Bad(minton) Day

Yesterday’s badminton game was a bad one. My string broke. Again. I think I’ve restrung my racket thrice in a year. My grip outlasts my string! This is the final straw. I’m not going to restring it anymore. I’m getting a new racket (hopefully).

If that wasn’t bad enough, the front guard of my shoe tore.

It may look like a minor tear, but if I were to leave it that way I’m sure it won’t last for more than another game or two. Attempts to fix it only resulted in a snapped needle.

Overall, not a good day.

Leaving Behind More Than Thoughts

It won’t be  long before I’ll have to make a major decision. Every year, the responsibilities get bigger and the consequences more severe. This time, it’s no exception. Only a lot more true. My shoulders are tiny and my back is frail but that’s no excuse for failing to do what I’m supposed to do. Failure is not an option. Neither is mediocrity. But it makes things a lot harder, only to find to find that the extra mileage that you went through did nothing but made a complete fool out of yourself.

Trying hard doesn’t always pay off. Try as you may, but don’t expect anything. The law of equal conversion does not apply. Give it your best, and all you might get is a monkey wrench in your effort.

Though does that really matter? Having your effort pay off is a mere bonus, while if it doesn’t then it’s just that. But where is the fine line between foolishly trying and tirelessly working? To what extent has one got to fight for oneself? When is the right time to give up? Questions like these often go by unanswered. There are too many variables to consider, or simply such question cannot be answered. Some know not the idea of giving up and spectacularly defy the odds to stand where they are today, but what we see is only a handful of the very many who were otherwise steamrolled by the world.

The world never was, never is and never will be fair. Hold your ground in all unfairness, but only you will know how far to go.

How far can I go before my shoulders fail me? How long can I hold before my legs give way? The stakes are high. The payoff is unknown. And it is only the beginning.

Portal

Some of you should be aware that my Final Year Project’s due date is around the corner. In exactly 4 days actually. Yes, so I’m here to talk about the fact that I’m not going to talk about that. Rather, let’s talk about Portal. Portal, is a game. Now remember, I won’t be talking about my Final Year Project which is due in 4 days because I will be talking about this innovative game.

Portal, is a puzzle game specially developed using the Source engine and was recently released as part of The Orange Box (no, I’m not kidding). I usually never bother with puzzle games because I suck at it they’re boring. Portal however, is great fun.

There’s pretty much no storyline in the game. You wake up in some science laboratory, some computer voice tells you what to do, and you run around doing it. The end. Conceptually, things can’t get any more boring. But here, each portion is executed brilliantly. The voice that tells you what to do is hilarious. It constantly lies to you. It does not hesitate to gleefully notify you that hazards in the lab can kill you. Then it taunts while completely making a fool out of itself. When I was trying to escape the lab, it said “Where are you going? You’re not even going the right way. You should have turned left” followed by a long pause, and then it timidly said “Hello?” I was laughing hard at that.

Basically the game involves you making portals. Going into portals. Coming out of portals. Going into more portals. Make even more portals. Yeah, that’s about it. Typically, the portals lets you do really funky stuff, like you know, you go into one portal one come out from the other. Like Stargate, only a lot smaller. And you can’t travel to other planets.

By now, you’d realise my review of this game is useless. I haven’t been saying anything that is worth a dime (that’s 35 sen). If you’d like to see real, professional reviews of this game, try www.gamespot.com or www.ign.com. If you’d like to read about more pointless things from someone who has a sense of humour as dry as the Strawberry Dessert Sahara Desert and makes as much sense as 15 monkeys bashing on a keyboard, try www.tzelun.com. You’ll be amazed.

P/S: I forgot to mention that Portal’s ending song might probably be the best ending song ever. Get it here and don’t miss out the lyrics.

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I’ve finally figured out

- what to name my child.

If you don’t understand, congratulations.

Reloaded

After FIVE whole weeks of being Internet-less, I got it up and running again. But don’t count on me blogging that often, I have my Final Year Project due in 10 days and another two assignments two weeks after that.

I’m just here to say that I’m back!