Showing posts with label Orange Poo. Show all posts
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Wednesday, 26 March 2008
Normality resumes
The holidays are finished and all I have ahead of me are two long weeks of tedium. "The thing about everyday life is that it's actually quite interesting" - To blog about that is, not to write long boring books involving sad people in wheelchairs about. So as a routine update to life, yesterday I had an ISA (Investigative Skills Assessment) exam. If you don't come from the kingdom of Ingland then you will never have heard of an ISA or a GCSE or anything else your average Inglish teenager will spend two years of their life worrying about. The ISAs are supposed to replace coursework in Science and they are given the ignorance they truly deserve. This is a cue for some idiot to cry out "It wasn't like that in my day, they spoil you" or something along those lines. The whole idea that GCSEs are getting easier is repeated every exam season. Hey, let me enlighten you, GCSEs don't get easier, even people who choose slacker subjects such as Drama or Sport Studies will do work at some point. In fact this tends to creep up on some people by the time they hit year 11, they realise that however they look at it they will have to take an exam sooner or later in which people are going to ask them things they should have learnt but ignored. That was a long sentence. Also, since I have been playing HL2 Ep2 for ages, I am up to the bit where they filmed the offical gameplay video which made me feel special. But also ruined it slightly seeing as I had already watched the offical gameplay video and learnt how to take down the helicopter using just the gravity gun. Speaking of someone ruinging the plot, I read on the escapist forums that Alyx's dad dies. Yeh, that's pretty bad isn't it. Eli dies. Now you don't have to play all the way through to the end of the game to find out what happens, just ask me. And in spite I'm going to spoil the ending for everyone else. ELI DIES! And also they said that the master chief (John 117) dies at the end of HALO 3. I'm pretty sceptical about that. If you were really eager to kill off a main character you wouldn't kill off the protagonist. That would be really dumb. Leaving now, going to rant at someone else, do homework, do coursework,
eat, sleep. The photo is a grab of Zero Punctuation. Which is funny to people under the age of 23. Anyone older is losing their sense of humour along with their hair. And if you click it will take you to a site which mods your Blackberry, Xbox, iPod, you name it, you'll pay for it, because you think it's "hip" to have a bright pink laptop. Fool.
Monday, 24 March 2008
Holidays 2
Well now it's the end of false easter. It's also a monday, which is nice because under normal circumstances I would be in P.E. playing basketball in a rugby top whilst it's -1°C outside. Instead I was clothed in a sleeping bag in a comfy armchair and playing:

--Half-Life 2--
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--Episode 2---
--Episode 2---
That was my attempt at recreating the title graphic. Anyway it's been a good 6-day break. I went shoe-shopping with a bunch of poofs, watched Die-Hard 4 then played on a PS3 until late into the next day. As you know already we went to see 'Les Miserables' at the Queens theatre... in London for Dogar's sake! Why would anyone want to go to London? London smells, it's overcrowded and there are still the same effeminate money-pits going shoe shopping. Thing about holidays are that you're allowed to relax for some part, but the rest of it is devoted to catching up on coursework most of which I did yesterday but some stuff remains. Sheets of questions from chemistry. What kind of moron out there just photocopies pages from a textbook and hands bunches of them to students in a lame attempt to replace their own flawed teaching. It's way better to learn by copying (writing) information into your book than by glueing and
sticking easy-read fact-sheets into your book. I retain the right to remain uncharacteristically emotional about bad teaching methods. Oh, and powerpoint, it should be locked in order to stop teachers from auto-generating crap which students don't want to watch. In other news I discovered yesterday what blood gulch got re-named to in Halo 2. In fact it's now called 'Coagulation' and in Halo 3 it's called 'Avalanche' or something like that. My joy at finding the map was short lived because 4 of the servers running it were locked and the one server which wasn't locked forced me to play with a covenant laser sword, I patrolled the map for a while in the warthog and as soon as I found the 2 other people on the map the game ended. It was depressing. The communtiy is shunning a map which in all it's multiplayer greatness is being ignored. Damn society. So now I'm playing Half-Life. I'd forgotten just how completely awesome the whole atmosphere was; Alyx screaming some sentimental nonsense, a sun that shines soft light upon the wartorn landscape, Vortigaunts skip happily in the streets of rollermines and physics-based puzzles. I've got to go now, Maman is complaining, threatening, pressurising me with nonsensical statements lest I continue typing. Bye.
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