Thus begins the legendary search for the amazing missing Marks & Spencer Limited Edition underwear. With the help of her new cat, Mrs. Tuffles, our daring protagonist went first to the scene of the crime. According to the collected information, she was no where newar the suspected place of misplacement when the cat sniffed something that was fishy. It lead her to the first floor where there was a tuna sandwich being prepared. The cat tried to snatch the sandwich, but was intercepted by another much larger cat. It snarled in disgust when the larger cat ate the sandwich, but Mrs. Tuffles reminded the other cat they still had more sandwiches and their mission was still ongoing.
Disgruntled, the cat went to look again for the most helpful evidence. The search got warmer when the trail led them to an important room: the nursery. Suddenly, ninjas appeared. They have kunais. They are after the infamous sandwich which actually has the secret ingredient needed in creating the perfect jutsu. They also needed a volunteer for finding more ingredients.
She agreed to help, in exchange for helping her find her underwear. They merely stared at her in disbelief, but they eventually agreed. They lent her Pakkun, but Mrs. Tuffles's allergic to dogs. She decided to learn the ninja way of getting to the lost temple of Anti-Allergy. After four months, she was still allergic to dogs, and her underwear was still missing.
Sadly, this story is the end.
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Copyright 2009. Fionachu & Riknata.
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Will you look at that, I'm actually updating again. Muse will be pleased, very very pleased.
I'm not using WoD this time, though. I feel like I owe this blog a decent post, and not just the scraps of a typing frenzy. Actually, with all the accumulated junk inside my head, I don't think WoD's a smart thing to use. I have A LOT to dump here.
And because of that, I'll be using bullets for the first time [I think. I'm not sure. Anyway.].
- Something's wrong with PeeCee-chan. Or I think it's just Winamp. Everytime PeeCee-chan illegally shuts down, Winamp won't work the next time I open it. I have reinstalled that app four times this week already. Not that it affects my mp3 files, really. I always keep tabs on them, and so far so good. It's just a shame to lose all those play counts. If only mp3 files record play counts and not mp3 player-based only. In fact, Damaged by Shayne Ward was already 40-ish times played before Winamp crashed again. Sigh. Now they're all back to 0 again.
- Speaking of Shayne Ward, I still can't get his song Damaged out of my head. Seriously. Ask the Plurk [and Twitter, I guess] people there how many times I played that song. I don't think it's an extreme case of LSS, though, because I don't hear it playing in my head when I'm not sitting in front of my computer, my Winamp playing. Really, I don't. I don't suddenly sing that thing out loud in random places. Only when my playlist's playing. I don't know. And I don't think this will be resolved soon because I'm not bothered about it. Just stating facts.
- I have serious issues with procrastination. Like this blog, for instance. I procrastinate on blogging, for pete's sake. And I just realized yesterday that the last day of classes for the second sem is just around the corner, literally. I even remember saying, "Oh my god, I need to change my life now."
It didn't really help matters that my classmate, Jen, replied with: "I told myself the same thing last sem."
"Did it work?"
"I changed. For the worse." - I can no longer join the proud proclamations of people saying fanfiction is their antidrug. It's my high. Seriously. I mean, my tagline should be like "Why take drugs when you have fanfiction? Better than drug-induced hallucinations, you know." Or something like that.
- Random note: my Twitterfox's logo is currently red. Should I be worried?
- I'm reviving my love for Hidden Objects games. Yey me. I just finished Hidden Expedition: Titanic and HE: Everest within two weeks [note: aforementioned two weeks were hell weeks]. Titanic was cool, and it will always have a special place in my gamer's heart being the first ever hidden object game I played. Everest was more challenging, though, and weirder. I didn't know Everest also gained popularity in the alien fanatic mainstream. I mean, there were alien-ish objects popping up on the scenes by the time I got to the middle. And the last one? Hooooyeaah. I was like "Wait, what? Huh?" for three minutes before realizing I need to solve the puzzle, too. Also, most of the time I was "I'm currently in Africa. What's the game title again? Everest? What am I doing here in Africa?"
I tried HE: Amazon before but dropped it right after the first trial. For one thing, it's sooo slow on my computer, and that's a major turn off. Also, there was something in the game plot that made me lose interest. I just forgot what. So far no new releases for the HE series, so I opted to try other Bigfish games.
By the way, I really really like Bigfish.
Yesterday, I downloaded Mystery Case Files: Madame Fate. Another Bigfish baby that caught my attention for some unknown reasons [we'll get to that later]. Game was loading pretty fast, but as soon as I got to see the first scene, I was like jkdsalkdjjsaixocnjsduiwoefsdfjlksdjcm,nvmncvuoieI'vealreadyplayedthisdamnthing.
Yes, muttering under my breath with profanities my mother should never hear me speak. That was then I realized why the game title caught my eye. I've played that damn thing before and it was the reason why my eyes actually got so tired I have to rest for a whole day without doing anything except stare at green sceneries. The game play was so sadistic. You could find five goddamn objects in a single corner if you look very very close enough [as in two-inches-from-the-screen close].
I never made it past a fourth of the plot. And I'm not regretting quitting that early, either. And I'll never play another MCF episode again.
The newest one I'm trying to solve is Undiscovered World - The Incan Sun, another Bigfish, but not that popular I think. I mean, I wouldn't have seen that one if I haven't browsed the Bigfish website. Found a copy somewhere, installed it, and now trying it out.
So far, the game looks promising. Easier than HE, though. But it runs faster! And the game gives generous hints. - Yey, I finished recovering my playlist. Current song count: 891, excluding the Christmas and Chipmunk Christmas songs. Just sharing.
There, I'm done, for now. I'll probably plu-post more tomorrow.
Also, hello to those who subscribed to my blog's feeds. 8D
After so many distractions, I've finally managed to blog. And no time limits this time, I'm having a heart attack as it is trying to stay within the grace period. My real alarm clock will ring after fifteen minutes anyway.
Also, strict KAMIKAZE mode people. Whatdaheck---
Also, I am once again balancing spontaneous typing and trying to maintain decent conversation. Multi-tasker is me, people, yeah.
Anyway, I'll probably do random reader a favor and continue where I left off (assuming I do have a reader, anyway).
PeeCee-kun is one hell of a computer unit. Really. It's running on Windows XP Professional SP3, and yet the CPU has an Ubuntu sticker on it. And lots of Post-It's, too. Don't worry, I never let a Post-It remain sticking on the CPU's surface for more than two days. That's part of the motivation of my To-Do lists: I never remove notes until I've complete done as specified within that note.
So, yeah. Expect lots of notes around the room come cramming periods (finals, mid-sems).
Firefox runs faster here, too. I've tried Safari 3 and Safari 4 Beta, Google Chrome (I don't know if they have versions), and Opera. No, I didn't bother comparing my Firefox performance against Internet Explorer, because that's already a given. Heck, you should see Safari's boast about the browser: 8 times faster than IE, 4 times faster than Firefox, and from what I generally see on Techblogs, 2-3 times faster than Google Chrome. What does that tell you? IE sucks, big time.
I can clearly remember why I decided to abandon IE and switch to Firefox: the tabbed browsing's too damn slow. I used to click the New Tab button several times before a new tab actually appeared. And, yeah, have I told you browsing's abnormally slow?
So, I've been using Firefox for almost a year now (wait, if I'm not mistaken, it HAS been a year since I started using Firefox). And it seems that PeeCee doesn't want anything else, either. Safari is, indeed, faster than Firefox here but it lacked the keyboard shortcuts I normally use. I think the only big time point there is the Mac GUI. I admit, I have an Apple app-GUI fetish. Heck, for two months, my Firefox looked like a Safari browser. But that's it. Well, yeah, it's fast, and it looks like Mac, but it's not really that convenient for me.
Chrome on the other hand, made me go "wtf". It claimed to be faster than Firefox, and is claimed to be by other trustworthy techie-bloggers. So, why oh why, is it damn slower than Firefox? Once again, I can only name two features that I gave two-thumbs up: the GUI, and the independent tabs system thingy (I don't know the technical term for that, and even if I do, I probably might not mention it here. For no reason at all. 8D).
I have a thing for fancy and/or minimalistic and/or futuristic interfaces. And Chrome has that. So, plus points. Also, for someone like me who tends to work with 20+ tabs open at the same time, the browser tends to lag or at worst, crash. Chrome somehow remedies that using the independent tab thingy (which I am going to call ITT for short). Should one, or several, of the tabs slow down, it won't affect the browser in general. I can browse other working tabs without any fuss.
But, yeah. It's slow, alright? So, boo.
567 words people, I'll stop now.
(I'm under EVIL grace period and 10-minute time goal. Let's see where I'll go from here.)
Well, I'm going to say this once again, with feelings: I CAN FEEL THE PRESSURE RIGHT NOW. And it's not just the MP.
March has officially set in, and I just realized that around 10 o'clock this morning by the way, and that only means the finals are getting nearer and nearer.
(I just realized I probably won't get very far: my mother keeps on talking to me and it's hard to keep track of what I'm typing when I'm trying to maintain a decent conversation without actually being rude.)
And it's not just the exams that are bothering me (but they DO bother me BIG TIME, for clarifications), but the major requirements as well. And it's always, ALWAYS depressing when you get to talk to your high school batchmates about requirements and stuff.
One famous analogy:
their lecture = our introductory remarks
their exercises = our lecture examples
their projects = our take-home activities
their ___?____ = our projects
I seriously don't want to complete that. Because it's frustratingly stupid and unfair. And THEY get higher grades. T_T
Unfair.
And yes, I do have a basis for comparison, so shut it, Jareth.
Sucks to that my computer's acting up again. I probably should buy new components for him pretty soon. Wait, I already did, and it was worth P700 flat. Huh.
"PeeCee-chan, what's wrong with you? Genki desu?"
I mean, come on. He (Yes, a guy.) is perhaps the sole unit that defied the common opinion regarding the three major internet browsers today. So far, here's my computer's feedback:
Firefox works really well and ----------
OH LOOK, 10 MINUTES IS OVER: Overall word count: 266, excluding this line.
I'm under strict grace period here.
Huh. Well, so much for the daily typing exercise. I'm seriously abusing my body these days: no exercise (neither walking nor the weekly-increasing number of jogging laps count), no sleep (for real), strained eyesight (as if my eyes need any more damaging). It's amazing I have not dropped dead, yet. Hopefully we won't have to come to that point. Still, it's never good to test one's limits.
Speaking of limits, random fact. Our Sociology teacher said that the average mind can only maintain 7 hours of pure concentration every day.
Pity the admin who assigned us the ebil Thursday wasn't aware of that fact. Seriously. 8 hours of nonstop discussions, labs, and more nose-bleeding discussions? The hell. Also, someone I know once said that UP has this unique ability to turn your favorite class into torture chamber*.
Technically, my favorite subject is English, and up to the present, that's hasn't happened to me. Then again, I love my course (BS Computer Science), too. And I will willingly stab anyone in the front who will say this course is a damn breeze. Because IT. IS. NOT.
Side note remark: our COMM2 professor said to the Americans (or British, not sure), the word "shall" is considered obsolete. They now use the general word "will".
So, will we dance? Yes, we will.
Anyway, back to the topic. Yes, I admit. I am in deep shit right now. Really frightening, if you ask me since this is only my first year. Hmm, I think I mentioned that in my previous post, or Plurk. Whatever.
Another thing: I have major issues with Procrastination.
Sure, our relationship is mutual and oddly satisfying, but that's the real deal.
Makes sense? No? Good. It's not supposed to. This is a Write or Die frenzy so anything I'm typing right now isn't supposed to make any sense.
Actually, this whole thing is just between me, my PC, and my blog. I don't know why you're reading this. Not that I mind, honestly, but... Oh well.
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*I cannot recall what he exactly said. The phrase "torture chamber" came from me, so if you somehow were offended by that, sue me.
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