In Life There Are No Happy Endings

I finished Call of Duty 4 a few days ago. IT WAS AWESOME!!!! :D It’s a bit short, wish it was longer. But everything else took my breath away :) The story-line and plot development is incredible. Its so real, so in-your-face. This isn’t the villains die and heroes live forever kind of story. The ending is so sad. I wanted to cry.

That’s how good the story-line was.

The soundtrack is of no compare, visually it is out of this world.

And the Mac port is faultless without a single bug (opposite of EA games). Kudos to Aspyr, Infinity Ward and Activision :) COD6 is launching November 10 and I can’t wait..... :)

In the meantime, I’m gonna play COD4 all over again from the start :) Really :) Its that good :)
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The next section is extremely bitter and angry. Uhh..... so if you’re happy right now you should cease to read right here, if not you will become emofied.

This is about A* National Science Challenge, Swapnil and Dean.

Don’t get me wrong. I don’t hate NSC or our team. Jeremy and Daryl are awesome :) I just have no idea what is with Dean and Swapnil. From what is looks like, you both are purposely disagreeing for the sake of disagreeing, just because you weren’t the one who suggested the idea.

To Dean + Swapnil: I HAVE LOST WHATEVER LITTLE RESPECT I HAD LEFT FOR BOTH OF YOU.

Lets go back all the way to the start, the outfit design for NSC. Basically we had the whole holiday to think of a design. The whole holiday nothing from Dean or Swapnil, so me and Jem and Daryl thought up a design. And when I came to school on the first day of term, Dean and Swapnil were absolutely un-constructive.

If you don’t like a something, the absolute minimum you should have is a credible alternative. You don’t just criticize without the faintest idea of where to go next. In effect what you wanted was for our well thought out plan to be replaced by one thought up in approx. 2 nanoseconds simply because you didn’t have a say in the first idea.

If you wanted to put something of yours in, it should have been done well in advance, not 3 days before studio imaging. You essentially want me to get the team through the studio imaging betting on an idea formulated in the same time it take for a photon to transverse the classroom. You were hoping to get through on luck just because you didn’t have an idea and you didn’t want us to use an idea which you did not make.

And when it came to the studio imaging day, I made it clear earlier that I would bear in mind your comments on the first design and we should make some edits here and there. Yet instead of being constructive and brainstorming for ideas when they told us that the outfit was too formal and they needed to make a few MINOR edits, you immediately say that you were completely against the design in the first place and say its completely my fault. In front of the entire TV crew from Mediacorp.

YOU WERE DISUNITED, INDECOROUS, ABSOLUTELY WITHOUT SHAME, AND COMPLETELY UNPROFESSIONAL.

Then comes the time for prop design (yesterday). We all meet together at the same time to design our props. All five of us. While we were thinking of the props, you were utterly distracted playing this Mousehunt nonsense on Facebook. You refused to plan anything and took a cursory glance at our prop design and that was all.

When we get to spotlight at plaza singapura to get materials, you suddenly disagree to the entire set of props, whine about every single last detail not being as you would like, be totally uncompromising in every sense of the word, and try to formulate your own idea on the spot. Once again you refuse to utilize an idea simply because it was not thought up by you.

ONCE AGAIN YOU CREATE A SCENE AT THE MOST INAPPROPRIATE OF SITUATIONS, AND ACT WITH PATENT DISREGARD TO THE FEELINGS OF OTHERS

MAKE NO MISTAKE. I AM EXTREMELY DISAPPOINTED WITH YOUR ACTIONS.

I’ve said my fair share.
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To realize that you had lied to yourself and deceived yourself into thinking that the world had only good people. To be torn to ribbons by people you trusted. To have your trust treated like some kind of joke. To have believed in a friendship that was never real.

For me to have believed that just because we are still in school, that that could somehow make us exempt form the kind of internal politics that cretins create.

Wonder if anyone knows how that feels like.