dammit, im angry orc.
August 11, 2008
Before I began, I am going to thank Candy’s family because they are awesome to me and feed me pratas in the morning. Candy manage to psycho me to sleepover at her house eventhough the plan was to only stay at her house for some ~virtual war~ in PW and take some hamsters. (PW is like so last year, I know)
SOMEONE GIVE ME WARHAMMER NOW I WANT PLAY DARK ELF PLS THANKS. I will not under any circumstances play any free mmorpgs with item malls ever again. no moar i tell ya! It was a period of time of money wastage where I would rather spend 10 bucks on getting some virtual clothes and coloring them to my desired choice of dye. And then it was another 10 more bucks for a pretty mount and so on and so forth. Overall, I’ve spend more than 150 bucks. I was blind and stupid and addicted. All those countless grinding and emo-ing over getting the best gears, ffs. But no matter how stupid a game is, it has changed certain people and it has saddened me to a great extent that the possibility of things going back the same way again is very slim.
oh pfft. like, I should shut up already.
Back to Candy’s house! I played her piano and violin! By playing, I mean ‘playing’ coz I am totally retarded and the only instrument I can play is the sad recorder which everyone under the Singapore education is capable of. Like whoa, the long thingy you used to er, play the violin is made of many many horse hair. I thought it’s made of a single synthetic thread or something. No wonder it doesn’t break.
At 11pm, Candy randomly asked if I wanted to go Zouk for some guy’s birthday. I am like wtf because it’s such a random life-changing question and although I did shave my legs and arms, the blade was blunt and my arm bled and I suck like that. (Fuck you shaving) and I hate Veet’s fragrance. Like, it’s faking to smell nice and it’s so damn tedious for a blade-less shaving option. One day when I have enough courage and money, I will wax my arms and legs and laugh at all the redundant body hair.
And no, we did not go to Zouk because it will be crazily spontaneous and we miss ikana (nah kidding).
WHY LAR JURONG SO FAR MY EZLINK LEFT NEGATIVE 2 DOLLARS LIAO WTF.
Alright. Now I am going to talk about my part-time job (part-time because I hate to be bonded to something I might regret later). All my life I have never ever hated the corporate life so much. So so much that I cried at my desk on the 3rd and 4th day of my job because in my opinion, I think it is such a sad sad world to be in. You see, I got a job as an interviewer. I am suppose to call hundreds of people everyday and only a handful bunch of kind human beings would actually pick up the phone and an even rarer bunch would actually do the survey. *gasp* Survey?!?! Yes, dear earthlings, a 15-20 minutes survey over the phone.
Everyone in there speaks fluent english and I swear the aunties in there has like awesome names like Brenda, Agne, Ada (ay-duh), Vivien… Do not be fooled because they speak absolute proper english over the phone. I despise the auntie who sits beside me and I think one of the girls there hate me for some unknown reason. I smiled at her and she gave me that face. Everytime I accidentally make eye contact with her, she give me that look. Whatever yeah. I am trying to be nice because I truly am if you get to know me a little better and if you totally want to be a bitch to me then so be it. I feel a little better knowing you’re an ugly person inside out.
But really people, Raffles Place is currently my most hated place in the whole world at the moment. Everyone walks the same way, wears the same thing, makes the same little talk, it bloody scares the shit out of me. Everything seems so damn fake. I would rather be happy somewhere in some jungle, saving some ape’s life, like for real.
Ok la. My job isn’t all bad. I can wear whatever I want (if they make me wear formal, I will cry) I can also take a break anytime I want which I rarely do because even during lunch time, people eat so quickly and you can’t help but catch snipets of their conversations and go wtf, why are all of them talking about the same thing. When I get back to my sad sad cubicle, everyone is making calls and I will feel so damn stressed out. Maybe it’s just the environment that I need to get used to. No. It’s more like, Candy Goh Wei Ning, why aren’t we working together?
One day, I was so upset about the world. The auntie beside me asked me a few questions and I told that I wanted to be an environmentalist. She said this: “Aiyoh, why you want to do environment? Stand under the sun, later you become tanned ah. From multimedia so fun to something so boring.” Dear god, how much I wanted to smack her ignorant self.
Then there was this other incident. I am using a Visa notebook that my dad got for free from his friend. The auntie saw my notebook and her first impression was that I am rich. In a typical auntie manner, she asked if my dad does surveys and how much his income and all that. She needed a rich malay family to do a survey with and thought I might be one. Oh yes, she also said that it’s very hard to find a rich malay family.
WELL LISTEN UP YOU RACIST WOMAN. I am very very poor. So poor that my parents cannot afford to pay for my fees if I ever wanted to study in a private school. So poor they can’t even pay if I ever wanted to take driving lessons. So poor that if my laptop breaks down right now, they can’t afford to buy one in a blink of an eye. The last time we actually went overseas together was when I was in primary school. The last time we actually sat together as a family was months ago, eating yong tau foo and that made me really happy. I miss my dad so so much it hurts alright. He kept telling me that he doesn’t give a fuck about what people think about him. He doesn’t care about the rich. At the very least, he goes home everyday knowing that he has a family.
DAMMIT BUT I HATE THAT WOMAN WHO SITS BESIDE ME. I will forever remember her face and flabby arms.
Hell yeah I am like incredibly angry. For the rest of my life, I refuse to work in an office. There must be more to life than making money.
=( and fuck I have to end this post because I am so emotionally unstable, I want a hug and I need to sleep because there is work tmr.
mac book air ambassador.
March 30, 2008
Today was a horrible gaming day. The stupid boss mob regen full health while I was tanking it, battling my life in between death at the hands of health potions and awesome heirograms. The damn thing was so close to death, it’s not even funny. T_T
Oh wait. I’ve noticed you’re making scorn faces at my post because you don’t really care about gaming in PW-online so I shall abruptly end my anger and talk about something else.
How about…. Rohan Online! oh no. I hate that game. It’s like so graphically bad, my eyes hurt. First impression was good and all, then when it came to the character-making page, my hopes went down because my hair is blue and I want it to be black. So ghey.
So there I was with my blue haired elf priest, staring at the bizzare graphics of which I hate and a gaming interface which I was not used to. Then I started, uhm, dancing which was a pretty nice function. LOL.
Picture added for illustration purposes.
Of course the next thing I did was to search for some mobs to kill but I died because I went to hit it with my magic stick and went D: in RL. Anyways, after level 3 and random healing, I gave up on that game and rated it: Suxors. =D
But then again, that’s just my opinion which is totally unreliable.
Let’s get to the point!
I am actually very very tired and all I want in life right now is to hug my pillow tight and go to sleep but I have a mission today and that is to blog about my temporary job as a mac book air ambassador!
oh blargh. I swear I am so tired, I am talking rubbish.
I am talking to a friend on msn and we’re like saying how much we hate soccer and I said: I rather play with my hands that using my legs to play balls.
TELL ME THAT DOESN’T SOUND WRONG OMGWTFBBQPORKCANNOTEAT.
PS: I can’t take it anymore. I’ve just got flu and I need to sleep bad. Post to be continued tomorrow! 
What Am I gonna do?!
February 22, 2008
Actually, the proper fix IS in March.
I sincerely doubt we can ‘fix’ this in 24 hours as we have no control over the fix.
To Quote myself at http://forum.perfectworld.com.my/viewtopic.php?t=11073
| Quote: |
| 3 Ways right now:
1) You can connect via proxies that do not pass through the bad routers. 2) You can wait till the ISP routers reset their routes. 3) Yes, wait for Cubinet Interactive to obtain the financial class lines. Scheduled in March. Trials in early March and if all goes well, full integration by the end of March. Reason #2 is why some of you are finding that you can no longer connect. Previously your route did not go through the bad TM Net routers. But now they do… so once they bypass those bad routers again, you’ll be able to connect without proxies. There is however no way for me to tell you when this will happen. Can be hours… days… weeks… |
FYI, the decision to get the financial class lines was made in January of 2008. So the lines were ordered back then.
From Leode, Game Moderator of PW.
————————————-
THATS FREAKING MARCH@!!@#()#$)8jiOIJD
gaming mode.
February 21, 2008
After days of not gaming, I am finally level 70.
Took me long enough. And sorry to anyone whom I snapped at because I am very pissed with myself today. 
self-explanatory.
February 6, 2008
