tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56380037665299904632024-02-19T23:29:56.545-08:00Ordinary Life of OXDMostly composed from random stuffs, get used to itAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-2459212501929507692016-12-31T09:23:00.000-08:002016-12-31T09:23:00.023-08:00A New Year Approachin'First and foremost, merry (late) Christmas everyone and happy new year (already 2017 as the moment I'm writing this). Gee, 2016 nominated as the worst year of the century, and we have yet to see 2017 unfolding.<br />
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With piling up assignments and other crap (mostly gaming, really), I decide to take a break for a short while from doing anything else (like doing forums and updating this). Still, I feel kinda guilty for not doing so. I should even be participating on a contest on said forum, but naaaah. Needless to say, yeah, screw those plans.<br />
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Hopefully with my laptop (now fixed somehow), I can do some game streaming like I always used to but stopped mid-way because, reasons. And yeah, I haven't even played ranked games in the past few months for Dota2 (I'm still stuck on 5k, send help).<br />
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I just wish you guys celebrate your new year with happiness, and hopefully, 2017 will be a better year for us all, ciao~Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-70417269894326436452016-11-09T10:27:00.001-08:002016-11-09T10:27:25.973-08:00Hectic Week"English literature is easy"<br />
"Why don't you just take that English courses instead of spending major on English lit?"<br />
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Man, whoever invents this perception about English literature being easy, mind you, everyone has their own fair share of difficulties. I don't really excel well in other subjects aside from literature, so I naturally just choose English literature as my major in Uni.<br />
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Though it has been a hectic week so far. I got 5 assignments in one single fucking week, like wtf, I was not even prepared for this shit. Good thing I managed to finish all of them buuuuut, 1 assignment left. FML.<br />
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Mid-term test is on-going, and those assignments are piling up due to my bad habit of procrastination (who doesn't have this habit tho). And boom, shit's gone real, I snapped, I actually FINISHED my assignments before the deadline. What a miracle.<br />
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On another topic, I got my desired minor at my major, which is Creative Writing, yay... or nay. The good thing is well, I like to write shits and I kid you not, despite the fact that I rarely update this blog and update it with shit contents and bullshit stuffs like these words I'm typing right now oh God what am I doing. Anyhow, as long as we like the subject we're being taught, everything else is just icing on the cake since we will love it regardless.<br />
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And maaan, I really hope I finish my last assignment soon, because I am pretty much free from that point onwards (which is basically tomorrow >.>). Having the thoughts of piling assignment while on a mid-term test alone is enough to make a carefree guy like me stressed out. Needless to say, I am typing this post while studying (YEAH I'M ACTUALLY STUDYING FOR REAL NOW, WHAT'S THE PROBLEM) even though I swear I will never study jackshit again. I lied.<br />
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Anyhow, thanks for reading this barely funny blog. Hope you guys have an amazing day. Cheers!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-62047443529835416512016-10-09T12:38:00.001-07:002016-10-09T12:38:41.591-07:00Life in Uni so farSo a few of my friends in English Lit have visited me in my boarding house, and they say several stuffs about it.<div>
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"It's so quiet here, don't you get bored, tang?"</div>
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Bruh, I don't bring fancy shits here, of course it's so spacious (or empty, choose whichever suits you). Also, quiet place is the best isn't it, so I can play in peace (and sing like a retard and no one even bothers to complaint cuz my room is on the farthest part of the boarding house). That being said, I love my boarding house (minus the fact that my laptop is still kinda "broken"), just hoping that I have other tasks to do everyday instead of playing games, browsing dank memes, and getting my daily dose of cancer on reddit and 9gag.</div>
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SO, remember about the "HELL" teacher? Right, he turned out to be the best lecturer yet, so relaxed and flexible, though the subject is boring as HELL (pun intended), and amazingly, he understands our suffering and ALWAYS ends the class early. Thanks Sir :')</div>
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Another subject worth mentioning might be Entrepreneurship, where we must sell something to make a profit. Problem is, my lecturer is kinda... I don't know how to put it. Plus, I am one of the class rep (there are two including me), which kinda suck because I have never been one.</div>
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The rest of the subjects are okay, and boom, I met my lecturer in the first semester to teach me another subject this semester, Sure she's fun and all, but goddamn, I wish she teaches something else other than poetry. Not that I hate poetry, but man, I am so not into it. On the good side however, "songs" are also considered as a modern poetry, and she often plays some song for us to analyze. It's the little things that count I guess.</div>
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Overall, life in uni is pretty NORMAL for now (I'm sure I will complaint about it later, mark my words). The assignments are pretty normal, and I haven't gotten into any trouble yet (not like I'm gonna, lol). That's all for this post, cheers~</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-58904533761808832082016-09-19T11:40:00.001-07:002016-09-19T11:40:44.342-07:00Welcome to HELLSo I started my uni back on 19th of Sept which is yesterday (or today for some timezones). Moved in to a new boarding house, ALONE, with no roommate. Room is spacious af, I can literally put like 4 sets of PC here and still got enough space for bed + wardrobe. And the rent is waaay cheaper compared to the previous boarding house (or dorm for that matter). Side note, today (20 Sept) is Hafizh's birthday, so, HAPPY BIRTHDAY MA NIGGA, HOPE YOU READ THIS SHIT YO.<br />
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Also, first day on uni was kinda fun. I have my old classmates from the previous semesters with me in the new class. It was fun and games till we got inside to our new class, which is "History of English Language and Literature". First impression of my lecturer was, he's a strict and judgemental. Damn, never judge a book by its cover again...<br />
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*this convo is what can I remember with my shit memory, lol*<br />
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"Welcome to our class, History of English Language and Literature. It can be shortened into HELL. So you can say welcome to HELL, and I'm your satan. WORSHIP ME"<br />
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I lost my shit. End of story. He's cool and chill af, not to mention he allowed us to go home earlier today (like an hour earlier), so kudos to him, he's officially my favorite lecturer yet.<br />
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That's all for today, cheers!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-58772846430759349932016-09-04T12:14:00.000-07:002016-09-04T12:14:03.103-07:00Laptop please :')So remember my post about "I got a new laptop teehee" about a year ago? Well shit, my laptop is kinda broken now, and my mom went (somehow) batshit crazy about it. Can't be helped since I am using it like a madman, lmao.<br />
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On another topic, my laptop freezes occasionally from time to time, and it only happens when I'M SOMEHOW MID-GAME ON DOTA2 WHILE WINNING. Soo, I abandoned a game, got queued in the low priority pool (for non-Dota2 players, imagine you got punished, and got paired to play with [mostly] grievers), and heck, people even pay someone to do their low-priority punishment.<br />
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So it was only 1 LP game. ONLY ONE, I exclaimed, thinking it was 5 in the first place. Then I played normally until I CRASHED AGAIN MID-GAME, THANKS MY BELOVED LAPTOP. Turned laptop on, reconnected to the match, finished the game. BOOM. 3 LP games, hallelujah.<br />
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I got a bit traumatic over it but then I was like "hey, it's not gonna happen anymore, right?" but man, I was wrong I couldn't even make myself right I abandoned again mid-game and then I got 5 games on LP. Sweet succor of God, what thy has done upon me.<br />
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At least in the end, I met some cool guy in my last LP match, making it into 4 games on LP left. Well, it is the little things that count.<br />
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Meanwhile Ragnarok has become pretty abandoned in my game schedule... Well, Ciara is mostly away too when I logged in, so I guess it's a fair condition if I logged out too isn't it? (I bet she is away because no one even bothers to log in lmao)<br />
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And Goddamn, my next semester schedule is up, and I can say I'm pretty excited with the new class because I got my friends from last semester there and also the lecturer from my first semester (I'm on my 3rd semester on uni now). At least it keeps me distracted from my semi-broken lappy for a while, oh well.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-35219660920572061742016-08-31T14:14:00.000-07:002016-08-31T14:14:01.749-07:00> Tfw you're playing till super lateSo for all Dota2 enthusiasts, you guys should know that the due date of our beloved TI6 Battle Pass is TODAY, 31st Aug, but it's effin 1 September on my place, and it will be due when I will be sleeping.<br />
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So I did what others couldn't think of. I FUCKING STAYED AWAKE (4 AM CURRENT TIME) JUST TO FINISH ALL THE STUFFS I COULDN'T FINISH ON THE BATTLE PASS (for all non-enthusiasts, just imagine you have an item which will expire soon, but you want to abuse it as much as possible)<br />
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On the other hand, I feel like dying after playing non-stop games from 11 p.m in my place (yeah, 5 straight hours). At least, I have finished my shit and get them together, which is nice. Meanwhile, I have also been busy playing Ragnarok Online (old school game that's still popular up till now). I met quite a bunch of people from across the countries and it's kinda fun to interact with them. And so, I made this new friend called Ciara. She is fun and outgoing, hell, I had never met a girl like her before (don't ask in what terms). I feel kinda bad that I didn't even log in to play RO today or even drop a message on plug dj for her, so I guess I'll just post it here since she also reads my blog BECAUSE TIMOT SPILLED THE BEANS (no seriously, thank you).<br />
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Also, played a game similar to isketch a few days back. I got to draw "Pocahontas", so I drew a girl (stickman obviously) with long hair and tanned skin. Timot typed "nigger", he got banned from the server for a day. I laughed my shit off.<br />
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I guess that's all for today. For whatever reason, I need to sleep now unless I want to die sooner (which I always do anyway). Ciao!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-88317598213812388742016-07-26T10:00:00.001-07:002016-07-26T10:00:40.895-07:00Guilty or Nah> Not updating the blog for half a year<br />
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That aside, I don't really find any motivation to update my blog. Even though many shit happened, I feel like to keep it personal and reserved. In the end, I just need a reminder on how much I fucked up in a year or so.<br />
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So about my new year resolutions... Well, I'm halfway into it (referring to the 6000 MMR on Dota2) I'm currently riding a wild shit, going back and forth from 5200 to 5300 MMR in 20 games or so, and then I decided to take a break from ranked matches for a while. Another resolution might worth mentioning is my grades on uni. Surprisingly, I did well on several subjects which I thought I fucked up badly there. Win:win condition nonetheless, with the only exception that I missed a scholarship program that can only be obtained with good grades. Hell, I just hope another chance comes next year, feel kinda guilty about it.<br />
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Also, bought 'Life is Strange', a game, yes, a game. It changes my perspective towards life, and goddamn, even though the plot is kinda obvious, the progress of this story is what makes me love this game so much. Timot (my friend, currently studying in AU) also gave me, Hansen, and Adit a lot games with his allowance. Some titles are even quite famous like Rainbow 6 Siege and Mount Your Friends.<br />
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The only resolution being left undone is my games that rot in my Steam library cause you know, new year, new bullshit. I just hope I can eventually finish 'Dishonored' which I bought last year and has been staying on my library untouched for almost a year too.<br />
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And at this point, I just realized that the thing I typed in this post is too random of what not. But well, that's the point of my blog and I'm staying original with it.. I guess....<br />
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Well whatever, I should update my blog again in the future (even though I know no one really reads it, but meh whatever, just as a resort from my life when I had the chance)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-74217328567019755512015-12-30T04:12:00.000-08:002015-12-30T04:12:22.383-08:00New Year, New Me, New BullshitOkay guys, I am really stuck at 4.8k rating, and I am dropping (currently on 4.7k, help). And I have not updated the blog even though I had a lot of free time (which was used mostly to grind, and eventually failed). So anyway, new year's coming, and time to make some "new year resolution" thingy that is done by most people.<br />
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Funny thing is, the resolution of most people ends up being forgotten 2-3 days after New Year (well, for me, at least). And now, I will just post a shameless resolution here in this post.<br />
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1. Good grades on uni (damn straight)<br />
2. 6 0 0 0 M A T C H M A K I N G R A T I N G P O I N T S<br />
3. Still love potatoes<br />
4. Idk, maybe get a dog, but mom won't allow it<br />
5. At this point I just keep on making points so I do not look like I am lazy to update this blog<br />
6. Idk, what else<br />
7. Play the games that I will buy on Steam instead of making it rot in the Steam library for months<br />
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So yeah, Merry (belated) Christmas and... Happy New Year, soon enough. Cya guys, wml to reach 5k before the end of the year (which possibly won't happen unless some miracle happen)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-28995640009373550272015-11-29T04:44:00.000-08:002015-11-29T04:44:15.254-08:00#roadto5kSo people who love to read my blog should have known the video game I am most addicted to: Dota2.<div>
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So basically, there is a "rank" system in Dota2, which displays your rating. It roughly describes your skill and professionals tend to have the rating of 5000 and higher.</div>
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So, I grinded for days and I am still on my way to 5000 rating. IT WAS FUCKING HELL. Heck, even mid-term test passed and I did not feel guilty at all for ALMOST not studying, but perks to be me, I can answer most of them easily /ego off</div>
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And now, sitting here, 20 days after not updating this beloved blog (tbh I am just too lazy to type shits, nothing interesting actually happened, I somehow wish apocalypse happened and boom, I have some interesting stuffs to write). And well, still stuck at 4800 rating.</div>
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So long-short story, wish me luck guys.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-57767596341535107502015-11-09T06:28:00.000-08:002015-11-09T06:28:24.929-08:00Shame... Shame1 month w/o update, kill me. Honestly.<br />
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So it was pretty much like this in the past 1 month<br />
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Assignments, assignments, some random sudden quiz (fml), I got sick for 1 week, I barfed, pooped, barfed, pooped, got well, got a speaking test, shit happened, potatoes, Halloween is over.<br />
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So basically, I got a new friend in this dorm, named Hafizh. So well, he is kind of a funny guy, and I like to bully him a lot. We got pretty much the same interest and stuffs, and well, shit.<br />
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So gonna summarize the important shits happened:<br />
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Got shitton of assignment about phonetics (again) and it took me around 5 hours to do it.<br />
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Something that turned out to be quiz (and yes, our score got inputted for the mid-term score)<br />
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Got sick because I stressed over a 6-consecutive loss in Dota2. Got well 1 week later. Honestly, it was kinda ridiculous. I barfed and pooped a lot like there was no tomorrow..<br />
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Halloween passed just like that. Halloween Sale on Steam was kinda crappy because there was no game that I like.<br />
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Got a speaking test (thought delayed for me because I was sick). Went better than expected (thanks Arya)<br />
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Aaaaand, this guy, Hafizh. So far, I have never befriend THIS close to an Islamic friend, but hey, friendship in diversity is great. And funnily, some (scary) shit happened to me just about now.<br />
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*He played Dota2*<br />
*Shocked and screamed "Allahu Akbar"*<br />
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Yeah, you get the idea. I just laughed because that was the first time I actually heard that when he got shocked. So yeah, got to accustom myself with this.<br />
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Aaand, shame on me for not updating the blog for 1 month.<br />
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On the good side, got A for my first quiz. <3Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-43352880511144041442015-10-11T07:56:00.000-07:002015-10-11T07:56:34.618-07:00Assignments and stuffsA lot of stuffs happened this past week (God I wish I were a high-schooler again just to enjoy my free time). So I learned more about phonetics, and guess what? I officially dislike this subject (lol jk, I just don't get used with it yet)<br />
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So tomorrow, remember the "Character Building" project I mentioned in my last post? Well, tomorrow I will start to teach the kids. The subject is "Seven <strike>Deadly Sins</strike> Days in a Week". So basically, Monday - Sunday. Well, at least in Eastern culture, it starts on Monday and ends on Sunday. However for the Western peeps, it starts on Sunday and it ends on Saturday, welp. Quite a problematic stuff IMO, considering I am going to teach them with the Eastern culture (Mon-Sun), while the song (the teacher recommended Barney's song, "There are Seven Days in a Week") uses Western culture.<br />
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That aside, I downloaded the mp3 I found on the web and it has a freaking 30 seconds unimportant intro, and 5 seconds unimportant ending. So that leads me to cut the song using some mp3 programs. My friend recommended stuffs which did not work, but a thread in the stuff's forum they recommended actually leads me to the stuff which worked fine for me (and it was easy as hell).<br />
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And tomorrow I will also have an event for my major (Eng Lit exclusive), and my class pointed me (though it was just my class rep) to perform because it was obligatory for each class to send one performer. FML. Out of your curiosity, I will be performing cup song (When I'm Gone - Anna Kendrick), which I am quite good at.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-12720022910416130772015-10-04T08:53:00.000-07:002015-10-04T08:53:38.069-07:00*new lappy*Yay my dad bought me a new lappy! OwO<br />
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Ok that aside, I was planning to post a new post after I have a new lappy. Turned out my dad delayed it really really long (which also makes me uneasy for not updating this blog for a while). So I have begun my university days, and if I have not said it, I took English Literature major in my university. And everything is going so smoothly, until I learned this thing called phonetic (God, I know it is not that hard, but still, I am too lazy to remember those things)<br />
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Also, there is a project on going called in a subject called "Character Building". Basically, the project told us to teach kindergarten. Yay.<br />
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The thing I am afraid of, I suddenly showed a creepy face (I have a creepy smile, I admit) and the children ran away in fear, and the teacher expelled me later on. Sounds great.<br />
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On another completely unrelated topic, I joined a club here, called "Binus Game Development Club" (whereas Binus is the name of my university). It had a welcoming party today at morning, and it was fun, especially the games, including dodgeball and some game trivia thingy (which I forget the name cuz short-span memory)<br />
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Aaaand, I downloaded stuffs in my dorm relatively fast. And I keep getting 50-60 FPS while playing Dota2 #justgamerthingies.<br />
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Time to download the rest of games I haven't played in a long time now :3Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-43554378501163513492015-09-05T10:16:00.000-07:002015-09-05T10:16:25.661-07:00Dorm Life (disclaimer, too random)So college days closing in, my I came to my dorm for a check-in and drop my belongings here and there, and I needed to stay on my dorm for a few days because there were some schedules for the students who live there.<br />
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Anyway, I get a double bed room, means I share my room with another boarder (we call students that live there "boarder"). He. Was. Not. Present. For. 2. Days.<br />
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Yeah it was quite weird. His luggage was there, stuffs were there. But the person went missing for a few days. And he came back when the event for the boarders approached. Excellent.<br />
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So the event was called "BSSC Wonder". BSSC stands for "Binus Square Student Committee" (whereas Binus Square is the dorm I am living for the next one year). So the event was like this:<br />
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*intense screaming*<br />
*more screaming*<br />
*more fun*<br />
*party hard*<br />
*even more screaming*<br />
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45% games, 45% screaming, 10% boring stuffs<br />
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So there was a game where we must guess a name of either music, movie, or a dance, with gesture.<br />
What I got is 007, Batman, Penguins of Madagascar, and Star Wars.<br />
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*tries James Bond gesture where he's holding a gun*<br />
*correctly answered by my friend (though in the end, the committee said the correct one is 007, not James Bond*<br />
*tries Batman gesture by using my hand to form a bat-like ears*<br />
*no idea*<br />
*tries Penguin gesture*<br />
*no idea*<br />
*tries using a light-saber gesture, and force*<br />
*no idea*<br />
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RIP points<br />
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So yeah, it was a fun event. Though there was a pretty crazy incident. Someone threw a block of ice to the crowd from above TWICE. AND BOTH MISSED<br />
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RIP predictions.<br />
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It was fun and all. But still, no useable wi-fi on the room (I'm typing this at home)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-7072482469427614302015-08-23T01:23:00.002-07:002015-08-23T01:23:37.556-07:00*insert congratulatory here*So today is my birthday and I feel nothing special about it just like, every other years, yay.<br />
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So this post might be the continuation from last blog post (about camping), but I am going to rant about another thing (or so it seems)<br />
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So you guys must be familiar with these things:<br />
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Yep, goddamn lego bricks. And people usually relate them NOT for their interactive features, but HOW THEY HURT YOUR FEET EACH TIME YOU STEP ON IT. M'kay, lego might not be the worst, but here's the top contestant on my camping a week ago:<br />
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Yes, Yes, Pine Cones. Ever stepped on it? Oh you sure have stepped on it once in your lifetime, WITH footwear. My case? Nope. The pain. THE PAIN. IMAGINE STEPPING ON THAT BAREFOOTED. ASDASZHCLZJXHQW.<br />
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So it was pretty much my idiocy for not wearing any shoe / sandal BECAUSE putting on another shoe is such a task, and I forgot to bring my sandals for the camp.<br />
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So I played "Tag" game, you know, where one person becomes "It", and chases the rest of people. Yeah. You basically run barefooted, either you became it, or you stepped on these little f*ckers. The struggle, I know.<br />
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So I was running... A bit too fast and then my friend was like "Are your legs okay", I said "No worries".<br />
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The next day, my leg hurt like hell. I regretted my actions instantly. ;_;Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-7188886377421133352015-08-17T04:28:00.000-07:002015-08-17T04:28:09.701-07:00Camping was fun (or not)So 2 days ago, I had a camp trip to one of mountains nearby. It was fun and all, until some freaking insects invade my tent.<br />
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Call me a coward, but I freaking hate insects (aside from ants and mosquitos for obvious reasons (heck, even several types of ants scare the hell out of me)). More like a childhood trauma, it began when I was like... 5 years old? Idk.<br />
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So I took my toothbrush and went to brush my teeth (duh). I was brushing my teeth with my father and I felt... A strange tickling sensation on my back. I was like, "Dad wat r u doin". My dad was like "Wat." Turned my head to see my back and it was a f*cking cockroach. Yeah no joke, cockroach on my effin back (I wore no shirt at that time).<br />
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Yeah, that is one of many experiences I had with... cockroaches. And those reasons alone are my main reason to fear insects. Weird? Yeah I know, but deal with it.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-25124920020877737852015-08-01T08:35:00.000-07:002015-08-01T08:35:49.751-07:00IT'S OVER (?)So I was away for a week for my campus orientation, called FEP (Freshmen Enrichment Program). So yeah, this is the summary<br />
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Day 1; wat<br />
Day 2: wat<br />
Day 3: more wat<br />
Day 4: ya- oh wait it's still day 4<br />
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Day 7: effin finally<br />
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Day 1: Arrived at the dormitory, played on my friend's room, etc etc.<br />
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Day 2: Yay first day. Nothing special, really. Awkward silence filled the whole class, some of them are friends already before on high school.<br />
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Day 3: Yay more of nothing special (at this point I already forget what happened in the first 4 days)<br />
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Day 4: Stuffs. Can't. Remember. Shit.<br />
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Day 5: Watched Running Man. Was fun. Yeah. I only remembered that.<br />
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Day 6: Watched more Running Man, Was (more) fun.<br />
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Day 7: Yay I have no shame (thank you Noval)<br />
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So basically, I have a short-term memory, and I cannot remember most of the events happened. So pardon me for my clumsiness and idiocy.<br />
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Worst part is, I will start my college life in 1 effin month. So, it is not over yet, no?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-43824474792946914202015-07-09T01:58:00.000-07:002015-07-19T22:24:17.180-07:00That One NailI believe we have that one nail. Yeah, that one nail that has a weird growth. It pierces our skin and makes it bleed. And this case often happens on toe nails, which takes a lot of effort to cut the crap outta it.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-62914528477267306932015-06-28T09:49:00.000-07:002015-06-28T09:49:27.796-07:00Literally nothing to postWell, to be honest, this procrastination is killing me too if I do not update this blog, which I have dedicated myself to.<div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-49683089695874553412015-05-31T17:39:00.000-07:002015-05-31T17:39:18.799-07:00Gotta get goodSo... I'm going to have a tournament (Dota2 tournament obviously). And everytime before the tournament, my team usually have some feast (idk what's the point on having a feast before we even won the tournament), but Ape (my captain) said it to relax the tension. Bullshit :p<br />
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I am aiming to be a professional player. I don't know if I'm able to reach it someday, but I need to practice a lot everyday to be recognized as one. And I somehow hate my PC because of shitty graphic card. The worst part is, I cannot update it, and once I can, it struck my monitor with a lovely blue screen of death, and then zap. I either start the computer with Windows98 graphic or with the last good known system. The latter is always the answer, obviously.<br />
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So yeah, sorry for the long delay for this post. Just for your information, I graduated (with unexpectedly high scores). And anyway, wish me luck on the upcoming tournament. Cya!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-7184633047258948842015-05-18T09:26:00.001-07:002015-05-18T09:26:57.988-07:00Title here (idk what's a good title)While still on vacation, I keep doing unproductive things I do every day. Yay *slow clap*. On the bright side, one of my friends received a news from our teachers that all of the students in 12th grade pass, which is a satisfactory for me. Still, I wish someone didn't pass though (call me evil, whatever I don't care, huehuehue)<br />
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So last Saturday, I was invited by Vici (the one who's in charge to organize my church devotions for teenagers) to hang out together with the other twelfth graders in my church. So we decided to go to a local cafe in my city. We played cards game, and there is this game, literally translated into "Policeman and Thief" (yes, using cards)<br />
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It of course, requires a deck of cards. Use "As" as the policemen, and "Joker" as the thieves, and normal numbers as citizens. The merrier, the better. The amount of each role, in particular order, is citizens > thieves > policemen. So let's say, you have 6 players. then, 3 citizens, 2 thieves, and 1 policeman.<br />
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Police: Arrest someone for being a thief. If you are wrong, you lose.<br />
Thief: Give signal to all citizens. Signal like wink, kicking their foot, or anything. But you must not be noticed by the police, else, you have a high chance to get arrested.<br />
Citizen: You just need to see thieves signal. When you feel like you got the signal, say "I'M ROBBED" (yeah, you could actually feel like you got a signal, but it's not actually a signal).<br />
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So yeah, try this out by yourselves guys (although I believe you have ever heard of it, whatever)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-46265697828104692372015-05-11T03:12:00.000-07:002015-05-11T03:12:47.962-07:00Life is Short?I am a type of person that does not care about most things happened around me. But today, I lost one of my friend, Yosua. I'm not that close to him. We had some laughs and jokes together with my gang (Timot, Hansen and Adit). Sure he was fun. But what makes it sadder is, he passed away few days after he received an scholarship to one of state university here. And today, the day he passed away, is the birthday of his mother (from what I heard)<br />
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I don't really like going to funerals place alike, because it makes me sad. I know I'm a jerk, but somewhat I feel like I have lost one of my friends, unexpectedly. Heck, who even expected that he will pass away today. Nobody did. Life is short indeed, but what makes me question it, why does mostly good people die the first? I mean, I know he was not perfect. But at least he was least a jerk compared to me. Is it fair? Why don't the bad ones die first, so the good people live in harmony?<br />
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People oft say that it means their job done in this world. I somehow agree with that statement. but most likely to disagree to that. I keep telling myself that, but ironically, I always dislike that statement. I don't know why, but isn't it better if they stay in this world longer, so they can contribute to the society? We never know what God is planning. As though as I dislike religion-alike things in most of my topic, I cannot escape from it regarding this post.<br />
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<i>11 May 2015</i>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-71129042748620295242015-04-30T08:43:00.001-07:002015-04-30T08:43:43.285-07:00Town of Salem - Yum!So in this post, I am going to talk about a game that I found weeks ago because Hansen told me to play it. At first, I was like, "meh, I will get bored again", turned out I once played that game, and it was the game I am looking for.<br />
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So, the game name is Town of Salem. It is a 15 players RPG game that uses deception, murderous intent, etc in one single game. So it provides us with a 30 various roles, assigned randomly to each person at the start of the game. There are 3 affiliations in this game Town (I usually call it Townie tho), Mafia (Mofos), and Neutrals. Each affiliation has their own respective goal, neutral being the only one that has various goal.<br />
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So I was assigned a role named "Transporter". He is a townie, and has an ability to swap places between two persons, and can target himself. One of my friends, Vander (or Vandah) got Serial Killer, who can kill 1 person each day. So there was this person (obviously one of my friend) who named his character.... as Vandah's crush (name is secret :3). So Vandah killed him on the first night, and the next day, we lynched him... Turned out he was the real Serial Killer. I lol'd due to the fact was somewhat obvious.<br />
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So my class decided to gather on the school at 9 a.m (GMT+7). I picked Timot up because he did not have anyone to lift him up to school. I went from home at 8:20, picked Timot and arrived at school approx 8:50. NO ONE WAS THERE. Yes, no one. Or to put it, we saw none of our classmate there except one of my classmate, Farent. We decided to wait for our friend who will carry us to the photo took place. Not so long, they arrived, and we waited at the parking lot. Still, no information about our other classmates, we waited until around 10 a.m. Turned out the girls were still doing make-ups. So we waited for another long-ass 1 hour session of nothingness aside from chatting.<br />
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But anyway, the foods and drinks were delicious. I ordered "Mac'N' Cheese with Fried Chicken" and "Minty Green". Too bad I did not take a picture to share, And the last thing that bothered me was, TRAFFIC JAM. Yeah... F*ck it.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638003766529990463.post-88468610779010472842015-04-15T05:21:00.001-07:002015-04-15T05:21:48.621-07:00Life post-examI have no life. Period<br />
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Jk, ideally, my friends and me should be playing a game or two now, but... Most of them is offline, and I am rotting, trying to get some attention. And my friend, Joshua (let's call him Ape, because of unknown reason), predicted this beforehand, because this event is always happening post-exam (yeah, every exam, national, mid-term, final exam, whatever). Thus, leaving mostly 3 people (including me and him) online.<br />
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Sooo, about the national exam I had for 3 consecutive days, 3 days ago (yes, I just finished my exam today). IT WAS FUCKING HARD. No, I mean it. Even though I did not study, I never anticipated that it will turn out to be THIS BAD. Bahasa was meh-ish. Geography was fucking hard. Math was okay I guess. Sociology was okay too. English was kind of weird or I just screwed up on that, and Economics was mediocre-hard (Accountancy helped me there). To sum up, this is bad.<br />
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I'm kind of afraid that I will fail because of the national exam, but the "national exam no longer decide whether you pass senior high school or not" thing made me think it deos not matter if I fail the national exam. Crap. Turned out that it will decide whether I can continue to college or not, TOLD TO ME MID-WAY THE NATIONAL EXAM.<br />
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p.s: don't take those things too seriously, luvAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12021712790487703788noreply@blogger.com0