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Posted: November 17, 2010 by CyborgNinja in Life

Nobody cares.

Swiftly moving on, recently I was hit by the stunning realization that my Christmas exams are in four weeks time. Not too bad I suppose, plenty o’ time yet. Oh whats that? My mock exams for my Leaving Cert are four weeks after I return from Christmas break? Hmmm, guess I dont get a break and I will have to study over Christmas, which sucks.

(Now a brief insight into the mind of a 17 year old boy)
Shortlist of things to do :

Work on my drawing for DCG (Design Graphics and Communications)

Make a study plan.

Adhere to said plan.

Do Christmas exams.

Play Reach/Black ops.

Its likely only two of these things will happen.

That time of year again eh?

Posted: November 3, 2010 by CyborgNinja in Life

I could have sworn that last week it was Hallowe’en / Halloween, yet apparently its Christmas time. That month and a half flew! But seriously, Im a huge lover of Christmas ( not in a religious way, but I wont delve into that today). Although Im typically a cynical and pessimistic bastard, (unless Im playing video games or after eating sugar), I turn into a very nice person during Christmas, due to the whole coming together of friends and family and all that. But, one thing irks me beyond belief. Im 17 years old. For the last 5 years Christmas has increasingly been more annoying.
Two reasons for this being;  Presents and Exams.
Presents:  As I am 17 and unemployed, I have no income. Therefore I cannot buy the people in my life he presents they deserve. This is made worse by the fact that my brothers and parents buy everyone extremely expensive gifts and I see genuine reactions of joy. This means that my Dads rehearsed enthusiasm for the socks I’ve bought him is …. less real. I also am less than ecstatic about my presents each year because ( spoiler ) I now know the truth about Santa Clause, which seems to take some of the magic out of Christmas for me.

Exams: The bane of pretty much everyone aged 13 – 22; Christmas exams. What more can I say about them, other than they force you to realise the school year is half over already and you haven’t started studying.

On a lighter note, I like to think my Christmassy ( Portmanteau FTW ) self was touched by this video and I hope you enjoy.

Wheres Waldo, on a whole other level.

Posted: October 21, 2010 by CyborgNinja in Life

http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwimp.com%2Fwhereswaldo%2F&h=ecd8a

I used to love doing those puzzles. I also like doing funny accents and questioning frivolous things.
Cant believe I didn’t think of it.

Oh well, a boy can dream.

 

 

UL Open day, the day of many fails.

Posted: October 14, 2010 by CyborgNinja in Life

As some of you may know, Im currently in 6th year of secondary school. This forces me into a number of things ; growing up, giving up gaming, sleeping more, studying more, and to be honest more masturbation. But I digress, one useful thing that is happening this year however is college open days ( a day off school where you get information on local colleges and the courses they run). Sounds sweet eh? It was not.

I awoke the morning of the open day with a clear head from a long nights sleep. Ate, showered and all that dilly-dally and got dropped into the college, this is where it went down hill. Upon my arrival I realised I knew nothing about where the  course directors and talks were meant to be.  After twenty minutes of circling the car park we spotted someone who looked like staff. My dad spoke to them while I noticed the revolting pulsating pimple on the lady’s face, I pinned her at about 30 too. My dad arranged for me to be escorted to where it was by the staff members. Although I was uncomfortable with it, I agreed and we set off.

Along the way I tried to make small talk, I thanked them and asked them what department they worked in. They both said psychology….”Right.” I thought, “A few minutes of being under subconsciously psycho analysis”. They asked me what I was hoping to do, and I gave them neutral replies in the hopes that they would see me as a sane person. However I was so engrossed in trying to look as sane as possible that the first fail came along. Steps, which I did not see, needless to say i tripped over them and my hands flew out to protect me. Unfortunately they ended up on the woman’s ankle. She looked at me with disgust, and said, “its just up there, this is our building goodbye.”

Now, needless to say I told my friends this and how I found it weird, and with their help I realise that in the womans mind, I was some fool who couldn’t make up his mind about the simplest questions, who randomly dived at her ankle.

I shrugged it off, “I’ll never see her again anyway” I thought. Thankfully I didnt.

So once I made it into the college things got slightly better. But it wasnt long until it went downhill. I spent the majority of the day going to talks and taking notes on the courses that I was intending on doing. Over the day I accumulated lots of notes, which i was proud of. “Sixth year has changed you for the better Kev” I thought to myself.

After the sudden realization that the most promising course for me was having its talk in an hour an 15 minutes and I hadn’t eaten, I decided to grab some subway. When I saw the line I estimated that it would take me around 50 minutes to get served. Plenty of time left.

As I entered the line I was immediately followed by a group of ugly, fat younger girls in miniskirts. This alone almost made me throw up, but their loud conversations about fake tan and blonde hair dye was insult to injury. To make things worse the group of girls ahead of me were gorgeous, but were with their boyfriends. Now, I dont believe in God but I did after this, two people from my school who I barely know were in the window to my right, and I had spotted them first. God hates me. This meant that I had to watch myself, I couldn’t snap and shout at the girls behind me without my school hearing of it. Damn.

When I checked my phone after a while, I saw that the talk was on in 5 minutes, I was in the line for over an hour. I never expected it as I thought time was creeping due to the slow torture I was subjected to. But no, I had a choice, eat, miss the talk and hang out with friends, or leave the line after an hour, while looking like an idiot to everyone in the line and the people in my school.

I stayed and got my subway. The second I sat down my friends decided to go, so I had to leave with them. This is where I forgot my notes, making attending all those talks pointless.

While we walked outside one of the girls asked for a bite of my subway. The bitch devoured half of it. I was not amused.

Then the day went by casually , but I was asked to walk the girl to her taxi home, naturally I obliged, she went to give me a hug goodbye but I thought I heard my name so I looked around, at this very moment the girl went in for a kiss, and ended up kissing my cheek. Making it embarrassing for both of us. But whatever, we’re both friends we’ll get over it, not a big deal.

Apparently I was called , out of a bus window by some people in my school, and they saw the whole thing pan out.

To be honest, I tried to stay positive about the whole day, but it was just a huge fail, and I’ll have to accept it.

The power of words.

Posted: October 6, 2010 by CyborgNinja in Life
People say the pen is mightier than the sword. I agree.
(Did anybody else notice that the “Chaplin” was p his own ass, and pretty much talked down to our hero for having a different view? Oh religious figures)

Rekindling an old passion

Posted: September 29, 2010 by CyborgNinja in Life

This is a tale of a boy, named Kevin, who loved music. At the age of 7, he took up guitar and made excellent progress. Within a few weeks he could play about 7 songs. He was set on becoming the next Slash or Jimmy Page. To this day he plays guitar.

Here’s where the story gets sad. I’m Kevin and I play guitar to this day. Its been 10 years and I’m worse at guitar than I ever was.  I had contemplated stopping.

Granted, I’ve taken numerous breaks. After I heard this song, though, my will to play has grown and I will master it and many other classics. Wish me luck

PS: I want to play Halo Reach.

Interesting Finds

Posted: September 22, 2010 by CyborgNinja in Media, Random

Upon my trawl through the endless abyss of the internet , I found the below video, my internet bullcrap-o-meter didn’t go off. Logically I proceeded to open the video… What more can I say?  This isn’t the first time I’ve been impressed with OkGo. If you liked this video be sure to watch some of their others. ( Their music isn’t too bad either. )

Link : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nHlJODYBLKs

Halo Reach & School and the Future.

Posted: September 15, 2010 by CyborgNinja in Gaming

So as most of you will know, Halo Reach is out. My gaming friends and I were anticipating this game for quite a while, although it wasn’t long until it spelled disaster. The release date, almost exactly when we returned to school. Usually this wouldn’t be a problem but I’m in my final year of school and have crucial exams coming up, so long story short no Reach for me. I spent most of my time cruising through school and gaming casually sometimes after school, I eventually became sick of all my games and so did my gaming friends. Reach looked promising, though as it approached we made rash assumptions about the game such as, ” That game will be trash” though secretly we longed to play it.

They say every cloud has a silver lining, and for a while I struggled to find one but it wasn’t long until i saw it, Starcraft 2 and eventually college.  Sounds too good to be true. It is. My PC doesn’t meet the outlandish specs which are necessary for Starcraft 2. What does this mean, it means that I’ll have to wait until college to enjoy Starcraft 2, disappointing I know but it’ll be worth it, ( I hope ).

One thing is for sure, if it is, then I will let you guys know.

Facebook, so social, its unsocial.

Posted: September 8, 2010 by CyborgNinja in Life

Today, I awoke. Its the first time I’ve been me for a while. It seems I was under the malicious spell of FaceBook or FB (as the mindless trend following sheep that we call “cool people” call it). I’ve realised that Facebook was like a drug to me, I needed it , even though I got nothing from it,  like caffeine.

So, I wrote this quick blog in the hopes of waking up some of the mindless zombies out there . Also, I wanted to pass some time before I receive my next fix of “FB”