I’m getting eyebags… thanks to the late nights of passion, staring at my husband (Dell Inspiron) and fondling my daughter (Wacom Intuous).
Ok, I’ve gone pchatting again last night and this time, the main character theme is Frioniel. The participants were wild, highly amusing and very easy-going. They are just so lovely!!! The host Tamakichi san was very amiable and hospitable. They don’t seem to mind that I’m a non-Japanese nor my lousy Japanese. I’ve met a few condescending individuals in other pchats and most of the time I’m treated the way a gaijin is treated…alienated.
We started off drawing nekomimi Frio. My WOL got to put a leash on Hoshida san’s Frio. Then as the night wore on, things got a little R-18, as usual. They started discussing on their favourite coupling: Nobara x Another Frio, Nobara x Warrior of Light etc. The coupling they desired to see was Another Frio x Nobara x Another Frio. I didn’t really understand this combination and Ying san explained that it’s a threesome: 2 Another Frio and Nobara.
Me: 3P?!
テ●●● san: Nobara Sandwich.
Sandwich…yummy. And my ero instinct was piqued, resulting in the pic I did today. My favourite frame is the one where WOL’s shadow falls over the sandwich. Don’t ask me why. It’s my own artistic preference.
What followed later in the night (12am?) is too depraved to mention. So I’ll just upload some screenshots (Haaa?!). It’s exasperating for me with my limited Japanese vocabulary and lousy grammar. Out of desperation, I asked for everyone’s help to fill in the speech bubbles. It became ‘Feel free to fill in your favourite line’ event, officiated by Tamakichi san. It was a perfect group collaboration.
The funniest was I kept changing ‘partners’ because they had to go to bed and wake early for work the next day. My last partner was Kanako san who finally helped to bring the whole spectacle to a close.
It’s the honeymoon period for seniors this month so I could keep up with my nocturnal activities at home. Nothing except scouring Pixiv for paintchat sessions and participating in orgies of line and colour.
My current hot favourite is Warrior of Light (WOL). So deliciously passionate in righteousness and unassuming in his actions.犯したいーはぁはぁ
Amida results: Zidane
Usually in a paintchat session, the subject (character, colour etc) is assigned to each participant through a selection tool called an Amida. A series of vertical parallel lines is drawn and each participant writes his/her name on top of the selected line. The host writes the names of the subjects at the bottom of the lines (e.g. WOL,Cloud etc). Then, horizontal lines are randomly drawn between the vertical lines, forming a weblike diagram.
The rule is to trace a downward path and cover any horizontal line along the way until you reach the bottom.
For the paintchat session by 相良san on 1st July, I thought I got Cloud but apparently I missed a horizontal line and the actual character I got is the monkey leopard, Zidane. I screamed.
I guess my outburst was uncalled for… but I’ve never drawn Zidane before because he’s such a shota material. Same for Onion knight. The people were really nice and apologetic about it. Well, it’s a good challenge for me and I must learn to be undiscerning if I want to improve myself.
The WOL at the extreme right is by きゅーりんsan, her cucumber obsession manifested later as WOL’s horns.
Frioneil drawn by Kiri san with a MOUSE!
After the host has screen captured the pic and bombed the canvas clean, we proceeded to sketch whatever we want. Apparently Frioneil is really popular in the Dissidia circles. What impressed me was キリsan who drew the Frioneil (Another form) …with a mouse. （土下座）I wish キリsan could get the pen tablet fixed and then her Frioneil and my WOL can have a ‘good time’.
Welcome to Cosmos Club.
Last night’s paintchat session by 豆千代san was pretty nice. Initially たつやsan was sketching Cloud and Tidus dressed as delinquents. I added my WOL in. Somehow, along the way, it turned from school parody to mafia and finally, a nightclub…
My fellow HellDamnBig dungpicker, Miss Denim, smsed me today congratulating me on my promotion.
I’m promoted?
Really?
Not after I was told my incompetency on how to pick dung would be known to every manager in the group and that I am not ready to progress to senior level. Wow.
I don’t know how I should feel. Elation? Nope, not with the garbage which seniors have to face for the measly $300 increase in paycheck. It’s like fighting Level 100 Chaos only to get a measly chocobo tail and leveling up by one. Maybe, I feel a little relieved cos I wouldn’t like to think about looking for another job after throwing the resignation letter out of spite and a tanker of piss for not being promoted together with my peers.
The weirdest thing is, in previous meeting sessions, the boss told us that each dungpicker will be evaluated by the managers. I’ve never even met my managers once for an evaluation interview. Guess they really don’t give a dung anymore.
We’re going to move into a rental flat by the end of June. There’s no ready internet access in my new room and I feel like dying already…(インターネット中毒)
Dissidia Paintchat theme: Armor and Bikini
The worst thing is not knowing what goes on in Pixiv.net. The opportunity (social) cost of missing out a DFF paintchat is high, for me at least. Paintchat is a great place to meet gregarious and fun Pixiv members who share the same moral standards as me (Morals?What morals?). Kudos to Ying san for introducing me to the site. Now I’m hooked. Wish I could pchat with her at least once.
I pchatted with Leona last night. Omigoood, her seme WOL was hugging my Frio… when my PC hung.Damn! When I logged on once more she had left and the picture was no longer there. うぼぁー！
Work in Progress: My yome, Warrior of Light (愛してるぅ!!!)
Now I’m thinking of signing up for a wireless package which comes with a USB modem. I could use it in office too but strictly for personal use only. Not sure if it could support my appetite for free movies though…
Micheal Jackson (29 Aug 1958 – 25 June 2009) died from cardiac arrest today in Los Angeles.
His music and performance was part of my early childhood and I could even recall playing the arcade game adapted from ‘Smooth Criminal’ with my cousin in Genting in our elementary school days.
He is legendary in his music and dance. He is revolutionary in shaping the music industry and the once prejudiced American society. Hordes of overwhelmed fans swooning in his concerts and carried away by health workers was the norm. This is the King of Pop and there won’t be anyone like him. Ever.
May he rest in peace. But his music will live on forever.
Apologies for not updating my blog in a ‘timely manner’ . This audit business is really restricting my vocabulary. うぼぁあー
The peak is finally over.
これは自由だ。残業の日々もう終わった。Freedom!!! Otaku life, here I come!!! \(^o^)/
And all things which I’ve neglected for almost half a year have finally come to my attention.
My beloved PSP. The KL trip helped me to reconcile with my dearly beloved handheld console. Ying san is always the inspiration. This time, she’s got me hooked onto Dissidia, probably the hottest PSP game Square Enix has to offer after Crisis Core (which by the way, is perpetually suspended in the Shinra Mansion chapter. I can’t bear to watch Zack’s inevitable demise.Noooooo!!!!!)
Ying san got me started by thrashing my characters in online battles, collecting artifacts and to level up quickly using Magic Pot to transfer her 9,999 Brave points accumulated from battering my Warrior of Light. With 9,999 Brave points, it’s a one hit kill for a level 100 character. This technique is much used with ExDeath sensei (level 100) in Quick Battle mode. As he walks dreadfully slow despite his unique teleportation ability, defeating him is possible, even for a level 1 character.
Since then, I’m fondling my PSP every day, getting my Cosmos team to level up to 100 with ExDeath sensei’s help and completing every character’s story mode.
Now my current muse is Warrior of Light. (Haahaa) He’s a potential tsundere and one of the most popular Dissidia characters to be drawn by the Pixiv community. Frioniel took the top place (thanks to his everlasting virginity and unbeatable tsundereness from FF2 history) and Ying san is totally ga-ga over him.童貞はいいじゃないか？ただだし。And initially I thought I was going to go ga-ga over Cloud and Sephiroth from FF7. Although Sephiroth’s Another Form still mesmerizes me.
I’m getting a little active in Pixiv now, mostly to participate in oekakichat held on weekends. Looks like oekakibbs is going to be left in the cold for quite some time until the Dissidia fever dies down for me…
And thanks to Pixiv, I’m reacquainting myself with SAI tool which I’ve not touched since the prehistoric ages. It’s a pretty friendly tool to use in terms of touch sensitivity compared to Photoshop although functions are comparably limited. But I still can’t figure outwhere the text tool is because the software is all in Chinese. あぁーうぼぁー
It’s been such a long time since I’ve sketched nichijou mangas (comics on daily life). This is a harrowing encounter at a katsu stall in an Orchard shopping mall. A pair of metrosexuals were celebrating one of the metro’s birthday opposite me. Then they started bopping each other’s arms and elbows and god knows what else underneath the table. The best was when the metro presented the birthday boy with 2 boxes of lau por bing (wife’s cake). Seriously, is this a proposal or an outright act of defiance towards Penal code 377(A)? I nearly snorted rice out of my nostrils as the whole scene unfolded before me.
Once upon a time, in a village called Twapa Yo, there was a family made up of 3 generations. Grandfather and grandmother, father and mother, 4 lovely daughters, 4 sons and a dog. Grandpa Ernst and Grandma Patty ran a nice little family business of dung-picking called ‘DungTastesTerrific’ in the village. The lord that rules the village of Twapa Yo is their only customer, the colossal HighlyDevelopedBum. There are other villagers running the same business of dung-picking such as Messrs. PeeWithCare, KrapPooMeansGold and EverYuck. Since the beginning of time, every springtime, HighlyDevelopedBum excretes a dunghill of such monstrous proportions, a map was created to differentiate each shit pile by activity. A royal dung-picker was sent to shovel this multi-storey muck from one spring to the next.
One day, the royal dung picker decided to lay his golden shovel to rest. With no dung-picker to move the evergrowing excreta around, HighlyDevelopedBum held a price contest to select the best dung-picker of the village. No one in the village could defeat DungTastesTerrific when it comes to a price contest. Passed down from generations is an enchanted shovel which halves the price and doubles the dung. It is with this shovel that Grandpa Ernst’s brother succeeded in earning the endless supply of dung from the Sing-and-Tell kingdom.
After having won the contest, Grandpa Ernst and Grandma Patty bade their son, Al Beetee and his wife, Veetee, to them. ‘My good son, I shall entrust you with the hard task of shovelling this new muck mountain. Do not fear the terrifying stinking heights nor the brown steaming abyss. With your wife and children, you can move mountains (of dung). Here are the spoons and begone.’
The children were called forth and every child was given a spoon. The mother then marched them off towards the massive muck mountain, keeping the youngest son called Angoose close to her.
……………..to be continued…………
Afterword This is dedicated to all the HellDamnBig team members earning no more than $2,800 a month. Frankly, I got a little sad when Mother told me this evening she’s sending me to another dung pile. Thank you for the happy times despite the long, tiring nights and weekends wandering in the muck mountain. You made the stink tolerable with our great camaraderie and mad jokes. Dry Ban Mian, canine testicular issues, Koi bubble tea, buying mineral water, Tiong Bahru cuisine, TPX, white board vandalism etc will always be in my memory.
The Souleater anime began in April 2008 to celebrate the 10th anniversary of Bones Studio. Bones has earned a place in the industry for producing high quality anime with works such as Sword of the Stranger, Full-Metal Alchemist and Wolf’s Rain.
I’ve just finished the 51th episode. The final episode of Soul Eater series.
It was a wonderful anime series. I enjoyed it very much and it’s characters are absolutely lovable, especially Death.the.Kid with his obssessive compulsive disorder and the irritating white creature called Excalibur (うぜぇ).
The main character is Maka Albarn, the meister of Soul Eater Evans, a demon scythe. Other characters include Death the Kid and his twin guns, the Thompson sisters, Black Star and his ninja weapon, Tsubaki, Shinigami, Professor Stein and Mifune the sword samurai.
They are an adorable lot, with quirks and an innocent, almost child-like quality in them.
Excalibur’s ‘Bakame!’ in Koyasu Takehito’s voice is especially endearing… www
To all lovers, friends and narcissists, may love blossom in thy hearts everlasting for others and more importantly, for thyself. Happy (belated) White Day!
Who is afraid of being single? I’ve never really gave much thought about my status of singlehood except worry about dying a virgin. In a world where we can buy sensory pleasures or even enjoy them for free (…with google, pron becomes so accessible), somehow the prospect of marriage has paled to a mere contract to share assets ($, HDB flat, kids) and liabilities (erm, kids?) and oh, definitely the expenses must be apportioned. Well, that’s a cynical, biased and cataclysmic view on marriage and I bonk myself for that.
Anyway, I started giving this a little thought when my Japanese language instructor, Night sensei, expressed her desire to get hitched. She’s in her late twenties, pretty, has no interest in IT and always cheerfully correcting our mistakes. Whenever we come across an example where the character is making a marriage proposal or is going on a date, she’ll remind us of her marital status. I sense a perfectionist and an urgency in her and it’s making me a wee bit anxious.
Who doesn’t count the years of singlehood like a prison inmate waiting to be freed by her prince charming (… I suppose)? That incessant ticking of the biological clock.
Try looking at it with another perspective. Count down the days of singlehood when one can still dream of so many possibilities of life and love, to be loved and cared by one’s family before marriage to another person. After that, one will have to enter his own little world where he’ll learn to love and care for the spouse (and kids, if any) and think of nothing more. Of course some people decide to jump ship which leaves alot of mess in their own lives, not to mention the collateral emotional damage done to the people around them. Aaah~ Only a selfish and cowardly bastard like me can hold a narrow view such as this. Or make that a jaded Romantic addicted to BL material.
*ファック！真殿光昭（Madono Mitsuaki）, who voiced Bleach’s Kon, has voiced acted in a few BL drama CDs. When I heard his voice as the uke character, 月心(Gesshin), in 月と茉莉花(Tsuki to Matsurika) I thought they’ve got the voice actor’s name wrong in the cast list. Switching between the sex scene to Madono san’s version of Cutie Honey theme song nearly gave me a stroke. The contrast was too much to handle. ><
It’s a Saturday morning and I was in office sifting through the timesheets the ResignationsManagementGang has stuffed my pigeon hole with. It’d make a nice little pigeon’s (nesting) hole with those timesheets shredded into paper litter.
Getting myself into HellDamnBig has its pros and cons.
Pros: The client’s at HDB Hub so I get to have my daily KOI bubble tea fix. The GL systems will terminate at a certain time before 9pm. My resume will look pretty nice with HellDamnBig in it.
Fixed Assets on Film: Data storage from the primitive age.
Cons: My waistline is increasing thanks to my daily KOI bubble tea fix. Internet access is virtually nil (Can anyone believe it?) unless we tap the WIFI at the nearest Mc D. The engagement lasts till end of May but I doubt we could even make it given the collossal organisational structure of the group. My resume will, therefore, look pretty ugly with HellDamnBig in it (if I’m applying for a non-private job).
Back to the timesheets…Great, the RidiculouslyMalignantGroup wants me to charge an hour of my Annual Leave for signing unassigned late. I went to check my TOIL balance and I saw ‘-61 hours’. What the f*ck?! Where did the hundreds of hours go to? ResignMoreGood is spurring me to quit. I was swearing away after seeing that my TOIL hours balance has become negative, until my handyphone rang.
Me: ‘Hello~?
Caller: ‘Hey~ How are you, babe?’ (Singapore time:10.44 am, estimated US time: 9.44 pm)
It’s a client. No! It’s a telemarketeer. No!
It’s Radeeca!!!
My wonderful vegan buddy! Food is one subject we got all nostalgic about. Particularly those delicious vegetarian spots we went to like Delivege, Mahal Poti and oh… her favourite place to satisfy her MSG addiction, the vegetarian stall at the Bridge just next to our office.
I never expected a call from Radeeca. Not when it’s the audit peak period globally so it’s a huge surprise for me! And a lovely surprise too after TwT, another A11 turned senior, left for Korea just last Tuesday.(;w;)
Partners of Delete, Touch and Tomatoes. (from left: TwT, Radeeca & Arzen)
We got all bitchy about Delete Touch and Tomatoes and the job crunch worldwide. It seems Radeeca was more concerned about whether I’ve found someone to ‘do everything’ with because the first question she asked was whether I’ve finally ‘done everything’. It’s nice to have a friend worry about my status as a virgin (in body). I’m very sure I’d have to ask her for some tips on doing it when I do find someone since she’s already done some ‘elementary practical work’ with her other half, Mr PhD.
It’s highly likely she and Mr PhD will progress to the advanced level once her plan to join him in San Diego materialises in the midst of culling headcounts.
Hey Radeeca, babe~Are you reading this?
Wow, it’s been a while… I almost forgot how to use wordpress. Maybe because there’s too much I’d like to write about. (or too little?)
Valentine’s day… I went to sight fixed assets of an American manufacturer of writing instruments. It was the same client whom Mrs Milthorpe and I got dragged into by the Pakistani (update:from undisclosed sources, he was forced to resign last year due to obvious work-related reasons)
Anyhoo~ now I’m in a loooooooooooong engagement with HellDamnBig. It’s COLOSSAL. I have no idea if we can meet the deadline in May but so far, thanks to their energy-saving and security systems, we get to go home before 9pm.
Gong xi fa cai. Sigh, angpow collections fell drastically this year in tandem with the bleak economic environment. (More reason not to get married.Snort.)
After another hellish week of SadisticMentalBattery, the 1st day of Chinese new year (25th Jan)is a real godsend. Finally, the day has come for me to rest my tired body and heal my battered mind. What better way to put the trauma behind me temporarily than to take a trip to Malaysia?
Like last year, my brother and I gorged ourselves silly, played with dogs, slept like pigs in the afternoon and stayed up till 3am watching TV (or Stephen Chow videos) or gambling with our cousins. At my cousins’ and grandma’s place, I consumed:
Chicken and mutton satay (forgot the no. of sticks) with 3 cubes of soft, fragrant ketupat rice.
Sambal chicken, mutton rendang in fluffy briyani rice.
A handful of fried beancurd fritters wrapped in crisp seaweed (approx. 120g)
2 pieces of pineapple tarts. (at home, I can consume half a jar)
A handful of spice-coated almonds with shells intact (approx. 100g)
A piece of mayonaise flavored cracker which is made by swirling the white batter in hot oil.
2 pieces of sweet cracker with bits of sesame. The sweet batter is poured into a steel mold which is lowered into the hot oil for frying.
1 bag of prawn (kerepuk) crackers.
A bar of rice puffs coated in syrup.
4 pieces of kueh bangkit. Powdery coconut cookies which melts in your mouth.
1 piece of green bean cookie.
1 piece of mocha chocolate.
5 crispy rolls of love letters.
1 handful of charcoal coated peanuts.
Miscellaneous candies and jellies.
2 pieces of kueh bahlu, asian version of madeleines.
A bowl of tang yuan aka glutinous rice dumplings in ginger soup.
1 whole passion fruit.
I thought I could store enough fats and calories in my body to survive the peak period but oh, the irony! My body went into full detoxification mode. I had to run to the toilet 12 times from 8pm in the evening to the next morning. I shat so much till my anus was scorched with pain. My bro told me it’s the hydrochloric acid from my stomach that is burning my delicate sphincter. It was so bad I had to sit on a cold pad and on one butt cheek at a time. I even started to think it’s a divine retribution on me for indulging in gay comics. My uncle gave me some medicine to quell my feisty intestines but it was excreted out in the next hour. Sigh. I think my digestive system is not what it used to be, just like the angpow collections: poor.
Passionfruit. A refreshing,tangy delight. Just look at bro's TV ad smile.
Slacking at our grandma's place. The guy in pink is suffering with me in Delete & Touch Tomatoes LLP
Miss Banana (doing some nasal excavation) and Miss Papaya looking HOT!*vomit*
My mother's little bitch. Don't be fooled by the cuteness. It looks awful freaky when it starts growling and baring its yellowed fangs.
I think I’m going to die young from stress, heart palpitations, a perforated stomach (from gastric) and a strained bladder. My stomach is already cramping itself and my intestines have probably atrophied from lack of exercise.
These 2 weeks at SoMentallyBattered was pure hell. Thanks to a senior from a certain group who replaced 2 humane ones from another certain group in the firm. Even the poor junior assistant was getting, I quote, ‘depressed’ and ‘very tired’. When I was in her position last year, the ‘d’ word never crossed my mind. But now, I can think of many words beginning with ‘d’ like ‘die’, ‘dread’, ‘debilitating’, ‘demoralising’ and ‘deloitte’.
Fuck it.
Unfortunately ‘duck’ is a bird so ‘d’ does not apply much as I’d like to for an onomatopoeiac flavour.
I got dumped virtually all the tough sections such as inventory, receivables et al. I thought the bloody ‘limited liability partnership’ reformed the work duties so seniors have to test the substantially riskier balances themselves??? Ooh, let’s make the seniors do it next year…when I get promoted to one!
Fuck it.
The only thing I appreciate the senior for torturing us in this manner is that I get to learn how to wade in the shit while getting criticised for not doing the butterfly stroke in the shitpool. Okay, to be fair, I’m learning how to audit (god, I’m starting to detest that word, it’s more filthy than ‘ass-fucking’) inventory and debt balances. I’m starting to lose faith in this damn LLP after the TOIL policy was revised. Being unassigned means the TOIL will be used up until it becomes negative. That’s where the salary gets cut, to ‘compensate’ the LLP for not giving the employees shit jobs to get high blood pressure from.
Fuck it.
The only consolation is, I’m still employed.
Dead AV celebrity Iijima Ai predicted own death 7 years ago
(2001 entertainment program)
(Taiwanese news)
The famous celebrity Iijima Ai was found dead in her apartment in Shibuya on Christmas Eve this year. She was only 36 years old. The cause of death was yet to be known but it’s speculated to be suicide. In 2001, a Taiwanese fortune teller told her that Ai would die in 3 years time and that she can’t bring with her anything, before bursting into tears. Hmm the timing doesn’t add up. But it’s a very sorry thing to see her go. I’m certain she will be very much missed by everyone especially her fans in Japan, Taiwan and China.
JAL CEO paid less than his own pilots.
President and CEO Nishimatsu Haruka of Japan Airlines takes the public bus to work daily and eats the same food as other company staff. He doesn’t even think being paid USD 90,000 a year is a strange thing as the CEO of the top 10 companies in the airline industry. JAL has let go 4,300 staff in the 3-year restructuring exercise to survive the high fuel prices and the slowing economy. Some food for thought on top management ethics.
And now something from the other end… Rape Club
Introducing the prestigious Waseda University’s most scandalous CCA: Super Free (rape) club. And also ‘Rapeman’. What the hell.
Japan… the country of extremes. That’s why you never fail to attract the gaijins’ attention from all over the world.
Looking from the way I spent my Christmas eve and Christmas day, if I were a Christian, I’d have just won myself a first-class premier ticket to hell where I can enjoy an eternity of lovely hot brimstone and icy abysmal darkness.
BL:
by Nitro+Chiral. It’s the longest BL game I ever played. (The other BL game was the all-time classic Ore no Shita de Agake). It’s also the 1st serious and gory BL game I’ve ever played. Thank goodness there’s only 6 endings to complete.
The story basically is about the protagonist Youji, who has a female parasite called Mesu living inside his abdomen. This parasite will emit pheromones to attract the male parasite called Osu which also lives inside human males. In this case, it’s Tetsuo the alpha Osu who always saves the day and ahem, does things to Youji. Unfortunately for Youji, the pheromones also have an effect on normal human males and it affected his friend Makoto, turning him from a bright, friendly social butterfly into a psychotic, hungry stalker. And to make things worse, whenever Youji gets aroused, blood and pieces of meat will come out of his ass. Imagine me playing this game while having my period (which came on the day before Christmas eve ). Overall it’s not a bad game. The music is gooood. Really good enough for an OST to be published. The voice actors are not bad, particularly noted is Makoto’s voice actor, 空乃太陽(Sorano Taiyou, I suppose an alias), who could switch from a puppy-like innocence to a cannibalistic beastly psycho.
Yaoi: I should stop reading Naono Bohra’s works. Shucks, I even grabbed ‘Three Wolves Mountain’ when I saw it in Kinokuniya when I’m not really into dog-ear fetish.(But the part where little puppy Jiro learns to xxx the middle-aged Suzuki is sooo tasty)
Naono Bohra's yummy supernatural 'Yami ni Tooboe, Mune ni Toge'
Seriously, I’m getting addicted to her Ossan love stories where the old guy gets xxx by the young man. So tasty but very unhealthy, just like junk food. It’s every old person’s fantasy to be wanted by a young thing. My god… am I having a quarter life crisis???
Anal rape: Action 52 for NES (and later Sega Genesis). The worst game ever made in the world. Watch this youtube video by angst-ridden game reviewer, LeisureSuitGaming, if you don’t believe games can be made so badly and yet have the cheek to sell for US$200. Note that virtually every second the f-word and all sorts of coarse language is used. Please understand the trauma the person is going through. Really enjoyed hearing the guy go crazy over the game. His exasperation and frustration is hilarious.
Perhaps the only good thing that comes out of Action 52 is the funky BGM of Cheetahman… which the Japanese turned out a rap version ,with lyrics…
Seriously, I somewhat agree with the game reviewer when he said for people in prisons to choose between butt rape and Action 52, the choice is clear.
All credit goes to Ying san, who is getting anal raped by Action 52 (NES rom). Seriously.
Thanks go to Ying san for acquiring the much-anticipated PSP offering, Final Fantasy Dissidia (and letting me play Left4Dead and Sonic Unleashed on her Xbox…setting new records in her gamer history such as the fastest mutiny to occur before the hunt for zombies started in Left4Dead).
As a lazy casual gamer (oh, Zacks is still in Shinra Mansion), I’m not really into combat games and never really fancied playing Street Fighter or KOF (Cos I get thrashed and KO in a split second). But being a hapless amateur fangirl of the FF7 series (I’ve never even played FF7 before!), I headed straight for the FF7 Story. Everything went smoothly for Cloud until he got thrashed by Sephiroth with his Supernova.
Ying san played the FF10 story with Tidus (pronounced as Tida-). We call him the Prinny because he goes ‘ッス’ (a US equivalent would probably be ‘dood’ ) in every sentence of his speech.
Tidus: 俺は主人公がいいんっすか？(自爆しろ)
We started imitating Tidus.
Ying ‘Prinnyッス’
Arzen ‘Tidaッス’
Ying ‘That’s incorrect. His name is pronounced as Tida, not Tidas.’
Arzen ‘I know. But when one speaks like a Prinny…’
(-w-!)
No matter winning or losing the fight, the player earns PP which allows the player to purchase stuff such as alternate costumes.
Of course we bought the alternate costumes for Cloud, Sephiroth and Tidus (the Prinny). The alternate costume for Sephiroth is really made for all hapless fujoshis. He lost his clothes and he’s top naked with only his pants on and Masamune to hide his chest.www
Now where could his clothes have gone?
Sephiroth loaned his clothes to Sackboy in PS3’s platform game ‘Little Big Planet’. Good thing they’ve announced that this game will be available for PSP.\(^p^)/
面白いな…
Night sensei was very friendly and full of energy. Without her, I think the class would have been so awkwardly silent and boring. The class size is liliputian, 8 people excluding the instructor.
The fun part of the lesson is when she showed us a video of a Japanese and a chinese in a scenario. The Chinese was looking at the sign and asked the Japanese how to read the words 「お忘れ物取り扱い所」 meaning Lost and Found. He said “お忘れ物取り…”… I wanted to flip the desk over. Seriously, a Chinese would surely know what it means just by reading the kanji and the best was he could pronounce the words on the sign which have no hiragana. The Japanese who always tries not to look directly at the Chinese replied robotically “ああーあれは「おーわーすーれーモーのーとーりーあーつーかいーじょ」。”（だせぇ。マジで日本人かい？）
Next, Night sensei tried to teach us and make us read the phrases ending with 中(chuu).
She kept repeating ‘chuu chuu chuu’ and the best was the phrase 出張中’shuchouchuu’. I can’t help but say ‘あの…先生、キスはたくさんです♪’
She looked surprised and then doubled over,covering her face and laughing embarrassedly.テラかわゆっすｖ
Just like Ying san, I probably have ’sukebe ossan’ tendencies.(>3<)
After the class, I met up with Ying san for dinner and a 30 min stroll around Kinokuniya. Just 5 mins before closing time, I grabbed 2 books of Nakamura Hikaru’s「セイントおにいさん」(Saint Young Men). I’ve been looking out for the manga since I saw fanart of these characters in oebbs. I’m so glad it finally arrived in Singapore www Who would have thought of the 2 major religious figures being the best of chums?
A present from Ku-mama san! Delivered directly to my oebbs site!くーまましゃん本当にありがとうございました！！！おぉ、とてもうれしいですよ（TｗT）
On my official birthday (8th of Dec) which was hours ago , I spent the whole day doing the thing I like… fondling my tablet mouse and drawing ‘delicious’ things. I wasn’t aware it was my official birthday until I saw the clock on my computer desktop. (–;)
On my real birthday (3rd of Dec), Miss 1wRong sent me a recording of her lovely voice singing ‘Happy Birthday’ at exactly midnight. I woke up that morning and it’s the 1st thing I hear before I got out of bed. And that’s when I know I’ve got the world’s loveliest friend with a big heart and an excellent memory. AND, I realised I’ve forgotten my birthday.
Frioneil drawn by Kiri san with a MOUSE!
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