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I was chatting with my friend and stumbled upon this game called Divina Online, Here take a look at it.

So installed the game for about 3 hours(1.9Gb with 100+-kbps). I was so confused at first on what to do. “How do I start the game?” for example. Exploring the site I found out that it was like the CB(both JP and EN)’s old method. After downloading the client, now I have to start it. I was sooo excited that I forgot tho change the locale. Well it’s not much of a problem at first, because instead of seeing Japanese charters all i see are ff@$%^&*() or something like that, haha. But the real problem is the patching, It took me about 30 mins to patch the whole thing, kinda sux. OH and by the way, I can’t run this thing on mozilla nor in chrome…I have to run it on IE, because the ActiveX thingy wasn’t working, it was already midnight and I’m too lazy to fix it.

So, onto character creation. The character is very simple but interesting. You get to name the character, change the hair design, hair color, costume color, eye type, gender, the voice and make a character pin. The hair designs are cool for both genders, you can make a bad ass characer to a geeky one. Hell you can also make a moving stuffed toy, hahahaha! There are preset of colors to choose from on editing the hair color and costume color. The voices are cool the voices presented in the site were used and were voiced by Norio Wakamoto, Rie Kugimiya, Takehito Koyasu, Yui Horie, Takahiro Mizushima and Rie Tanaka. Some look awkward for me, and some looked cool, of course I chose the most awkward one hahahaha!

I now move to the game itself. The BGM is always(so far) have vocals, so you can’t enjoy much of the character voices that you selected, and when the song finishes, it simply plays back again, kinda tiring to the ears, and makes you want to move the the next are quicker. I’m still exploring it though, more button guessing and such. So see you again. I’m gonna play some cosmicbreak :D .

Hmm…how do I start this entry. Well basically this is just gibberish circulating on my mind now. (heh)

I have this acquaintance of mine, and she’s very gullible, in a very extreme way. She does things in her own way, at her own pace. Loved by everyone etc. She’s friendly that’s for sure. But another thing here is for sure, she can be easily distracted by various reasons. But And the faster you get to know her, the same goes with how she will…just, “meh” you. Well given that she is busy and can’t go online, but I can’t get rid of this feeling that, “Hey, there they go again but…nevermind” is what she’s thinking or she’s just too busy noticing you. Maybe, there is really no connection between us in the first place. That everything in the past were, just some hypocrisy. You know, “hey new kind of friends, I must look cool and everything so I can belong!” kind of thinking. But as time goes by, she just…I don’t know, I’ll come back if I’m in the mood to blog and to lakdsjfalkd my mind I really can’t think of anything right now. Maybe I’m just losing a friend and is scared to accept it because it’s RIGHT INFRONT of me. It’s not sudden like it used to be. Kinda sad…and oh, I just thought of the title of this blog, I mean RIGHT NOW hahaha! brb maybe for more or idk.

hmm…thinking of a theme and setting is hard. But I really want this going, I just don’t have a start yet. Might dream first before having a starter paragraph. Wish me luck.

 
OLD LONG codes for RPS game D:

package randomshit;

import javax.swing.*;

public class Main {
public static void main(String[] args) {

int p1 = 0;    int p2 = 0;
int choice1 = JOptionPane.showConfirmDialog(null, "Rock, Paper, Scissors: \nWill you play?");

if (choice1 == 0){

String k = JOptionPane.showInputDialog("Player 1\n1: Rock\n2:Paper\n3:Scissors\nany key:QQ");
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I opened my eyes, like waking twice. I could remember the detail of it. The pain, happiness, and sadness. But what shook me was to decipher what was real?

It’s a foggy morning. I can barely see the road i’m about to walk to. My old footsteps are also vague. “Were these footprints really mine? or did I just assumed and believed it was?” I muttered to myself. I’m walking towards the unknown, like freshly blinded man. Is this path safe? Am I moving forward, or just running around in circles? It’s been hours since I’ve started walking(or has it been?). As I looked up, looking at the vast skies, was a ring of flame. “No wonder it’s dark” I said, as I try to find a spot for me to take a break. The thick fog was almost to last like forever. Rocks are piling up, my boots started to face it’s wreck. Bruises can now be seen on my feet. It was a pain I could still endure. I sat down somewhere in the fog only to realize…that it was a bed of thorns. As my wounds started to heal, scratches are inflicted. When will I escape my darkness? The eclipse is taking it’s time as it shadows my path to a bliss of happiness. It’s time to move soon but I am still stuck in this bed, pulling me inside. “Someone, save me” as I shouted.

The path I took was too long for me to walk and decided to rest and camp a bit until it’s morning. Such a long night this is, will it ever end?  After some mediocre preparation, I lit a camp fire and lie on my improvised bed and started thinking, what will it be tomorrow? I was reminiscing what happened back in the ruined town. Tried crying it out but to no avail.

A few hours has gone by, a man passing by, noticed me and offered some food. As I gladly took the offer, the girl started to prepare all the food she has. I ate some, and started chatting with her. Although I never asked her why, it has bothered me why would she give his own food to a man she did not even knew? The chat took a very long step as I narrate my stories of the past as she listens to all my worries. It was my payback for all the food I ate, or was it a burden? I felt better back then, I was glad she actually noticed me. It made me smile when she said she’ll be always there. I felt I finally found another friend to be with. I told her almost everything about me, and how I felt with the world. It was too long before we notice it was already very deep in the night. That is when we decided to sleep.

The night has passed and it’s already morning the man I saw, had dinner with, chatted to, have disappeared. Was it all a dream? Not a hint of her everywhere. I guess I’m alone again, I thought to myself. It wasn’t something new, it already happened several times in the past. “I think it’s time to get used to this.” I said to myself as I sat and waited for the sun to rise. Even it was just a dream, it still made me feel better. If only I could sleep forever.

My first about-my-shitty-life entry. Here goes.
I’ve been thinking these past few months about my self, reflecting on some events, actions, etc. Did I actually change in these past few months, or this year perhaps? Lets review my life as I remember it since High school till College. If you are not interested in my life, skip. LOL it’s categorized life for my sake.

Highschool: I might sweep through this.

My FIRST year, was a teeny weird year for me, as I was adjusting to my HS life in an all-boys school here in Marikina. I just joined Youth for Christ last month or so. I was active in the said organization while mushing my MMORPG’s and drinking a dose or two of Japanese culture. STILL trolling people around lol. I also joined this choir group the same school year. First year summer was fun, still naive to the true nature of my organization(HEY knowing people WITHOUT knowing them was cool, back then). I was really really active to this organization that I have to repeat that “really” word. I always come in in time though I was always the first or fifth, or inside those. Those were the times where I get sad when almost everybody was so late. Same goes with the choir. LOL choir is actually a YFC activity so, yeah was “really really” active. Enough with summer let’s go to second year. OH, before I forget, here is the bookmark of my first affectionate emotion.

The SECOND year was full of LOL. Teachers are cool. I jerking off inside the library, and I did,  now that I think about that, how the hell? Anyway, I did it. It was not so heavy year compared to first year, almost all of the batch clowns are in my class. Cramming is a trend already, and i pitched in. I met a friend and LOL’ed together. Summe– ok let’s skip that, it’s the same as first year summer.

The THIRD year was my first academic year. I learned how to play with math, got interested in logic, my first unforced borrowed book in the library. So yeah, an academic year. I did not cram for an assignment after a year, LOL. I also got deeper in the Japanese culture thing. Chemistry was awesome. Awesome teacher gave me a motivation to become a Chemical Engineer cool right? Wait later. On my other side, I tried learning how to actually edit Friendster profiles but I have no perseverance so(is this last year? hmm idunnolol)…NEXT is! Summe—CRAP it’s the same as last year which is the same as last last year! The only difference is, I’m starting to realize that this organization is just trolling me. HAHA!

FOURTH year, this is getting long. WELL fourth year is like a continuation of last year, it’s also an academic year! YAY! Moving on, in this year, I was introduced to C++ Programing (THOUGH THEY ARE ACTUALLY TEACHING C WTF?). Logic last year paid off. My school is offering several elective courses to choose from they are many, but I had a dilemma on what to pick between Desktop Publishing and Adv. Chemistry. In the end, I chose Adv. Chem. FUKKEN TEACHER CRUSHED MY MOTIVATION and enrolled in UP and UST for Computer Science course. Somewhere around here, my organization was f*cked up and some of my friends were stowed away, or maybe “we” were stowed away. Summer was depressing, hell depressing. But I was happy, get it?

On to College:  I enrolled in University of Santo Tomas. meh, as if that is important.

First year, I got some crushes upon my classmate who sits exactly diagonal at me, but we were rearRAGEd so meh, but rearrangement was expected. She is now sitting exactly OPPOSITE of me, or maybe not, just sooo far. HAHA. The Gurl behind me was lol. The boy beside him was also lol. They didn’t LOL’ed together, but lol.(okay what?) D: I’m missing my seatmate now, He–WAIT I’M OFF TOPIC! Okay, so first year college was full of firsts. I’m not telling all, but some only. The first time I commuted to school, first time living outside of my home, first time going to a mall alone, wait no, not alone–with friends. Anyway, This year also started my bad habit of cutting classes. I think this is the time that I’m already getting rotten. I played PET SOCIETY because I miss her(her is guess who is her) though I stopped after this year. SUMMER! is when I was already getting burned out of YFC. HMM. OH take note that I will not be using semesters here. I found chartfag yeah! lol anyway, I was whorring MMO’s in this time line, MOAR Japanese culture though haha.

Second year! WAS idk second year is second year, I was trying to get rid of my MMO’s and start studying again, until my stupud idklol Physics Prof came in play, good thing my Physics Lab Prof saves my demotivations. Here marks the day that I became more enthusiastic with my course,(LOL it’s C Programming that’s why) Idid my machine problems at home did lotsa assignments at home yes. Although second sememster was Java Programing, my prof is so funny I cannot concentrate. It was a hard sem for me. SUMMER was my Technika Summer. I grinded technika like there’s no tomorrow. Always at timezone playing technika after summer classes. AND, That fukkin thing happened. And I think that THING ruined my momentum in life. Well I’m not blaming everything on those events, It’s almost all. Somewhere there also marks the day, that I got jealous of someone, which is bad because I said to myself before that it was kinda stupid to be jealous to someone.

So much on my literal life, let’s evaluate it. I think, more negative happened when, I got out of my former organization which I joined in. Although more of them are hypocrites, I was a much better person. Now that I got better friends I got worse. What changes a man to become a better person? Are they better people, or worse? In my Third year, I became more unpunctual and more unpunctual. Maybe because my former organization is copy a face who is better, while my latter community is not copying a face but enforcing me to become worse. These are just my thoughts, they might just be paranoia. But is what happening to me good? Has this become a worse habit than being with hypocrite friends? Just when did I change? Or did I not accept the change until now?

As I write in this public journal, I decided to throw away some of the things I like. This…is to create another “me” and throwing out the earlier.

I have stayed longer than I should be, so as I said goodbye, to this ruined land, walked the path that I didn’t walk, not following the fading footsteps that I made in my earlier visit. “I shouldn’t have even stayed” I muttered to myself. “Why can’t I handle this like last time? WHAT IS THE DAMN DIFFERENCE BETWEEN THEM?”. My mind was at it’s limit as I sit down, and take a sip of a day old drink inside my water can.

I did not felt betrayed, nor jealous. I just pitied myself while realizing how impossible it would be. It was a little stupid to even try, but at least, somehow, some of the burdens have been lifted. The past events in that city, were horrid, unfulfilled, but somehow…educational. I may write again about what happened in that city, but not now. Just remembering those thoughts may make me regret than what I am feeling now, at least, not now.

This new identity, will it last long?

Looking for something you don’t know is getting tiring as time goes by. Walking around all over the place makes my feet numb. Beside my feet  are familiar old footprints, yes, I believe it’s mine. Looks like I’ve been here before. I wonder why my legs sent me back here?

Remembering my first visit here was a little nostalgic. Back then, it was lively. It was noisy everywhere, everybody laughs, there was not a single hint of hostility. It’s as if they had what they already need, I was jealous back then. For a person who has nothing, to see someone having something is good, but to see a person to have everything is too much for me to handle.

But it’s all over now. The place is almost at it’s ruin. The community, clustered, conspiracies are everywhere. Trust, destroyed, people even built their own wall. The smiles have become frowns.

Did time do all this?

Seeing what is now I chose to stay a bit before moving out. I wonder what will happen.

 

Still wandering around looking for something. I might post later if I found something of value. Until then, I’ll keep searching.

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