Filed under: Misc
Duster:
So many things to do… so little time…. to be more lazy.
Filed under: Endless Thoughts
The sky was dark with the December sky, cold with the sharp taste of winter approaching. It was a deep blue, the stars burning high in its arch. There was no sound, no life. Yet up the narrow town street there came the sound, quick and light, of footsteps running. A woman appeared, lightly dressed, skirt flowing behind her. Her face appeared briefly in the golden light of the streetlamps, tears shining down her face, expression troubled.
Behind her another pair of footsteps fell, and a man appeared from the darkness. He was more prepared for the bitter cold, heavy coat around his shoulders, a scarf around his chin. His long strides caught up with the woman quickly, and he reached out, hand closing forcibly around her arm. Abashed, he let go quickly. The woman turned, anger twisting briefly on her face. She shrugged away from him, wiping her face, struggling and composing herself under the gold light above her. The man reached for her again, but she pushed the arm away. His words do not reach her – she did not let them reach her. He would merely deceive her again. She wanted none of this.
But…he did not grab for her again. His eyes met hers, his body sincere, his tone so earnest. Could it be true, his love for her false? She had been so sure, but now…yet she still did not respond to him.
He changed, just a little. His shoulders seemed to tense, his words stumbling. Nervously, he looked around, eyes wandering anywhere but at her, and then finally he seemed to defeat himself. He reached into the pocket of his coat, and pulled out a small, square box. It was plain, unadorned, yet he held it as if his life were within it as he presented it to the woman. His knees hit the ground, as though appealing, almost begging.
Tears started anew, but these were not the same tears. No sound could escape her lips; she whispered instead. At that word, that one word, tension seemed to melt away from the man. A small smile appeared, and he reached for her again. This time she did not pull away, but leaned into it, letting him wipe away her tears. Gently, he pushed the small circle onto her ring, hands cupping hers, warming them. Above them, from the low clouds that had wandered in, the first snowflake started to fall, slowly, to the ground. More followed, and the man shrugged out of his coat, wrapping it and his scarf around his love, wiping away new tears that didn’t seem to be able to stop. Around them, the snow seemed to blur, turning golden with the light of the lamps around them…
“Grandma, did you get snow in your eyes?”
The old woman blinked, surprised to find tears in her eyes. “Why…I guess I did.”
The girl looked to the side. “Where you looking at something under that street lamp?”
The lady smiled. “I was just…remembering. This winter isn’t as cold as that one was.”
If the girl understood, she gave no sign. She merely continued walking, kicking snow out of the way as they both continued up the street, the first snowfall of the season blanketing the ground around them, covering their footsteps.
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Ensei:
Sound like a overly used scene doesn’t it? Well, the point I’m trying to make here isn’t what kinda of story I can come up with, but what’s the meaning of a story (I had fairly interseting weekend, let’s just say, and it made me thought of things I normally ignore.).
I heard from many people that winter is a depressing, because the snow eats the noise away, and the silents around them made them felt lonely. Though I alwasy wondered, have they ever consider, within this kinds of silents the memorises of the old ever appears again. Soundless nights could give people more relaxed time to remember rather than the new memorise we make days on pass letting the old memorise fades. So I hope you guys enjoying the snow falls and this short winter =)
(Crdeit goes to my roommate help me type this out)
Filed under: Entertainment
Duster:
Don’t know how to start introducing but there is only one impression about this game and counsel: it is meant to kill your arm. To the point where you can’t even lift up your coffee cup, put on a clean pajama, pick up your tooth brush to brush your teeth find out that your hand is not able to move from left to right, except letting the holy gravity to perform it’s amazing free fall on the dead arm. In this case, doesn’t matter which arm. If you are a righty, then it’s the right arm. If you are a lefty, then it’s the left arm. Well, it can be both but if that’s the case you are expect to be a disable person from the rest of the day after put down the remote, without your conscious, that is.
Although after a couple days you may realize that working so hard is not the effort. Human has such the potential for seeking such kind of the thing: laziness. As you might well realized such attitude well effect me and what made me me. Laziness, the deadliest action proverb that any gamer recited every morning when waking up and every night before heading to sleep. How to you punch someone? Press a bottom. How do you jump? Press another bottom. How do you equip gigantic nano lazer machine cannon on your back? Press one bottm, and keep pressing others of the same kind then hit another bottom to go back. Every process takes smaller than a light second to complete. Even if you have a remote that force you into a physical movement we can still find a way for a short cut. And here– It’s now an era on the television where we can hit a baseball out of the park while sitting comfortably on the sofa, just move your wrist in the degree between 0 and 180 then it will be possible. This tells us one thing, lazy will eventually overcome, the ultimate characteristics of video games. Well, this is just a physical sense, in the end.
Mindwise, Wii still leave a gap for it’s potential in growth (whee~~). How much can your body sustain body fitness challenge?(Sign…I was 32….)
First off, Tennis: Out of all games, this is the one that makes me in love and hate at the same time. Second hardest game out of all. Although to tennis lovers, or people who has the talent, this game can be your ultimate favorite. Control your swing so they don’t fall out. Training progam is a nice way to kill your time. Once you reach to the professional level, path of your hit may change it’s speed too. And nice spin that can confuse the enemy, also yourself
Second off, Baseball: This is my favorite, even though I haven’t hit a lot of home run yet. Don’t worry so much when they give you spin or curve or split ball just hit it when the moment is here. Of course, they will get faster and faster for the challenge. Tournament only has 3 rounds, people get different opinion on this new system, personally I don’t hate it that much, since I can still get a good game. Traning progam is also a nice way to kill your time. But can some kind soul tell me how to hit the baseball in a right direction?
Bowling: Personally… not too challanging. Though it does keep you frustrated if you can’t get through the training program. Precision is needed, and people will keep saying “Turkey! Turkey” around your back if you don’t follow through.
Gulf: I got killed pretty bad in this. Maybe because the right arm is already disabled so even though you have an absolute control in strengh, just press one bottom can carry that strengh to the double, and you have to press it in order to apporch to the hitting position. “Try agian”, “Try again”, “Tr–y again!”, “Try..” Ok, those are just personal experience. Though some people can play it really well, very amazed by it.
Lastly, Boxing: Third favorite, though it is getting harder these days… AI always has his/her body tilted and I can’t seems to hit it. Out of all game, this one grains your energy the fastest. From the tournament mode all the way to training mode. You want to give a good upper body work out, sweat like you haven’t in 10 million years here it is, choose this one, and held on the remotes tightly. Keep your arm steady, and calm your soul just like you would in gulf. Body can be very entertain, too.
(If you like to get a realistic sense of the field: check the wallet, spend about $1000 on sharp good overhead projector and project it on the wall. They are promised “high quality”.=D)
(In addition, try out multiple players mode can started a war.)
For more technical information, you may like visit here. Boxy section is really helpful.
Now I shall exist for some personal business……XD
Filed under: Endless Thoughts
Duster:
Sounds like a bad poetic title. Heating is not at the dorm now, my room felt no different than the outside negative-degree temperture. Roomate and I have been sleeping in a caterpillar-like position. She began to expand her hibernation period. I lost my motivation on getting up from bed (for a trip to bathroom, etc.). Winter is really evil, but it makes the bed feels more comfortable than any other season. Room is dim and cozy. The warmthness under the sheet feels like an everlasting moment if one wish to seize.
Filed under: Endless Thoughts
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