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Sunday, May 30, 2010

The Local Fags - Teen Dating

So you're a teenager now. You've just turned 13 and furthered your studies in Secondary/High school. Of course, you will start developing sexual hormones and eventually, you'll start chasing individuals of the opposite sex. And yes, there is ANOTHER but coming up.

IMPORTANT: Yes, I am going to rant about the locals in here again. If you are going to be offended by a simple, common fact as usual, please do us both a favor and GET THE FUCK OUT NOW.










It's the culture in here. Most parents are still "living in the 15th" century, looking at teen dating as a bad thing. Truth be told, teenagers don't even know where to draw the line but in reality, there is NOTHING wrong with dating when you're underaged. Its the fact that parents in here will go to great lengths to prevent their children from getting involved in this kind of activity. I can understand their intentions but this is taking it a little bit too far. Not only are they denying their children their rights and emotions, they are also closing down the parent-child bond because no one will dare to tell their parents about their feelings towards anyone at all.

Teen dating is fine as long as it is under parental supervision. In this way, the concerned parents will be able to monitor their child's activities with the other individual. This can also help both parties to prevent any unwanted results. Schools should also play their part when it comes to this issue by allowing the students to "meet up" in the school compound as one-to-one meetings outside the compound can be risky, especially the ones without any form of supervision at all.

Speaking of unwanted results, I would like to address another issue that has been popping up a lot in the newspapers recently. That is of course, date rapes. No, this is not a god damn joke nor is it a laughing matter. I don't care if the laws of Science state that the chances of pregnancy are slim. It is still a bad thing. These issues are usually caused by females running off to their boyfriends because of some disagreement with their parents. Little do they know that their daughter has a boyfriend! Oops! They find out that she has been raped when she comes crying back home. This is why nobody tells their parents anything at all. Because parents these days do not give two shits about their child's interests. They only care about THEIR interests and force it into their children the Monarchy way. If you don't believe that this is true, go tell daddy that you have "special" feelings for someone of the opposite sex and see what happens.

Wake up already, you wankers. You're not going to sit there and do nothing about this issue now are you? Or are you going to go on a Monarchy mania and force more bullshit into your children? Reality check, Monarchy isn't effective nowadays. Goodbye, the end.

Thursday, May 27, 2010

Hacker Story: No Machinima

Apparently most of the good movie making servers in SAMP have shut down so I guess Hacker Story will not be a Machinima. However, I will still be releasing it as a fictional story. Yes, there are still some movie servers available but they're filled with Spanish peeps so we can't tell them to get out of the way

No Machinima: Hacker Story will not be released as a Machinima.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

New light on upcoming project

Now I've been going on about a "project" codenamed Hacker Story these few days and a lot of people have been sending me E-Mails, asking me what it is.

For those who are spreading rumors about me hacking into other people's facebooks, I am afraid to tell you that you have the wrong person.
Hacker Story is a Machinima that will be filmed with the RenderWare(GTASA) engine. Now, of all the other engines I could have used, why GTASA? Because CryEngine 2 takes up too much memory when you're recording with FRAPS, GTAIV has a lot of issues on the PC and I don't have a capture card for my PS3.
Hacker story is coming to a Grand Theft Auto near you. Be afraid. Be very afraid.


{AW}Bryan
P.S.: How about a nice game of chess?

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Exposing the n00bs on the Internet



Garena ID: musly

GET A MAP HACK FOR DOTA AND HARASS HIM IN EVERY SINGLE DOTA GAME HE PLAYS.

Saturday, May 1, 2010

Dead 6 Gaming LAN down

Due to some issues with Telekom Malaysia Bhd, I am shutting down the LAN since there is no reason to keep the LAN running and Telekom doesn't even allow FTP servers either. ho hum.........

Saturday, April 17, 2010

LOLFAIL


But I already have it installed! D:

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

If only I had listened to my parents’ advice, I could have avoided this

On the recent midterm, we were asked to choose several subjects on Section B. I chose the one that required me to write a story, ending with the words "If only I had listened to my parents' advice, I could have avoided this."

This is what the Grammar Nazi wrote.

To tell you my story is to tell you about my childhood. This dates back to 1997., when I was still a teenager at the time. One of my friends decided to introduce me to a bunch of friends he had. Initially, I disapproved their behaviour as they were always seen hanging around in cybercafés, having their hair dyed, excessive cussing and having no sense of responsibilities at all but they were nice to me in their own ways. They were always inviting me to hang out with them and they were entertaining with their antics and jokes. Eventually, I yielded and accepted their friendships and signed up to their little gang. We shared some exciting moments together. We bashed up youngsters and snatched their pocket money, hung around in cybercafés playing exciting war games and occasionally, we threw Molotov cocktails at randomly selected houses.

Then the day came when I turned eighteen. I was kicked out of home by my parents because I had brought them disgrace and gave them a bad reputation. The police had visited my parents again because they found some pornographic content stored in my cellular telephone. I resorted to spending the rest of my life committing burglaries, pick-pocketing wallets, and robberies in dark alleyways. What else could I do? I had no qualifications; not even a high school certificate. Therefore, I was jobless.

Now, we forward to year 2009, a decade after my eighteenth birthday. One of my ‘brothers’ came to my rented apartment and offered me a job. Of course I accepted at once. I was 3 months in rental arrears and my financial situation was humiliatingly bleak.

We were to carry out a bank robbery. One of us had smuggled in some guns from the USSR including the now infamous AK47. Hell, he even brought some satchel charges for the vault. We were going to strike it rich!

I remember the robbery as if it happened yesterday. We rushed into the bank with our assault rifles, firing at the armed security guards. Like crumbling statues, they fell while Spencer and Longshanks went upstairs to crack the vault. I was on the ground floor pointing my AK101 at the bankers, scrutinizing their every move like a hawk. Spencer and Longshanks dashed down exactly seven minutes later, carrying a safety deposit box. Now, we had to escape the area without attracting any police attention. It was a smooth operation thus far.

Unexpectedly, the alarm was activated and we made a run for it. Fifteen minutes later, we were in the middle of a hot pursuit which involved five police cruisers, a helicopter and our stolen getaway car. I saw a roadblock being set up in front of me. They failed to barricade a part of the road. “Too easy,” I grinned triumphantly….. until I saw the spike strip.

I stamped my foot on the brakes, but it was too late. We were losing speed and control. Our vehicle smashed against a sturdy tree. It was a miracle that we did not suffer even a scratch as our car was dented pretty badly; however the fight was not over yet. I hobbled out of the car and opened fire at the police. Nonetheless, we were all fighting a losing battle. The cops were closing in on us and Longshanks was shot in the leg. Then it happened…..

One of the police officers fired a Jacket Hollow Point round into my heart with his Colt M4A1 carbine. I was lying on the road, gazing at the cloudless serene sky. In my last few moments of breaths, my mind echoed the thought ‘If only I had listened to my parents’ advice, I could have avoided this.’



NOTE: This essay was directly scanned from a DCP-145C. There may be some errors in it.
P.S.: More challenging subjects please?