Street Fighter Craze

Since young, i've always been a fan of Street Fighter. The very first version of street fighter was actually made and introduced to the game industry before i was even born. Then, it was on some platform which was already considered very cool.

We kids would count ourselves lucky to own a console of our own. For me, my luck game when i was in Primary School. I can't remember how old exactly i am then, but certainly, i followed Street Fighter long before i even own the console.

Arcade was my only access to this game and that place was my first time being exposed to this particular series. Never a fan of fighting games, naturally, i love street fighter more because of the characters featured in the game rather than the gameplay itself.

That was when i found my interest in Blanka. The ability of him able to use electricity makes him looks cool, at least he's cool to me. I love to use him then, in Street Fighter II because any player who come close to me definitely will try my electric shock before getting themselves BBQ-ed. Basically, i could beat anyone with my blanka.

But as series progress, i somehow lost touch with Street Fighter. Street Fighter III came a long time after Street Fighter II. But then, i'm already in my Sec School days...Blanka became not much of use. Ryu became my favourite, gradually. Then, although i have Playstation and not long after, a Playstation 2, the game didn't interest me much on these two platforms. I still can find the excitement in playing over at the arcade, challenging others, but of course, each time i do, i lose, for sure. I simply sucks at such fighting games.

Since young, i'm never exposed to other stuff of Street Fighter other than the game itself. Its comic series, figurines collection, cartoons etc was never my options. Either i couldn't afford it or i would think it's not worth the $$ to pursue the interest even though i like Street Fighter.

Street Fighter I when it was first borned.

Street Fighter II - I spent the most time in this particular series. All because as a kid, this is the only game that simply interests me and got me hooked, well, almost.

When Street Fighter III was introduced, i can be said to barely touch this series of Street Fighter. It's because i'm busy with other commitments. Plus the fact street fighter no longer interests me as much as before. I'm used to the characters, the game play and like what i've mentioned earlier, i sucks at fighting game, so why play.

At last, Street Fighter IV is here. After more than half a decade of disappearance, it made a comeback with a bang. Not only the graphics are much much better, featuring cool 3D animations plus 2D effects and game play, it also introduce a few new features of game play plus some other new players.

Cool shit. I'm amazed and Wowed by the graphics. I hands-on once and i fell in love with it. I have been trying to get hold of all Street Fighter animes and movies since then. I'm even assembling my old Sega Mega Drive to play the game once again, but unfortunately, the game play is so different. If you played Street Fighter IV, the rest of the Street Fighter series would be considered a boredom.

I sparred several times with Don over at the arcade. One sentence to describe us - we lost touch. We totally lost touch to how the moves should be done and made. We lost games after games. I was even so tempted to almost buy a new console but i didn't because it's considered expensive, even though it's just a matter of time before i get it.

I'm loving this game and i guess it's finally time a game made that much of an impact of me yet again, after Maplestory.

Blanka - My First 'Love'

My Current Favourite - Ryu

Sagat, one of the better players i can use comfortably in Street Fighter IV. Just the graphics alone make this game much more cool...

Prank Call by Gay

Ever receive a particularly weird or irritating call? I wouldn't even categorise that kind of calls under prank call, all because that very person knows my name.

Somehow, some way, someone got hold of my number. Most probably thanks to some inconsiderate people. But anyway, that's beside the point. My first time receiving such horrible and goose-bumping call.

It all started on Monday, night, at around 11 plus. My phone rang at such usual hour. The number was unfamiliar. I answered. The other side was a voice of a guy. His strong Malaysian mandarin accent turns me off, plus the way he sounds has the typical essence of how any GAY would sound like. First sentence he spoke to me, "Hello, Kelvin ah". It feels weird when you are speaking to a person who claims that he knows you just because he knows your name, yet on the otherhand, i know nuts about him.

Not wanting to sound rude, i politely ask him who is he and if i do know him. He didn't answered my question. What comes after was bombardment of questions which i wouldn't expected. The conversation are as follows, roughly:

-(after that hi)-

Me: Who are you? Sorry, but do i know you?

Gay: So how have you been?

Me: Fine, but who are you?

Gay: Oh, what are you doing now? Working or studying?

Me: (sounded abit pissed already but still not wanting to sound i am) Both. Why you keep asking me these questions? Do i know you?

Gay: Aiyah, i am your friend la...you will know who am i some day de la. So what are you doing now?

Me: (Now this totally turns me off) I seldom talk to people whom i don't know.

Gay: Wah, you work and study, not tired meh?

-(everything went on and all he said was questions about me and simply nothing but me) -

I ended the whole conversation feeling eerie. How could someone who knew my name and yet i couldn't figure out who is he. Worse of all, he sounds as though he's trying to know me.

The next day, he called again. I ended the call abruptly. I told myself, the next time he called me, i'm going to swear and curse at him. I told my colleagues the experience. They demand i give them the number. I gave them, and when they called, they realised it's the number of a company. Who the hell would work at near midnight using company phone to make such stupid calls.

That guy seriously..must be a GAY.

Anti-Vista

When Windows Vista was released early 2007, 5 years after the production of Windows XP, i was the least interested in it. Because then, i'm still enjoy my new computer installed with Windows XP. To me, XP is already considered an evolution given the fact that i was using Windows 98 previously, skipping Windows 2000. When Vista was released, there were so much hoo-haa over it. Negatives comments, feedbacks and reviews hit the forums and all over the world. Then Early 2007, Singapore still aren't 'high' on Windows Vista. Gradually, new laptops and desktops were installed with this Operating System.

Until recently, my friend tried influencing me. I never believe in Windows Vista after hearing so much stories on how bad Vista actually is. The incompatibility of softwares during its initial stage of introduction even turns me off completely. At last, after nearly 2 years, i gave in. Much worse, he installed the 64-bit version. He changed my mindset on how i viewed Vista. Although i still had my fair share of doubts, i gave in.

I obviously regretted my choice and right now, after being such a avid Windows XP user, i totally couldn't get used to this stupid Windows Vista, apart from its interface, basically nothing is BETTER than XP. I want my XP back but everything is too late. Softwares have been instaleld, backups has been restored. Guess it's either a do or die situation for me.

And guys, i completely LOST your blog links. So go tag on my tagboard with your blog's URL address. If you are afraid of anyone else knowing, do pass me your blog URL address when you see me online. Thank You..I still very much needs my daily dosage of blog hopping...

I miss you, MiuMiu

Some would think, what the hell in crying over the death of just a mere small little hamster. But seriously, it wasn't easy. If you think it's absurd, then you are wrong. Especially after 1 years and 4 months, prematurely approx 6 months away from hiss expected life expectancy, he left us just like that. To me, i never once regard him as an 'it'. Instead, he remain as someone who is a 'him' to me, and more so dearly to my mum.

The night before, my mum and i were still talking about him - how toturing is it for him to be alive, with his sickness and illness - his head swells to a terrible state, his lumps grew bigger than ever, despite visits to the vet. My mum turned in after that conversation, briefly after that, i got myself ready to turn in. I walked through the living hall to the toilet, on my way, i passed by the cage, ever so familiar with him inside, he was nibbling, certainly not his usual self at this hour of the night. Without noticing much, also aware that he indeed is getting sicker, i presume he must have been tired. Though worried, since months ago, i got myself mentally prepared for the worse scenario, but despite that, it hit me hard.

The next day, i woke up to a bad news, a terrible one. I got out of my bed and went out. There squatting down was my mum. In front of her is a plastic bag, inside was a wrapped newspaper. Immediately i knew what happened. But i was too shocked that i stayed still, till i heard the expected from my mother. There she is, teary eye, delivering the bad news to my ears. Without saying much, i went to do my usual washup. That was one of the worst mornings of my entire life. Memories of how i made him my pet, till how he accompanied me and my mum as companion, till the days whereby i stood by him when he was sick, till my mum tireless care for it. I felt an ache in my heart. I was hurt emotionally. I directed my sadness, somehow it turned into anger when i thought of the ultimate reason i became their owner.

For the first time, my mum cried over a death of a pet. He wasn't just a pet. My mum treated him like nearly his own. She would chat with him. I remembered the days i played with him. Never mind the biting on both our fingers. It was seriously nothing as compare to what he had suffered. I cried as well. Never once we once so attached to him. From two, we are left with one. I couldn't bear to take care of him when he was still alive, leaving the responsiblity to my mum. I always felt bad, because i thought i brought it upon him. Although the vet claimed it's due to his bad genes, i still felt bad. I'm glad the night before, i was with him.

One week plus after his death, my mum was still upset. I went to check out the video of him, which i uploaded long ago on youtube. I cried. He was so cute, so clever. I really missed him. I wished i could care for him more. But it's all too late. I seriously hope we have been good owners to him, because he's really a good companion for us.

Hope you rest in peace, Miu Miu.

Thanks for all you've done

I've missed you for so long

I can't believe you're gone

You still live in me

I feel you in the wind

You were always there for me

You were always there waiting

And now I come home and I miss your face so

I close my eyes to see

I carry the things that remind me of you

In loving memory of you

Sick-to Be

I feel so tired. I think i must cut down on going out so often. Mum's complaining i'm treating home like hotel and that she's going to charge me by room rates soon. I'm beginning to fall sick, probably due to the late nights i'm having.

I'll be alone at home from 8 Apr to 10 Apr. Anyone want to come my house and havoc? I'm having the whole house to myself. Wahaa..perhaps steamboat or mahjong?

I was browsing through my folders and i realised i have near 40 movies not watched yet. I think i will need one week or even more to complete all the movies. Being a vivid movie-lover, i basically love movies, no matter what genre they belong to. Sometimes, it feels good to have someone sharing the same interest as you. Because it's always nice talking and sharing what you know and like with someone who likes them as well...

I'm high on the 'Street Fighter' games again after that particular visit with Donna. He even suggested we go on a game marathon. I felt as though i'm back to the age whereby 'Street Fighters' and 'Power Rangers' lived my life together with me. That's insane but fun..

Oasis is coming to Singapore. But their tickets is so expensive. I won't pay $88 because it's not shiok having to stand somewhere far away. I'm targeting the $158 ticket. Anyone?

Friends & Best Friend

Speaking about best friend. Can one have more than just one best friend? Or there can never be more than one best friend because if he or she does, then those won't be called best friend. There can only be ONE BEST friend because he or she is simply the best out of all the friends you have.

When i'm young, i never knew understand what best friend is. To me then, best friend are just told who treats you well. And being young, you changes best friend like changing clothes. Subsequently, you realised how much friends matter to you and those who spent more time with you will ultimately be one of your good friends. I can still remember how i would rate my friends based on Gold, Silver and Bronze category. Starting from Gold of course and when you realised you reach the bronze category, there's not much left, because in my primary school days, there's no good friends or best friend..there's only friends who plays with you.

When i'm in Secondary school, perception changes. You realise the saying of 'a friend in need is a friend indeed'. You can really see those who who really treat you as a friend. I've made some amazing friends throughout my Secondary school days. That was where i made my first best friend and now, he's my best friend still - 11 years of friendship. I've made some wonderful friends but i realised that the amount of time you spend determine who's closer to you.

After awhile, you realised friends come and go. However, the more i proceed down to my path of life, i made more friends and of course, lost contact with some as well. I must say technology plays an important role in friendship, especially maintaining friendship. Without having to meet or talk on the phone, you can chat endlessly. There's is also every little chance of making new friends over the net, but then again, there are bound to be people abusing it, so much so that making friends over the network has became a 'prey on prey' issue. I've personally made few online friends before and i am glad till now, i'm still in contact with some.

However, as i grew older, i realised how important friends can be. My dad always say, "在家靠家人，在外靠朋友." I never forget what he said because even told it's a common saying, commonly spoken, it carries a heavy meaning in it. Right now, i've plenty of friends, some true to you whereas some, not so.

After that fateful event, i can't stopped telling myself how thankful i am to all my friends for being there for me. Just last week, i attended a lesson. My lecturer was asking everyone if they had a best friend. Afterwhich, he mentioned about his best friend and how close they were. It reflected upon me, because some of my friend mentioned they don't even had a best friend. Sometimes, it's never easy to build a friendship, not even to mention maintaining it. I've a few good friends which i treasured and i would want to see our friendship last. These are the friendship i've built over years and i'm sure i want to maintain is over decades.

Someone mentioned how she has a best friend, but there's a limit to how much she can shared with her friends. Towards my very own best friend, i realised how much i can depend on as well as share my life with. It feels good having a best friend. I always imagine the day when i get married, and he will be there, being my best friend, telling me how happy he is as well, sharing every single bit of my happiness. I will also never forgot how, when i'm all down and out, he's there to lend me his listening ear, giving me advices and opinions to ensure i see things through.

I do hope all my friendships will last forever....

My First NATAS

At last, first NATAS of the year is history. First time full involvement in NATAS was no joke. Indeed it wasn't an easy one but neither as tough as i thought. Sales seems pretty slow, most probably because of the bad times. But then again, the queue outside seems to be ever so long. I've entertained enquiries after enquiries. I've even seen the weirdest thing of all. I experienced the awesome power of some aunties and sometimes, it really makes me think why some people bothered to queue so long and pay $3 into this fair and head for the exit with NOTHING.

Studies is tough. I feel the stress. Deadlines after deadlines haunting me. The real test of full time work and part time studies is here. Plus the fact that i'm still bothered by so many other things, both necessary and unnecessary.

I realise music is still one of the best thing on Earth. It's like a magical pill that works wonder to my emotional self. I swear i could sit down, relaxed on an inclined rocking chair, listening to my favourite music (rock on) on surround sound home theater system blasting, pacing my heartbeat and feeling my body as it plays....this shall be life...

I watched 'He's just not that into you' on Tuesday. It's a nice movie, full of truths. It makes me feels happy that i'm single and i want to be like that, at least for now. Although i still can't believe what i've lost, but then again, i gained something in the process. It's a long healing process, nobody could predict anything, not even myself. Let natures takes its course...times seems to be your best friend and worst enemy.