Repository of Randomness

If You Look Closely...

2006-04-18T20:58:00.000-07:00

... you can see it.

That Wasn't Too Long A Wait

2006-04-07T16:00:00.000-07:00

I had sort of semi-sworn not to post a DDR picture until I had passed MAX 300.

Well, as fate would have it, various things happened...
Yesterday and today.

Fancy that.

P.S.: ow.

OMG DDR WTF BBQ !!11ONE

2006-04-04T18:26:00.000-07:00

Some of you who know me may know that I occassionally dabble in the art form known formally as "Dance Dance Revolution" and more casually as "DDR" or "that gay thing at the arcade."

However, I am not here to affirm my sexuality, I am here to display, with a certain amount of enjoyment, one of my best works, which, depending on your DDR creed, may or may not mean anything.

Enjoy.

I Think I'm Turning Japanese....

2006-03-05T17:53:00.000-08:00

かたかな　と　かんじ　は　わかり　にくい。
(katakana to kanji wa wakari nikui.)
I believe the above is correct... (either way, it's true).

See Aforementioned!

2006-03-05T17:50:00.000-08:00

Sometimes life just gives you a swift poke in the ass, and you feel pretty bad. But then you see people people who have it worse off than you - and I mean WAY WORSE OFF, and it makes you feel better knowing there are more fucked up humans in the world. I can really relate to people like that, sans the grammatical, politcal, religious, and intellectual disparities.

Anyways, a friend of mine took a little quiz I'd like to share with the world, being the prissy little blogger that I am.

1. Choose a band / artist and answer ONLY in titles of their songs:
The Beatles
2. Are you male or female:
Tax Man
3. Describe yourself:
I Am The Walrus
4. How do some people feel about you:
Twist and Shout
5. How do you feel about yourself:
Nowhere Man
6. Describe your ex boyfriend / girlfriend:
Yesterday
7. Describe current boyfriend / girlfriend:
She's Really Got A Hold On Me
8. Describe where you want to be:
Strawberry Fields Forever
9. Describe how you live:
I'll Follow The Sun
10. Describe how you love:
Can't Buy Me Love
11. What would you ask for if you had just one wish:
I Want To Hold Your Hand
12. Share a few words of wisdom:
Come Together
13. Now say goodbye:
Hello, Goodbye!

Because Jake Did

2006-02-16T18:59:00.000-08:00

~~VALENTINE'S DAY~~ POST VALENTINE'S DAY SURVEY

1. Do you like anyone? I lurrv EVERYONE!
2. Do they know it? What truly is knowledge, the quintessence of thought? If we look at Conrad's imagery in Heart of Darkness... blah blah blah bo bo bobo

IN THE LAST MONTH HAVE YOU...
3. Kissed someone you didn't want to? No, even without the last four words.
4. Had someone buy you something? Self sufficiency works for manorialism and me.
6. Gotten sick? Um... today.
7. Been hugged? Probably, but if I was, I forgot.
8. Felt stupid? No, it makes a good pen tip.
9. Talked to an ex? Yes, he introduced me to very nice misters Why and Zee.
10. Missed someone? Yes. Five inches to the right would have been a headshot.
11. Failed a test? 30 in English
12. Eaten cereal? Probably SOME day this week.
13. Danced crazily? D. D. R.
14. Lied? Live I?
15. Killed anyone? Yes, the postmortem revealed a pun overdose.

UNIQUE
16. Any nervous habits? Touching, poking, prodding EVERYTHING.
17. Are you double jointed? I have more than 2 joints.
18. Can you roll your tongue? Yeah, but it'd be pretty painful.
19. Can you raise one eyebrow? Yeah, why not.
20. Can you cross your eyes? Not as well as Shayan can.
21. Can you whistle? Not to save my life.
22. Do you make your bed daily? Replace "daily" with "yearly" and you're close.

HAVE YOU EVER. . .
23. Said "I Love you" and meant it? I think I was a wee lad of about 5...
24. Given money to a homeless person? Yeah, I actually have. Funny story, that.
26. Waited all night for a phone call that never came? Nope.
27. Snuck out? No. Failed the Move Silently DC.
28. Sat and looked at the stars? For about 5 minutes. Total. My entire life.

DO YOU. . .
29. Swear? Live I? OMWF (Once More, With Feeling)
30. Ever spit? Constantly, but not externally.
31. Cook your own food? That's a job for Mr. Digestive System.
32. Do your own chores? On occassion the laundry.
33. Like beef jerky? I'm sorta Hindu.
34. Prefer Pepsi or Coke? Blood.
35. Drink? No ethyl or methyl 'til deathyl.
36. Own a ~~dog~~ god? Yep. Yours.
37. Spend your money wisely? not according to my parents
38. Get bored then you call a friend? Hi, is Michael there?
39. Remain patient? Only been in a hospital once, but first impressions always count.
40. Have a life? Sometimes I wonder, other times I know.

Analysis:
Tests need better questions, and the STRIKETHROUGH tag owns.

Possibly The Least Practical Thing In Existence

2006-02-08T13:57:00.000-08:00

Yes, yes.

Steinbrecher is, for lack of a better term, a dolt.

Quite possibly the stupidest person who has ever lived, as he seems to emphasize his mortality with water bottles. You know, those banes of existence, water bottles. Either way, as of today, his - or is that Schram's - profundity has reached a new low.

Yes, we are to convert a linked list of linked lists into an array of linked lists.

Why? Though it is rumored that this "Sparse Matrix" - blessed be its name and sacred the ground upon which it rests - is able to cure cancer and AIDS and poverty, some humans using the heresy of blasphemous "logic" denounce this holy relic as nothing more than the faecal matter of bovines.

And yes, I am one of those humans. I cry my instructors' initials at sighting of this insult to computer programming. I threaten to kill Schram, to bludgeon Stein with a PC, but to no avail. Stupidity wins again... for now.

Back, And With A +1 To Asskickery

2006-02-07T20:24:00.000-08:00

So yeah, this blawg is back online. I got tired of not updating, and seeing the really crappy non-css page I had. So, I fixed it.

And here we are. Expect more Randomness here, same random place, same random time.

I feel....

2005-12-22T20:05:00.000-08:00

Yeah, since now it is the time of much merry-making...
I have decided to commence the formatting of this site, among other things.

My to do list, as it stands:
Make Site
-Produce Textures(?)
-Do fonts
-Add theme extensibility(?)
Study Decathlon
-Study Super Quiz
-Study Science
-Study Art
-Study Music
-Study L/L
-Read Much Ado
Read Books
-Heart of Darkness
-100 Years of Solitude
-Ender's Game
-Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
-Dune
-Art of War
-Re-Read LOTR
-And the Silmarillion
Learn Elvish(?)
and finally Come Up With Funny/Cheesy way to end this (self-fulfilling prophesy, eh?)

If anyone wants to give me a hand with one or more of these things, or just in general hang out... fine by me. Gimme a call or something...

If you're NOT one of my close friends, then I have no idea wtf you are reading this. Shoo now, the growned-ups have to have a little talk.

'night all.

Why We Love Our Teachers

2005-12-08T20:57:00.000-08:00

Is it because of the puns?
"Be dressed with in decency?"
Behold: is it "within decency" or "with indecency"?
The teacher declares the former, but I'm sure Freud would say otherwise.

My heart also goes out to Jake and Yang, two men unabashedly swinging their lightsabers about, poking each other's behinds and performing other various displays of their virility.

And to Michael, who is coming out of the closet, all these years he has been a closet heterosexual, and it's time for this world to accept him. That, or lynch him... either way works.

This is full of inside jokes.

>Later
THE Dirsian

So Much Crap, So Little Time

2005-12-06T19:48:00.000-08:00

Blah blah!

I'm So Awesome

2005-12-03T15:45:00.000-08:00

Check it out

Tres Difficile, Imbecile!

2005-11-26T20:08:00.000-08:00

There should probably be a lot more accents in that title, but whatever.

What's difficult? How about trying to think of something to talk about to an audience that may or may not be there - and not sound like an ass. I sort of gave up on that last clause, but then we get into that whole metaphysics thing. See? This is how my mind wanders. ADD! Blue car!

I then realized - I like the "olden" days. I'm not really sure what counts as the olden days, when they spanned from, or even how they're different from the old days. But there is some intangible quality it has, snaking out and grasping me, slowly creeping into my thoughts, like some crazed japanese tentacle monster.

When I found out I was going to have this family portrait taken, the first thing that popped into my mind was someone painting us sitting in a very straight pose for hours. About 5 minutes later - no joke - I went "Hey, she [my mom] meant a family photograph." Yeah, wierd.

Who the fuck knows why I'm posting this or when I'll fix up this site or WHATEVER, college applications are a bitch.

Blue car!

"lanigirO os si sdrawkcaB" ro ytinasnI

2005-11-09T15:47:00.000-08:00

I have stumbled upon many kick-ass ideas recently.

Rocket launches + Crustateans = the next big thing. Like, Au-to-mo-beel big.

You leave your house, and jump into your comfortable rocket-launching lobster. You grab its eye-antennae, and kick this baby into ten-and-a-half-th gear. Old guy in front of you on the freeway going only 80mph? No problem. Hit the eye-button and fire your homing missiles into his lobster, decimating him. Shine your lobster and show it off to your friends, and add minigun turrets to the sides if you want stability over speed. And, when you get tired of him, toss him in a pot and boil him.

Seriously man, disposable lobster-cars. Wave of the future.

In related news, angsty angst angst all over the place. My friends need to chill out. I need to thaw... in?

Ralph Ellison is damn smart. He's one of those one-in-statistically-speaking-4,529,320-square-root-of-two people.

Jack Thompson finally got what's coming. Stupid dickhead. My theory, Capitol Hill is collectively so stupid that the lack of intelligence is forming a rend in the fabric of space-time. Our universe is in danger, so grab your shotguns and do-si-do, and cry 'cause we live in Texas. Or maybe it's just me.

Hey, I'm deviant AND an artist! Who'da thunkit?

I really ought to get back to memorizing useless crap. Life sucks. People don't understand. The worst part is, they dont even try to black hole of ignorance swallow me, please.

Peace, love, kittens, and Crawling Chaos.

Screaming Delight

2005-11-05T22:10:00.000-08:00

Yeah. We went to see Mozart's Jupiter today (Saturday) at the Jones Hall. It owned.

It OWWWWWWWWNNNED!

Seriously though, things learned today:
You can't go wrong with grease and fat, but school manages to fuck it up somehow.
What a monkey sounds like after being hit in the nuts.
People can play a flute constantly for like 2 minutes. Or have evolved to not need oxygen any more.
Pow Pow OW OW.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Road trips should be had more oft.
Writing 80 measures of what you think someone else would compose - someone else who's been dead for 250 years - is hard.

Houston Symphony++ == 0; They're that good ( and they're unsigned).

2, 4, 6, 8. Time to transubstantiate!
God bless you, Tom Lehrer.

RoR: Down Bird SOTA Mix

2005-11-03T19:21:00.000-08:00

Yeah, in case you didn't notice, this site is getting a new style. Bear with me while I get through everything else I need to in order to work on this site. If all else fails, revert it goes!

Buckets of Shit (On School II)

2005-11-03T17:35:00.000-08:00

This On School thing might just become a hit.

So, there's this book, Crime and Punishment. Apparently, it was written by some pretty damn important white guy a century or two ago.

He wrote some books, and the people in power got pissed with him, so they threw him into the slammer.

So, like anybody does when they're locked up, he thought. He thought a lot, and wrote another book - this book. And now, instead of just fucking saying that he was an existentialist and that nihilism will screw you over, he wrote 500 pages of agony and misery purified, with the occasional tidbit of meaning.

And now, I have to listen to what a bunch of people who think they're smart because they read a lot think what ol' Fyodor here said, and regurgitate that same bullshit in a different way for the ability to get into the college of my choice.

And yet, I really dont care. But I have to do it anyways.

Fuck This Shit.

On School

2005-09-18T15:17:00.000-07:00

Bitch.

One word summarizes my senior year up to this point. I heard it was supposed to be easy and fun. Apparently, I heard wrong.

Why? I mean, why can't we all be like Hwa and have limitless energy to put into schoolwork? I know that there are many people more skilled than him, but don't work at it "hard enough." And that brings up the question of how hard "hard enough" is.

Most people (70%) in my school think that getting to a passing point (that's a D-, honors students everywhere cringe in fear) is as hard as they need to work. The rest of the time, instead of cultivating their mind, they go out and screw around, perhaps not entire legally, as well. Then a small(5%) of people think that getting a B is fine, because it requires no work on their behalf to obtain one. I am one of those people. A slightly larger audience (14%) think getting an A is good enough, because it still gives them that 4.0 GPA that they want. Then there's that last 1%. These are the real perfectionists. They want a perfect in school, no matter what, because that is the only thing that has significance. Friends, family, society, are all forsaken for studies, to further oneself. It is the most selfish thing possible, but one cannot expect much more from a mere human.

In short: Fuck Senior Year.

Hold Your Breath

2005-09-14T19:00:00.000-07:00

It's time for this lighthearted blog to take a deep plunge into philosophy.

If you don't like rants, just skip over this.

I see many many many many depressed, ranting, raving blogs and Xanga's (more of the latter than the former), which may occassionally come up with profound insights into the workings of the mind.

Here I shall attempt to make a more objective approach, and attempt to save what dignity I have. Heh... that's a good one.

Let's start with the fundamental question: Why are we here?
Well, one would imagine that the answer would be some sort of purpose. In order to exist we must have a purpose. This is where many philosophers digress. I would say that we need motivation to drive us towards our purpose, and, in doing so, FINDING a purpose becomes our purpose. The motivation is a fear of the unknown - or of nonexistance - that we find innate in humans - the same reason we are born afraid of the dark. However, the goal must by its nature be unattainable, for if we do find a purpose - we are in a dilemma - we cannot exist because we have no further purpose. In the first case the purpose is self-fulfilled, and we our thoughts become our reality, as Dostoyevsky's Raskolnikov became a murderer out of goodwill to mankind, but only because he deluded himself into believing so.

This also brings up thet question of the malleability of reality. If reality is actually what I state it to be, than I am the transformer of my own reality, as all I must do is believe myself, and what I believe is real, meaning essentially that I am my own god.

And that, my friends, is a very convoluted explanation of why I am " agnostic" (or, as I prefer, Indifferential).

Short reason: I dont give a fuck.

Peace Out, yo!
- Darshan

Need to Read: (Both You and I)
Nietzsche - The AntiChrist - Curse on Christianity
Sun Tzu - The Art of War

Feet First Into College Apps

2005-09-07T16:34:00.000-07:00

Time to bitch and moan about all the work that seniors have to do.
College apps are a pain. My humor is gone.
Well, at least partially.
I'm back to my old pessimisstic view of the world, at least that much good has come of this.

In Short.... screw all of y'all.

I'll update later, i have some interesting stuff by neemo.

CTF Certified

2005-09-05T19:18:00.000-07:00

Alright, after playing a few matches of Halo 2 on XBL, I've realized something.
People. Don't. Have. Strategy.

Seriously though, how hard is it?

Get the team plan straight in the first 10 seconds, and cruise to victory during the remaining 9:50 (or 11:50).

Unfortunately, some people can't do any better. So... I have come up with a list of guidelines to having a successful CTF (or any objective-based game, for that matter).

1. Not a Red Light District.
With the exception being Turf - which is a shitty map for CTF anyways - all maps absolutely require no weapon whoring. Rocket whores, sniper whores, alleyway whores... go play Rumble Pit - there's no home for you here.

2. Its fun to play together... if you're not deaf and dumb.
Seriously people... get a headset. Shooting people is soooo Halo CE (which is an awesome game in and of itself).

3. Get chummy!
Buddy System. It works. I don't care how good a player is, two players with half his skill can take him down. Exception if said player is a god with a sniper rifle. Cover each other. Don't let anyone get the jump on you, and if you encounter multiple targets, concentrate fire on one person.

4. Hyperthreading.
Work separately but together. If it's Multi-Flag, have one pair on offense and one on defense. If it's 1-Flag or another one of those lopsided variants, use many angles of attack, or cover key strategic positions.

Inspired by Neemo. Thanks, dude.

Gollum Players (Halo 2)

2005-06-25T09:30:00.000-07:00

If you're a Halo 2 freak, you probably know about HBO. No, I'm not talking about the movie channel company.

If you know about HBO, you probably have gone through or glanced over the NSCS Guide, by Overswarm. No offense to him, but some people who play Halo dont quite understand the whole animal thing, from not having been outdoors enough (or at all), or having their entire mind consumed by Halo. So, here is the Halo-fied version of Overswarm's "Play Styles":

The Elite
Sure, they may not go WORT-WORT-WORT anymore, but they still act the same. They stand (stupidly) out in the open, trusting their quick reflexes to not get them killed. Well, we all know how well that works out in Campaign.

The Brute
The Brute is the schizophrenic psychopath who'll just plow into a crowd attempting to do as much damage as possible with neglect to his own health - just like Campaign. The only reason this is effective is because it is unexpected, and difficult to enemies disengage after initiating combat.

The Grunt
The Grunt may or may not say funny things on Xbox Live, but oddly enough the rarest and most tricksy playstyle. True to their Campaign mode counterparts, they're liable to run away when the going is tough, and are more than willing to stick a rampaging Brute or Elite chasing after them.

The Drone(s)
They may have lost their wings, but they're still pesky and they still hunt in packs. A group of drones is really effective at raising hell on solitary soldiers. They rely on teamwork, and the only real way to counter them is the same tactic you use on Legendary: pick them off, one by one, but even that isn't guaranteed to work.

The Jackal
They're back. The assholes, the shitheads, the killstealing fucktards. On Legendary they ruined your fun, and they're back with a vengence in Rumble Pit and even some team games. They hog the sniper and stand very far away, and pick off people almost done killing each other. Nonetheless, they are effective at what they do, those cheap bastards, but killing one is only as hard as cornering him.

There, thats just a short rant on each thing, which is not meant to rip off or discredit Overswarm's guides, but to phrase them in a way the Gollum players would understand, as well as poke fun at them (with a spear).

Overswarm is a really awesome player, though, and his guides have definately helped me, as well as countless others. So go check them out, if you're into Halo 2. If you're not, you really shouldn't even be here.

Halo 2 Rulezz!!!111!1!1

-TheDirsian

Whoop-Dee Frickin' Doo

2005-06-08T19:27:00.000-07:00

Yeah, yeah, first post, time for celebration and merriment, right?

Wrong.

Right now, I should probably be doing my summer school homework, and am probably going to stay up pretty late doing it. But hey, this is more important, right? Catering to a bunch of assholes who probably don't give a dikdik what I write.

Well, this is a pretty shitty way to kick off my blog, but whatever, see you in hell.