I suck

Went running for 2.4km today. I wasn’t the young lively 16 year old adolescent I used to be. After the first lap, I felt something was wrong. After the second, my legs were acting funny. Two more laps and I reached my limit. At least, I think I went beyond my body’s limit (not my mind). My legs almost gave way and the whole world felt like it’s about to tumble. My legs GAVE WAY. Wtf?! Then again, I should be expecting that since I tried sprinting only (what I thought was ‘only’) 10 laps across the basketball court. My legs gave way then too.

Damn.

I really felt damn weak. I can’t even get up. It’s like my mind believed that my body still can run but in actuality, it can’t. Eventually, when my mind went back to reality, I felt worse than before. It’s like one moment I was still walking and feeling alright and the next moment when I approached the benches, I couldn’t make it anymore and there was this crazy strain on my thighs.

Damn.

I stink.

A step back to Neverwinter

I’ve done it again. I have reinstalled NWN1 to play around with it (and glimpse into its toolset). I heard that NWN2 isn’t really polished yet, which means my com probably still can’t run it above 30fps.

I have never taken NWN1 seriously. Back then, I felt dungeons tend to be monotonous and I never did appreciate the number crunching then. Back then, I only wanted to see big numbers and have fun PLing myself. Back then, when I hadn’t experienced actual PnP DnD. That was before I actually opened my DnD Player’s Handbook and examined its contents. Back then, I felt NWN felt like another D2 with Forgotten Realms material.

So I went back again, knowing better, and decided to play it through again. Properly. As in…with a munchkin sense, instead of blindly killing, and leveling up.

What a poor choice of class I chose.

I wanted to make a Fighter/Weapon Master. I accidentally made him lawful (cannot multiclass to Barbarian) but that didn’t really make me feel too bad. At first, I felt awesome. Everything I face got cleaved to death. Nothing can stop me. I felt a little OP actually…until my first encounter with an even level sorcerer. Fireball is fucking painful. Killed me outright at the first blast. That sorcerer wasn’t so bad to be honest, compared to the next few spellcasters I faced.

That’s when things start to go downhill. Fighters are fucking vulnerable to every shit thrown to them. I got slowed, blasted by Fireballs, chilled to death by Ice Storms, webbed, entangled, held, paralyzed and stunned. Worse, I can’t hit them with their Mage Armor+Invisibility on them. I drank tons of potions, including buff potions of whatever was avaliable to me (nothing that really helps spell-resistance though). And no matter what henchmen I brought with me, the results were the same.

Dammit, time to play some cleric.

I Dinged 8 for piano!

Topic! :p

Mummy hospitalized

My mum was hospitalized for being under some depressed/stressed condition. It started a few months back before my father returned. Then it didn’t get better. I can’t say I was shocked by this turn of events; in fact I expected it to happen…it’s just a matter of time. I tried speaking to her many times, but it just didn’t snap her out of it. Eventually, I got tired of it. Even my dad. So it didn’t come to me as a surprise when this happened. If my dad, aunts, uncles, me and even going to church doesn’t help, well I don’t know what does.

Hopefully her stay in hospital will help her, as long as there are professionals looking after her.

Don’t you dare feel overly sorry about me. I don’t know how to deal with this kind of things yet.

[FYPJ] Be very afraid…

My FYP team got ‘caught’ in Second Life for ‘offending a political figure’, namely Lee Kuan Yew. I’m not going to disclose anything more lest I get a quick start into celebrity-dom. Apparently we were caught doing something yesterday that happened a week ago. Doesn’t make any sense does it? Well, I’m not too sure either. What I can say is that we DID do the ‘bad’ thing mentioned…but only for 20 seconds and it was done last week. Could our client (the one who claimed we did it) be lying? What can we do? Oppose the government?

Oh well, what can we say? It was pretty scary the day when we were given the warning. Imagine how much power the government has over us. It was the day I suddenly feel as if there was no freedom (much less than what I felt before before) to what I do.