tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9418024697013523152024-03-08T10:21:31.198-08:00Encyclopædia IdioticaYour #1 resource for all things idioticCherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.comBlogger39125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-61244002940335597962010-10-01T12:59:00.000-07:002010-10-01T14:38:39.265-07:00The Legend of Zelda: Spirit Tracks<p style="text-align:center"><img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a339/CherylHew/AlbumArtwork.jpg"/><br><i>Aaaah, the standard save the pretty princess story. Wait, why's she so translucent?</i></p>Hooray! A new post! (fangirlism is POWERFUL, I tell you!)<br /><br />So, as per the title, I’ve just completed Spirit Tracks after almost a whole year of drama that included infatuation with little elf boys in green, maddening train chases, the demise (and resurrection) of my DS microphone and lots of rolling in bed while giggling at a handheld console. Obviously, this entry is going to be a string of grammatical-correct-yet-semantically-confusing sentences, so you have been warned :D<br /><br />So, let’s start, shall we? As per all Zelda games, you start off as Link, a midget of an elf boy (that I love throwing off cliffs to hear him scream!) who through trope-worthy circumstances ends up having to save Princess Zelda’s sorry ass. Thing is, in this installment, you don’t actually start off wearing that garish Santa-esque green outfit, since you’re a train engineer (at this rate of technological advancement in the Zelda games, I won’t be surprised if the next title is LoZ: Air Force One). Still, since the fashionably-inept Link obviously dons that trademark outfit in the promo art, sooner or later he gets his tiny hands on the god-forsaken tunic (noooooo) and turns into.. DUN DUN DUN the caretaker of Zelda’s soul. And so the pair runs off to retrieve said princess’ body from the evil Demon King, with Link stabbing any mice on sight and Zelda possessing giant suits of armour that can walk in lava, wreck boulders, teleport, block laser attacks and so forth.<br /><br />..Wait, what?<p style="text-align:center"><img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a339/CherylHew/STphantom.jpg"/><br><i>Yes, we are equally surprised, Link. And delighted.</i></p>By unintentionally forsaking her body, our damsel-in-distress here has transcended all previous heroines and turned about 100% more awesome than the hero himself (other than her fear for mice.. which leads to amusing sights of a huge phantom cowering in a corner). Sayonara Link, for once, The Legend of Zelda IS The Legend of ZELDA. Writing this made me realise that I completely blew it by playing this as my first Zelda game, as there never was and never will be another game like this where Zelda actually mattered, besides being kidnapped/amnesiac/plain useless. How the hell am I going to enjoy other games after this, when the Link/Zelda chemistry has been burnt into my mind?<p style="text-align:center"><img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a339/CherylHew/STcouple.jpg"/><br><i>The spirits don't give a damn if sitting idly waiting for rescue is a family tradition, get your ass movin', princess! XD</i></p>All that ranting aside, the game was pretty awesome, if not ASDFGHJKL AWESOME! The mechanics were simple and those weapons Link picked up along the way were bloody fun to use (I’M IN UR BACKYARD, SWINGING IN UR TREES WITH MA WHIP!). Surprisingly, even the train was a hoot (pun not intended) to drive, especially once you acquired a cannon TO SHOOT THOSE DAMNED SNOWMEN THAT HURL THEIR HEADS AT YOU. The awesomest part of the train was that last battle where you BLOODY HURLED YOURSELF AT THOSE GODDARN DEMON TRAINS THAT ALWAYS DECIMATED YOU, this time OBLITERATING THEM WITH YOUR AWESOMENESS, MANLINESS AND SHEER SPEED POWAH!! Anyone would’ve assumed me bonkers while I screamed “BANZAAAAAAIII” every time I floored the gas and pancake-d those pesky buggers.<p style="text-align:center"><img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a339/CherylHew/STtrain.jpg"/><br><i>Makes you wanna ride a train, no? XD</i></p>A notable mention in the game would be the music and sound. I could sit all day and listen to Link and his little shrieks while stabbing thin air (as already mentioned, one of my favourite pastimes was hurling him into random abysses to hear him scream). Zelda herself deserves praise, delighting me whenever I watch a giant pink suit of armour freeze and yelp when a mouse appeared. The music, whimsical and mystical at times, complemented everything very well, especially the Spirit Flute theme. Also, the duet pieces Link plays with the guardians of each temple are little gems worth pointing out.<br /><br />It’s already 5am and at this length, the article’s tl;dr anyway, so I might as well stop the incomprehensible spewing of English words here. I guess I MIGHT pick up Phantom Hourglass to try next, but no playable Zelda = no happy Cheryl :(CherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-4148801094471739882010-06-23T01:54:00.000-07:002010-06-23T01:56:08.485-07:00My Deepest Concerns with the Plague Affecting UTAR..Greetings to whom it may concern,<br /><br /> I am a regular student at UTAR Kampar, not affiliated with any major societies nor advocate of any student movements, but I write this to tell the university how disappointed I am that EMPOWER, a group vying for the SRC posts, has been allowed to continue on with their campaign.<br /><br /> When I first read the news on J-on, my reaction was to find a wastepaper basket and throw up immediately. According to EMPOWER's Chairman candidate, Oh Chin Eng, "Facebook and blogs are not media and therefore should be allowed for campaigning." Imagine my utmost horror that a JOURNALISM STUDENT does not even understand what in the world is a mass media.<br /><br /> While suppressing my urge to bludgeon him to death with my Introduction to Mass Communication book, I realised that I've read another article from J-on that mentioned of how EMPOWER's manifesto was rejected because they printed their Blogspot address on it, meaning they already KNEW that their online campaigning was illegal, yet they continued with it. I am appalled at the prospect of electing a Chairman who flamboyantly flaunts the Election Campaign rules while not admitting to his mistakes.<br /><br /> To end this long-winded expression of rage and disbelief, I would like to reaffirm that it is my belief that EMPOWER does not deserve to compete for a post representing the student population of UTAR Kampar when they have no disregard of breaking simple rules to upstage their opponents.<br /><br />UTAR Boleh!CherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-47366799857593381572010-03-16T03:13:00.000-07:002010-03-16T03:40:25.938-07:00FailureInspired by a comment I saw on Ryanne's blog..<p style="text-align:center;font-size:1.5em"><i>Avatar so deserved to lose at the Oscars</i></p>BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~ But seriously, it earned a few technical Oscars, and that's really what it deserves. When I watched it in that packed cinema, I could only concentrate on "Ooooooh those plants look pretty" and "Oooooh those explosions are cool". What innovative storyline? I could pull the plot out of my ass and James Cameron wouldn't even have to pay me.<p style="text-align:center"><i>Special dude goes to new planet. Special dude makes stupid mistake and lands with native aliens. Special dude blends in and falls in love with alien dudette. Evil humans want to take over new planet. Special dude gets epiphany and sides with aliens to save new planet. Special dude becomes alien. Good end.</i></p>It was so.. typical. Nothing surprised me at all in the story. Jake would become the famed "Toruk Makto"? When I first saw that thing and heard the "legend", it was already cemented that it was bound to happen. In order to make an "epic masterpiece", James Cameron threw away all plot creativity and went for the usual hero's tale and what a <i>disappointment</i>. Story-wise, there was no <i>innovation</i> and it made me feel numb while watching the whole 3 hour fest. The characters were decent enough with solid acting; you liked the good guys and hated the bad guys. No one was in some "gray area" where you could go on and debate for hours after the movie ended. Seriously, just look at the reviews online. I feel as if Cameron bribed them or something, they all harp on "technological and CG innovations", "beautiful and interesting new world" while carefully avoiding anything about the lacklustre plot. I would have been more forgiving, but all this hype about Avatar being the next coming of Jesus or something is complete <i>bullshit</i> IMHO. I left the movie with such befuddled feelings until I realised it was actually a load of over-hyped flashy stuff.<br /><br />So yeah, the Oscars did not shun big-budgeted movies, they shunned overpriced mediocre ones this year, and I feel that the only reason James Cameron had a shot for Best Director was because he could contain all that run-of-the-mill material into one flashy comprehensible pudding that ultimately didn't <i>suck</i>, but is undeserving of any praise other than for ground-breaking graphics. It almost feels as if he did that 10-year wait because he <i>knew</i> Avatar would be <i>nothing</i> without beautiful visuals.<br /><br />Amen =PCherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-21800521759139213002010-02-03T07:00:00.000-08:002010-02-03T07:14:16.024-08:00Perils of a PhotographerEver since my Canon S90 arrived on my doorstep, I've lugged it around for almost everything I do, thus learning the joys of snapping weird stuff whenever I feel like it. Of course, even a DSLR wouldn't churn out good photos if the photographer didn't go the extra length to obtain the results themselves, so I've gotten into a few prickly situations with my subjects, most notably..<br /><p style="text-align:center"><img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a339/CherylHew/StupidAnts.jpg"/></p>These damn buggers crawling around a tree between Block C and Block D >_> I was waiting for Puey Ru to finish her Wushu practice and Yao Jia pointed out this bloody ant-infested tree XD Since it's a pain to focus with full zoom and I was too lazy to do it manually, I had to get really close to the buggers and use the flash. After the first few shots, I felt a stinging pain on my left middle finger and found one of the blasted creatures sinking its teeth into my flesh =__=;; Seems that my wrist strap was in contact with the ground and those ants used it as a bridge to my fat meat. I still have a huge lump on my <i>middle finger</i> of all places. Of course, my course of action after being bitten was to flip off the ants with said injured digit LOL<br /><br /><p style="text-align:center"><img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a339/CherylHew/YJPic.jpg"/></p>Also, it's quite saddening when the best photo in the album currently is one taken by my friend, not myself D: Oh the humiliation..<br /><br />Yeah this doesn't sound like a proper post. I blame my deflated writing skills on the crappy time I've been having since returning to university. With so many administrative problems, timetable clashes and clueless lecturers, it hardly feels like I've actually <i>learned</i> something these past few weeks *hangs self*CherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-32844350246861917602010-01-31T08:28:00.001-08:002010-01-31T08:30:42.817-08:00TodayToday, I was told to update my blog. FML.<br /><br />P/S OK OK XD I'm panicking like hell because the busy OMFG-IT'S-CLOSE-TO-CHINESE-NEW-YEAR period is here and I got dragged all around the city. And the internet had not been working for the better half of the weekend. I still have a few art samples to complete for the English Language Society fundraising and a 20,000-word play to read for my Literature assignment by tomorrow. SOMEBODY KILL ME.<br /><br />FML<br /><br />XDCherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-39377805481194766682009-12-16T01:03:00.000-08:002009-12-16T03:30:29.482-08:00Something to While Time Away~I wanted to post some atrocious piano playing, but after a week of practice, I still flunked during recording and I realised that my phone microphone screwed all my A notes T__T So here's a (semi) old drawing to give this blog some semblance of life<br /><p style="text-align:center"><img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a339/CherylHew/Doll_Princess_by_CherylHew.jpg"></p>Umm.. *goes back to doing something that's supposed to be productive*CherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-64162050614901009082009-12-01T10:35:00.001-08:002009-12-01T10:43:30.669-08:00What is There to Talk About?As I sit here with 2 Left4Dead games under my belt, chicken soup swirling in my stomach and May'n's powerful punk rock songs blasting in my ear, I silently contemplate.. What significant even has happened in my life? I love to blog but it feels pointless to me if all I do is recite the mundane stuff I go through daily *ahemahem* Nothing has happened in these past few months that have made me sit down and do some fake philosophical thinking. I've had fun, but it is irrelevant to share with my few blog readers. Weird things have happened, but I'm sure everyone's sick of that Kashmir man story already XD;; Some events have made me piss mad, but I'm not exactly in the mood to talk about people who take friends for granted yet again.<br /><br />..Uh, what's the purpose of this blog again?? *STONED*CherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-67856346695006562472009-10-30T10:42:00.000-07:002009-10-30T10:45:04.012-07:00Violation of PrivacyFirst, my roommate simply opens the door when I'm changing. When I'm finally in my own bedroom, my brother barges in immediately after a knock.<br /><br />Tell me, where the hell can I call my own space?CherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-37541692923320970432009-10-15T06:29:00.000-07:002009-10-15T07:01:19.992-07:00Kyle LandryAnd I never thought I'd fall in love with a REAL guy.<br /><p style="text-align:center"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-neZL4_O6sQ&rel=0&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&feature=player_profilepage&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-neZL4_O6sQ&rel=0&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&feature=player_profilepage&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></p>Sorry loupo, I'm in love. Oh God. Or maybe not. Maybe I hate his guts for being to play like a divine being which looks so impossible to me LOL<br /><br />Okay, a more familiar tune to most of my readers..<br /><p style="text-align:center"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pidW3I9GQa8&rel=0&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&feature=player_profilepage&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pidW3I9GQa8&rel=0&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&feature=player_profilepage&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></p>I swear, he.is.God. *_* It would be a dream come true for an amateur pianist like me to reach anywhere near his level! I'm going to go listen to his self-compositions.. Seems like he's releasing a CD soon =)CherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-54174567086323668272009-10-12T10:13:00.000-07:002009-10-12T11:24:16.229-07:00The Canister Manifest..Which basically means the bucket list LOL Ignore me, I just wanted to make something <b><i>different</i></b> since I'm an English student *SHOT* XD<br /><br />A Bucket List is a list of things that one wants to do before one kicks the bucket, meaning die.<br />Copy this tag, fill in your answers and post them on your blogs, Facebook, Twitter or whatever as "The Bucket List". Your answers can be achievable, impossible or downright ridiculous. After all, life is about dreams, right? Tag 10 person to do this tag as well.<br /><br /><b>The Big Stuff</b><br />1. Draw an A4 sized drawing with many characters and a background and fully colour it with markers.. This is so impossible it can go into the "Crazy Stuff" part LOL<br />2. Act in a full-fledged theatre production and get to use my trademark evil laugh while doing so XD<br />3. Visit all the European countries, especially Britain and Italy (just because it sucks shit at war ain't mean the country isn't beyootiful LOL)<br />4. Stay in that.. hotel made of ice somewhere XD<br />5. Perform a piano concerto with a philharmonic orchestra (again, so impossible LOL)<br />6. Be the keyboardist or guitarist in a garage band (who needs popularity when you have close bonds? =) )<br />7. Stay for a month in a 6-star beachside resort (you cannot forget the experience after going once..)<br />8. Do a lawyer stint =P<br />9. Attend performances of all the renowned orchestras in the world (droooooool)<br />10. Finish writing and drawing a comic of my own ideas (augh, fantasise la LOL)<br /><br /><b>The Simple Stuff</b><br />1. Own a grand piano (and an electric guitar, an electric violin....)<br />2. Learn to play Eternity ~Memory of Lightwaves~ on the piano flawlessly (only in simple cause it's less bombastic than a concerto LOL)<br />3. Drive and park properly (...........................)<br />4. Own a new Freelander or Volkswagen Tiguan (love the Freelander more, but the Tiguan.. AUTO SIDE PARKING!!! HAIL GERMANY)<br />5. Go on a road trip as the driver without killing anyone LOL<br />6. Get to randomly drive around when I want to without having to worry about Rempits or criminals =__=;;<br />7. Bake something not burnt (achieved.. just not with my mom's oven yet LOL)<br />8. Learn enough Japanese to converse fluently (screw you kanji =D)<br />9. Learn to sing without rupturing the eardrums of listeners (..I'm sick of saying impossible =__=;; )<br />10. Kick a guy in the balls<br /><br /><b>The Heart Stuff</b><br />1. Cuddle<br />2. Cuddle<br />3. Cuddle<br />4. Cuddle<br />5. Cuddle<br />6. Cuddle<br />7. Cuddle<br />8. Cuddle<br />9. Cuddle<br />10. Cuddle<br /><br /><b>The Crazy Stuff</b><br />1. World domination<br />2. Punch Najib in the face<br />3. Make a giant armada of snowballs and assault a complete stranger to the point of frostbite<br />4. Gain superpowers<br />5. Learn swordfighting. ...OI DON'T LAUGH!!<br />6. Participate in the end of the world, acquire a firearm with unlimited ammo and shoot zombies or aliens dead YEAH<br />7. Enter virtual reality<br />8. Fly<br />9. Crash a car into something and walk off scratch-free and completely not liable<br />10. Bungee jump from an absurdly high place without a rope<br /><br />:DCherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-40966815568621424932009-10-04T06:17:00.000-07:002009-10-05T00:04:50.173-07:00Ignorance<p style="text-align:center;font-size:1.25em"><b><i>"Kinda sick of the peace and quiet..Hope there's an earthquake to rock up my life"</i></b></p><p style="text-align:center">What a <i>lovely</i> and <i>insightful</i> MSN display message to wake up to. You know, I'll be praying that your wish really comes true, that an earthquake will happen specifically under your feet and may the resulting crack in the ground send you down to the depths of hell. I'm sure the <i>Indonesian</i> friends you bragged about will be very pleased too.</p>CherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-31583630713089686692009-09-24T07:28:00.000-07:002009-09-24T07:29:47.388-07:00RealisationI noticed that all the drawings I posted here are of girls standing/doing nothing while smiling creepily. I swear I ain't gonna post anything until I come up with a more "exciting" drawing LOLCherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-27953554446303685182009-09-23T12:20:00.000-07:002009-09-23T12:21:53.984-07:00Marker Practice FAIL<p style="text-align:center"><img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a339/CherylHew/MarkerFAILblog.jpg"/></p>Done on a whim. I feel so bad that my markers have such a crappy owner, I'm sure Copic's gonna come and sue me for using their markers so horribly LOL!CherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-33054505213445985282009-09-18T10:59:00.000-07:002009-09-18T11:04:57.852-07:00More Brush Penz<p style="text-align:center"><img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a339/CherylHew/sakuraBlog.jpg"/></p>The scanner killed the black, nuff said LOL For a childhood friend I'm meeting on Wednesday, can't wait to reconnect with ehr after so long =) I need to prepare another one for my lil' sis though.. Augh XD<br /><br />Oh yeah, screw you Ben LOL! When I wanted to draw this just now, I had listened to too much Lux Aeterna and had turbulent emo stuff in my head, almost wanted to draw some bloody gory pic, very inappropriate for a "Oh I haven't seen you for some time! Here's a drawing specially for you" LOL Had to blast a good amount of anime pop to get me in the mood for cute stuff XDCherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-14244607516854377572009-09-17T07:29:00.000-07:002009-09-17T07:38:02.551-07:00A Clarification on the Previous PostWell, due to a comment and my own experimentation, I have discovered that the "selection process" for the offending photo was completely "random", at least that's what I think because the application annoyed me so much I dumped it before trying to see whether I could modify anything. It would seem unfounded to mete out such harsh treatment to C if she really had no power over the photo labels, but you still ain't gonna see me apologise because:<br /><br />1. That was a nice let out after the many years I had to endure her stupidity and arrogance. The friends around me would tell you that after the incident, I was in an extremely good mood for days because I finally got to give the deserving bitch a nice ass-whooping.<br />2. She CHOSE to let the photo be published. The publishing was automatic, but don't tell me she didn't VIEW it after it was posted up, with all the <i>extremely funny</i> tags, yet she allowed it to stay published for all to see and <i>laugh</i> at. Now THAT she could have controlled and but she didn't give a damn.<br /><br />Okay you can call me stubborn or any degratory term you would like (except.. fat, I guess LOL!!). As I stated before, I will not apologise if I do not feel guilty at all, and oh, a big toothy smile still appears on my face whenever I remember all the things that happen. Guilt, anyone?<br /><br />Cheers~!CherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-41894023019735899982009-09-07T10:21:00.001-07:002009-09-08T10:33:19.706-07:00The Bane of Photo-TaggingSigh.. I KNEW I had this coming.. Screw social networking LOL!<br /><br />Well, as some of you may already know, I recently activated a Facebook account of my own, after much persuasion and temptation. I was already greedily eyeing the addictive game applications on it but most of my close friends would know that one reason holding me back was the option of <b><i>photo-tagging</b></i>. I could wax lyrical about how I believe my online friends should judge me by my personality alone and not looks, but the truth is that I'm horribly camera shy due to my horrific proportions and spine-chilling face. It's only pretty natural that I'm deathly afraid of my photos being leaked online.<br /><br />Well, I obviously caved in after much prodding, as evidenced by the existence of my Facebook account. Things were going on pretty damn well at first, with 4 games immediately added to my Bookmarks and about 95 friends added. Well, of course, soon enough, disaster struck.<br /><br />It wasn't really a photo of me actually. You see, I know this girl, C, from high school. I've never liked her for one second due to her incessant whining, bitching and pushing her friends around. It was pretty agonising to sit in close proximity to her whenever I had recess, but ah well, deal with it. I got overly pissed at her one day for treating her friends, MY friends, like shit, and I was watering school plants, so I "accidentally" sprayed some water at her. I swear it was just for a split second, meaning she wasn't soaking wet, yet knowing her, she burst into a bucket of tears. Err, so much for your "hard" attitude. Of course, when she regained her composure, she cursed at me. While I was still watering plants. Of course, I "accidentally" hosed her again 8D Since school ended about 2 years ago, I gave her the benefit of doubt and hoped that she'd improved her mannerisms by then.<br /><p style="text-align:center"><img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a339/CherylHew/Fat1.jpg"/></p>Well, there's this new application that compiles your friend's photos and you can input characteristics of said friends for all to see. I've seen many friends playing around with it, and even got labelled "bad" by one LOL Well, C decided to join the crowd and post her own compilation of friends, with me labelled as "fat".<br /><br />Ahem.<br /><br />Most people will know that attempts to insult my weight will be met with violent tendencies. Well, this is probably because the only ones who joke around like that are already inconsiderate assholes to begin with. I accept that I'm morbidly overweight but I understand that normal, perfectly-mannered people will not touch on the issue as a joke. In this case, the insult, fuelled with my previous boiling dislike for her and my sadism dictated only one course of action.<br /><br />To call her up and mutter a string of expletives at her.<br /><br />Holy lord, it was the most exhilarating thing that happened to me in a while! I can safely said that I did not raise my voice, nah, that's too primitive for me, so she received the "cold, sarcastic bitch" routine. How does "Good evening, you fucking fatass of a bitch. How's your infinitely fucked up life?" sound to you? Now, I know this is pretty harsh treatment, VERY horrible, hurting, degrading, you name it. But you see, I;m a <i>VERY</i> rational person, and I weighed her previous bitchiness, degratory attitude and complete lack of respect carefully before deciding to make the call. She sounded surprised and oblivious, then ended the call a slight bit prematurely.<br /><p style="text-align:center"><img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a339/CherylHew/Fat2.gif"/></p>Of course, my hunger for profanity and sadism fulfilled, I went back to tending to Cafe Idiotica in Restaurant City. As I was directing a friend to clean up the toilets, my handphone suddenly blared out the opening song to Doraemon.<br /><br />Wow, a call from her!!<br /><br />The voice at the other end of the line was that of a young adult male. Apparently he is the sniveling piece of dirt's brother and called to request for an apology from me. Oh horrors!! I was so frightened I immediately apologised on my knees. <b>NOT</b>. I do not perform an action with the intention to apologise afterwards. I thought deeply about the reasons and consequences before making that phone call. I decided that the disgusting rat deserved a good telling off after telling the whole itnernet that she regarded me as obese. If she were another human being, I would've politely sent a request for her to remove the picture, but not this particular asshole. You're not about to make me apologise when I do not feel one ounce of regret in me.<br /><p style="text-align:center"><img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a339/CherylHew/Fat3.jpg"/></p>So the aimless conversation continued, with the staple "You took it too seriously, everyone else was laughing at the pictures" and so on. Hello, different people have different perceptions, Mr Brother. If you call a bulimic "fat" as a joke, you'd certainly be sending the person to his or her grave. You're pretty lucky I didn't throw myself of a random cliff and instead educated your ignorant sister on some manners. Jokes have always been an ambiguous issue and it is safest to joke only when you understand the other person's circumstances and views. I make jokes while fully accepting responsibility if they backfire, but looks like the retard didn't know that some people do not like degratory jokes. "It was just for fun!" The definition of fun varies everywhere. In your place, fun is discriminating people's appearances while in my place, fun is giving deserving bitches a good slap on the cheeks. I can't remember when the talk ended, but it sure did not end with a word of "sorry" from my mouth.<br /><br />As usual, this writer is infected with verbal diarrhea. Thank you for reading this "cheong hei/long-winded" post. Now I'm going to get comments about how excessively brutal and sensitive I am but as you might guess from what I wrote, I don't really give a damn :D<br /><br />Cheers!CherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-35451382497051800872009-08-31T08:29:00.000-07:002009-08-31T23:21:40.051-07:00Professor Layton and the Diabolical Box<p style="text-align:center"><img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a339/CherylHew/DiabolicalBoxCover.jpg"/><br /><i>The most badass tea-lovin' British dude in Nintendo XD</i></p>Typing this post mere hours after finishing the game and while listening to it's mellow soundtrack is... well, hopefully gonna lift me from this slump .__.<br /><br />..Well, I bet none of my blog readers play DS games LOL So this is what you'd call "SS", "Syiok Sendiri" or in English terms, "Jacking off to oneself" LOL As an aspiring linguist, I could go on about the complexities of global languages and how one word can never be perfectly translated into another language as in the case above where "syiok" does not literally mean "masturbation", but I digress LOL<br /><br />Now, Professor Layton and the Diabolical Box (DB) is the 2nd game in the Professor Layton puzzle games series, 1st being Professor Layton and the Curious Village (CS). Well, I can't say whether DB has been better than CS (when sequels abound you're always gonna compare it to the initial one LOL) but it's been one hell of a ride. I mean, the first game was about family inheritance and fraternal love, not some delusional hot vampire love story LOL! Okay that's a big perversion of the 2nd game's plot, but I like to call it that XD<br /><br />I was genuinely shocked by the 1st's plot twists, but I could read what was coming in DB from a mile away. Still, emotionally, it took a bigger toll on me >_O Was it because crazy aged vampire Anton was <i>oh-so-fraggin' hot</i>? ...No, I must stay loyal to... British gentlemanly... tea-loving... Professor Layton... the pedophile LOL! I always loved Layton's English voice though, while Anton was.. god-awful >_O Hot in a way, but way too old for him (until he turned to his real old self where I could barely hear his voice LOL)<br /><p style="text-align:center"><img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a339/CherylHew/DoraemonLayton.jpg"/><br /><i>Some distraction in a lengthy post LOL I wouldn't be able to play teh game due to excessive laughter if Layton and Luke really looked like this XD</i></p>Why did it have such a depressing effect on me? It was essentially some wishwash story about forbidden love in the end =__=;; I mean, you have all the staple ingredients, nobility, true love, separation, "I never stopped loving you!" LOL I swear when I encountered the "I'm leaving this awful town cause I'm pregnant" scene, I hollered out with "THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR PREMARITAL SEX LOLOLZ" XD Okay I'm making myself sound cheap. I swear, no matter how much cheese resides in any Layton plots, the excellent execution by Level-5 makes everything seem incredible. The cut scenes, art, music and puzzles were awesome as usual (and frustrating AGH XD) I swear, everytime I play a Layton game, the more stupid I feel for not being able to answer 99% of the puzzles LOL<br /><br />SEE, I TOLD YOU THIS POST WAS SOME "I LIEK TO JACK OFF TO MYSELF CRAPPING 8D" XD If you made it through all that incomprehensible writing.. Wow o__o Anyway, if anyone wants to get a DS in the future, make sure the Layton series is in your play list. It's positively epic, I swear XD<br /><br />Okay I'm off to draw some hunkin' vampire art (fine, he's really just delusional, not a real blood sucker LOL) ..Wait all my dude art look freakin' sissy... Doesn't make a difference, Anton's some noble sissy crackpot fencer anyway LOLCherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-40639963095552368812009-08-21T10:28:00.000-07:002009-08-21T10:38:06.724-07:00Wake Me Up When Assignments End....next Wednesday *_* God, I'll finally get a semblance of normal life back. I have no idea what the hell has gotten into me this semester, I've turned SO lazy comapred to my Foundation year (but similar to high school LOL) and it's my first time sleeping at awkward times in order to finish last minute assignments LOL I feel really horrible since I gained somewhat of a "hardworking" reputation thanks to an overly-enthusiastic friend, but I'm so not living up to it LOL Really sorry to my groupmates, especially Yao Jia, for having to put up with my lazy ass .__. I WANNA CHANGE!!<br /><br />...next semester LOL<br /><br />When I'm finally free of assignments, I hope to PLAY THE GUITAR MOOOOAR~ I've neglected it for over a month (just like this blog I guess LOL) and yeah, I'm sure loupo's disappointed with me ._.<br /><br />WHY THE HELL AM I TYPING LIKE I'M ON CRACK?! ...I dunno. See ya!CherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-64541915707537446352009-07-14T06:16:00.000-07:002009-07-14T07:01:22.387-07:00My Life According to FictionJunction/KalafinaUsing only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. Pass it on to 15 people Uhm. Woops. You can't use the band I used =P<br /><br />Repost as "my life according to (band name)"<br /><br />P.S. The title lists 2 "artists", but in actuality it's the same composer, just with different hired vocalists. YUKI KAJIURA FTW!<br /><br />Are you a male or female:<br /><b>nowhere</b><br />Yup, AMBIGUOUS LOL *SHOT*<br /><br />Describe yourself:<br /><b>Silly-Go-Round</b><br />Yup, I act stupid most of the time, as evidenced by how my loupo seems to be growing older whenever she spends time with me LOL *RUNS AWAY FROM VENGEFUL SPOUSE*<br /><br />How do you feel:<br /><b>Lacrimosa</b><br />Means "weeping" in Latin LOL I'd like to cry with the big load of work on my shoulders TT__TT<br /><br />Describe where you currently live:<br /><b>inside your heart</b><br />I'm <i>INSIDE</i> YoUuUuUuuu... LOL *LAME* Living blissfully with my loupo? ;P<br /><br />If you could go anywhere, where would you go:<br /><b>fairytale</b><br />A fairytale world with NO assignments, NO quizzes and NO exams TT__TT;;<br /><br />Your favorite form of transportation:<br /><b>Akatsuki no Kuruma</b> - <i>Wheels of Dawn</i><br /><i>Kuruma</i> can also mean <i>car</i> in Japanese. I LOVE MAI DORAEMON CAR *runs down some asshole with it* 8D<br /><br />Your best friend is:<br /><b>Synchronicity</b><br />..Does such a word exist? LOL! Erm, whoever I can find common ground with, I guess =P<br /><br />You and your best friends are:<br /><b>oblivious</b><br />As true <i>China girls</i>, we never vocalise feelings much, so.. =P<br /><br />What's the weather like:<br /><b>Here we stand in the morning dew</b><br />..Not HOT at night ma, THANKFULLY XD;;<br /><br />Favorite time of day:<br /><b>serenato</b><br />When I get to SLEEP, obviously =P LOL!<br /><br />If your life was a TV show, what would it be called:<br /><b>circus</b><br />More like <i>Rojak</i> if you ask me LOL<br /><br />What is life to you:<br /><b>Everlasting song</b><br />The work never seems to end ;_;<br /><br />Your fear:<br /><b>Himitsu</b> - <i>secret</i><br />The unknown, I guess. And I so suck at minding my own business LOL<br /><br />What is the best advice you have to give:<br /><b>serenato</b><br />SLEEP IS GOOD *BRICKED* XD<br /><br />Thought for the Day:<br /><b>blessing</b><br />For the short extension given for the History of the English Language (HEL, literally LOL) assignment .__.<br /><br />How I would like to die:<br /><b>Yume no Tsubasa</b> - <i>Wings of a Dream</i><br />In my sleep, hopefully LOL<br /><br />My soul's present condition:<br /><b>Kizuato</b> - <i>Scar</i><br />*sobsob* Can I drop HEL LOL!<br /><br />My motto:<br /><b>oblivious</b><br />Ignorance is bliss, dude =D LOL<br /><br />I tag :<br />...I hate this part of tags the most LOL MUST I ALWAYS REPEAT THAT I'M A GEEK WITH NO FRIENDS?! LOL!CherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-76047351043543984612009-07-11T12:43:00.000-07:002009-07-12T01:14:40.834-07:00The Window to One's Soul<p style="text-align:center"><img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a339/CherylHew/brush1blog.jpg"/><br /><i>When all you can do is hide.</i></p><br />I like the "raw" feeling my art gets when I use brush pens. Something different compared to my usual "perfectionist" drawings ;)CherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-59127061309054619172009-07-10T07:40:00.000-07:002009-07-10T08:02:10.334-07:00Some "jokes", you can never take backDo you think that being fat and ugly is the biggest sin in the world?<br /><br />Do you think all of us choose to be this way?<br /><br />Do you have the self-restraint to keep your damaging opinions and sarcasm to yourself?<br /><br />Do you know some scars can never heal regardless of time?<br /><br />Do you not understand that I cannot even bear to look at myself in the mirror?<br /><br />Do you know how it feels like never hearing anyone call you beautiful in your life?<br /><br />Do you understand why you can't help falling for the only person to call you "pretty", even if it was just one picture, even if that would amount to homosexuality?<br /><br />Do you know that churning feeling in a heart, when your friends call you "cute", the exact same friends who taught you that cute is "ugly but adorable"?<br /><br />Do you know that no matter how much you laugh about it, joke about it, deep down inside, it's crushing to know that you'd never find a partner for life?<br /><br />Do you know how it feels, when you can't remember the last time your own mother said that you're beautiful?<br /><br />Do you know that we're great actors, that we can still plaster silly grins on our faces no matter what insults you throw at us?<br /><br />Do you know that we have feelings, like you do, like every size-zero model does, like the 6 billion people in the world?CherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-62140866423581336102009-06-24T09:36:00.000-07:002009-06-24T09:41:13.695-07:00Infatuation<p style="text-align:center"><img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a339/CherylHew/00063772.jpg"/></p><br />Is this what it feels like to be in love?<br /><br />*EMOZ in a corner because she'd probably be skinned alive by her parents if she bought it*CherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-44138888474203967962009-06-15T04:47:00.000-07:002009-06-15T05:15:39.218-07:00Tagged by a Concerned Spouse..who wanted to make sure my fat little fingers get enough practice to start learning the guitar seriously LOL<br /><br />Rule: Be honest no matter what, then tag at least 10 friends. <br /><br />01. Who was your last text from? <br />Amanda, my PWETTY KYUTE EX-CLASSM@T3Z. ...I miss her ._. XD<br /><br />02. Where was your default picture taken? <br />Plagiarised from Moyashimon episode 3 I believe, an anime about a boy who can see microorganisms as cute eccentric little buggers LOL<br /><br />03. Your relationship status? <br />Marrie-*KICKED* Single .__.<br /><br />04. Have you ever lost a close friend? <br />..If by losing is losing contact, yeah, once, I think. My first primary school friend, I believe LOL<br /><br />05. What is your current mood? <br />Weird<br /><br />06. How many siblings do you have? <br />None. I has 1 slav3z. LOL Sorry bro XD<br /><br />07. What's your brother(s)/sister(s) names? <br />William<br /><br />08. Where do you wish you were right now? <br />IN A PLACE WITH AIR CONDITIONING, DAMMIT *shakes fist at Indonesia forest fires* I KNOW YOU'RE ENJOYING WINTER, YOUNG =__=<br /><br />09. Have a crazy side? <br />Aren't I always?<br /><br />10. Ever had a near death experience? <br />...Plenty of times *stares nervously at her homocidal roommate* LOL J/K XD<br /><br />11.Something you do a lot? <br />Sleep :D<br /><br />12. Angry at anyone? <br />I don't think so<br /><br />13. What's stopping you from going for the person you like? <br />..The fact he currently doesn't exist? LOL<br /><br />14. When was the last time you cried? <br />Last Thursday, I believe. Was recounting a dream I had of my grandparents' deceased Golden Retriever, Ginger .__. I wish I spent more time with her..<br /><br />15. Is there anyone you would do anything for? <br />Yes, MYSELF! ...I'm joking, okay LOL But yea I do have some special people whom I'd die for, namely my family<br /><br />16. What are you thinking about when you are falling asleep? <br />Shit I haven't completed tomorrow's tutorial LOL<br /><br />17. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? <br />Mah aunt<br /><br />18. What is your favorite song? <br />..Songs you wouldn't have HEARD of LOL<br /><br />19. What are you doing right now? <br />Being lethargic and trying to concoct witty remarks for this tag <br /><br />20. Who do you trust right now? <br />Definitely not myself LOL<br /><br />21. Where did you get the shirt you are wearing? <br />I think it's from Thailand LOL<br /><br />22. Have you kissed someone in the past week? <br />No way LOL<br /><br />23. Who is your friend that lives closest to you? <br />Ryanne *hearts* LOL<br /><br />24. Describe your life in one word? <br />Uninspirational LOL<br /><br />25. Who are you thinking of right now? <br />Ryanne, because I just mentioned her 1 question ago? XD<br /><br />26. What should you be doing right now? <br />Taking a bath/cramming tutorials/faking a journal LOL<br /><br />27. What are you listening to? <br />A tower fan on my left,a ceiling fan on my right and a laptop fan in front of me. IT'S FREAKING HOT HERE, DAMMIT XD<br /><br />28. Who was the last person who gave you a hug? <br />Ryanne, more like I sneaked up behind her a few seconds ago and attacked her LOL<br /><br />29. Who was the last person who shot you? <br />..Either Andrew or Jamie last week LOL I got shot so badly I can't remember! LOLOLOL <br /><br />30. Do you act differently around the person you like? <br />Definitely. Who doesn't? LOL I turn extra nice.. I THINK...<br /><br />31. What is your natural hair color? <br />Black <br /><br />32. Who was the last person to make you laugh? <br />Andrew recounting the mishap faced by Nicole's ice kacang ice-cream last week LOL<br /><br />33. Who was the last person to make you sad? <br />I can't remember. I'm PMS-ing, my hormones are raging! LOL<br /><br />34. What do you hear? <br />...The adforementioned fans. HELLO, REDUNDANT QUESTION FTW =D<br /><br />35. Is your hair curly or straight? <br />Naturally wavy but flattened as dictated by my mum ._.<br /><br />36. Has anyone ever called you "scrumptious" before? <br />... Well I've had people saying they'd eat me cause I can sustain a starving family for a week with my mass LOL<br /><br />37. Do you have a best friend? <br />Yup<br /><br />38. Held hands with the opposite sex in the past 3 days? <br />Hey dad, did I squeeze any moolah outta you recently? LOL<br /><br />39. Do you use smiley faces on the computer? <br />Plenty LOL<br /><br />40. Have you ever changed clothes in a vehicle? <br />Nope. To save the eyesight of the car occupants and other road users LOL<br /><br />41. Are you happy with life right now? <br />It's a bit bland and I'm being terribly confused by degree courses, but I can't really complain<br /><br />42. Are you currently jealous? <br />..No. I don't know any other university kid who owns a Freelander 2 or a Dell Studio XPS, so no jealousy :D<br /><br />43. What jewelery are you wearing now? <br />Nothing<br /><br />44. What were you doing on Friday night?<br />Crying while eating super damn spicy laksa LOL<br /><br />45. Have you ever had your heart broken? <br />Once. By my own wayward imagination and emo-ing LOL<br /><br />47. Is there anybody you're really disappointed in right now? <br />Nope, I don't know THAT many people in the first place .__. *FREAK*<br /><br />48.What was the last reason you went to the doctor for? <br />Food poisoning 2 years ago LOL IPOH DOCTORS ARE MONEYSUCKERS, DUDE<br /><br />49.How late did you stay up last night and why? <br />4am. Worrying about how Ima gonna drive 40km the next morning at 7am, which finally got postponed to 10 LOL<br /><br />50. Have you ever dated someone longer than a year? <br />..Have I EVER dated someone? LOL<br /><br />The 10 people are... <br />01. ...<br />02. .....<br />03. .......<br />04. .........<br />05. ...........FINE I HAVE NO FRIENDS TO TAG, OKAY!??!?!? LOLCherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-35769872075580927382009-05-28T04:05:00.000-07:002009-05-29T11:37:50.828-07:00Bowel DysfunctionSince yesterday I've visited the toilet for at least 15 times. Same thing happened on Saturday, about 9 times. Instead of making my dear readers go through paragraphs describing fluid faeces, here's a very sweet yet disturbing video for you to watch:<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MvjZ6VkLuCM&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MvjZ6VkLuCM&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />I wish I could animate like that. LOLCherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-941802469701352315.post-48269842116801472892009-05-20T11:04:00.000-07:002009-05-20T11:06:24.834-07:00The Makings of an UMNO PoliticianTaken from Malaysia Today:<br /><br />An old kampung imam had a teenage son, and it was getting time the boy should give some thought to choosing a profession.<br /><br />Like many young men his age, the boy didn't really know what he wanted to do, and he didn't seem too concerned about it.<br /><br />One day, while the boy was away at school, his father decided to try an experiment. He went into the boy's room and placed on his study table four objects.<br /><br />1. The Holy Quran.<br />2. A fifty ringgit note.<br />3. A bottle of whiskey.<br />4. And a Playboy magazine.<br /><br />"I'll just hide behind the door," the old imam said to himself. "When he comes home from school today, I'll see which object he picks up."<br /><br />"If it's the holy book, he's going to be an imam like me, and what a blessing that would be!"<br /><br />"If he picks up the fifty ringgit note, he's going to be a businessman, and that would be okay, too."<br /><br />"But if he picks up the bottle, he's going to be a no-good drunken bum, and God, what a shame that would be."<br /><br />"And worst of all if he picks up that magazine he's going to be a skirt-chasing womaniser."<br /><br />The old man waited anxiously, and soon heard his son's footsteps as he entered the house whistling and heading for his room.<br /><br />The boy tossed his books on the bed, and as he turned to leave the room he spotted the objects on the table. With curiosity in his eye, he walked over to inspect them. Finally, he picked up the Holy Book and placed it under his arm. He picked up the fifty ringgit note and dropped into his pocket. He uncorked the bottle and took a big drink, while he admired the magazine's centerfold.<br /><br />"God have mercy," the old imam disgustedly whispered. "He's going to be an UMNO politician!"<br /><br />Author unknownCherylHewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12002060539776072647noreply@blogger.com0