Nuts & Bolts

The Tourney.
Saturday, October 27, 2007

Today was amazing.

Managed a top 20 finish. 19th to be exact. Far exceeded our expectations. Guess who we lost to? The WCG team.
The level of play demonstrated today was incredible. Trust me when I tell you this: you may be able to dominate a public game on clients like Blueserver and whatnot, but you wouldn't fare the same in these powerfully orchestrated team battles. The players of this league are a whole different level.

I'd type down every detail of the day here, but I'm sure 99% of the people reading this blog wouldn't understand (or care about) the matches.
Gained a lot of experience, and had a huge blast. I'll be waiting for the next one.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 10:07 PM 0 comment(s)  

One Sweet World.
Friday, October 26, 2007

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 1:12 AM 1 comment(s)  

Public Service Announcement.

For everyone's information, before today:

Kimberley thought King Kong was real.

Thank you for your attention.
This post was brought to you by the Department of Redundancy Department.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 12:21 AM 0 comment(s)  

You know you...
Wednesday, October 24, 2007

... play WRC: Rally Evolution (WRC 5. I've upgraded.) too much when:-

1. You don't want to wash your car because the dirt on it makes it look like it just completed a rally.
2. You hear imaginary voices, telling you "Three, turns into two, junction right. Caution, road slippery." while driving along the road. *
3. You divide your journey from home to college into sectors, and push yourself to beat yesterday's "fastest time".
4. You imagine yourself driving a Skoda Fabia Rally on a track against Citreons and Subarus, when in actual fact you're driving a 2 year old Proton Satria against a few Kancils and a three-legged dog.
5. You try not to hit people on the side of the road simply because you don't want to have your race time penalized.
6. You actually look at yourself and come up with this nonsensical list.

Damn.

* The voice refers to your co-driver in the game, who tells you the condition of the road ahead, as well as the gear (and speed) you should enter the turn into (for maximum grip, acceleration out of the turn, and to avoid understeer and invoke oversteer). Rawr.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 6:40 PM 1 comment(s)  

I'm getting a little tired of keeping up with some people's whims and fancies.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 10:24 PM 0 comment(s)  

Weary Feet.

I'm standing right here, and I can see clearly where I need to go next. I know exactly how to take my steps, I know exactly how to start treading the ground ahead.

But I'm hesitant. The road ahead is paved in gold, the trees that line it sway rhythmically to the gentle song of the wind, and everything I need lies in wait for me at the end of it.
Everything seems perfect.

I'm not ready for it. And so I think I'll stand here a little while longer and admire the view.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 9:31 PM 0 comment(s)  

Cornering on gravel.
Thursday, October 18, 2007

I am excited to inform everyone that I'm playing WRC 4 for the PS2 xD
It's an old game, but the technicality and challenge of the game makes it worth playing.

Games like Need For Speed and Gran Tourismo have never really appealed to me, strictly due to the fact that more often than not, players play to obtain more cars... and from there, race them on the same tracks over and over again.
Now, WRC 4 is pretty much the same, with one exception: you may play a single track a hundred times, but the result and your control of the car/track will never be the same. This is the one aspect I love most about WRC: the unpredictability. With games like NFS and GT, once you've played a track 3 or 4 times, you're pretty much set. It's always the same: the way the corners are taken, the position of your car on a long straight, the right speed. I say: BORING.

Seriously speaking, if you want a racing game that requires a good measure of skill, and gives you a new experience to tackle everytime you load a map/track, then the WRC series games are for you.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to continue driving my Skoda Fabia over that gravel laden terrain.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 11:15 PM 0 comment(s)  

Break.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Why do I keep throwing punches, when my fists won't stop bleeding?
I'm punching air, yet every swing hurts my arms.
I'm fighting a winning battle, but I'm the only one with broken bones.
I know where I stand, where my next step is, yet I keep tripping over my own feet.

My fists just won't stop bleeding.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 10:14 PM 0 comment(s)  

Brown Leaf.
Monday, October 15, 2007

As I sat gazing into my late grandfather's grave, I couldn't help but hear the soft murmurs of my mother, grandmother and aunts as they said a small prayer for him. Having thrust religion aside for some time now, I couldn't bring myself to cite the Al- Fatihah like everyone else. I spoke to him with my heart - I asked that he forgive whatever wrongs I may have committed, to him or any member of the family, and most importantly I asked him to watch over my family, give them the strength that they need to get through whatever trying times that they may face.

I tried to ask for something for myself, but the words just didn't seem to form.

As everyone got up and left, I took a moment to look around.
This cemetery...

... a place where the dearly departed are buried, a place where memories of sorrow and joy are easily rekindled in the mind's eye, a place where people choose to bury moments that will never come while striving to get up and move on...

... this very cemetery, seemed so perfect.
It has always seemed to me, that whenever I visit a graveyard, I find the place so unnaturally soothing. It's as though the rest of the world isn't even a part of it. Here the trees sway gently in the cooling breeze, the clouds roll by ever so gracefully. The birds sing a humble song, the earth so soft it cushions every step taken.

And in that few moments spent there, there's a feeling inside that tells you everything is just as it is. No matter what may go wrong on the outside, this cemetery will remain untouched, unaffected.

Cemeteries have always been one of the few places where I can enter a state of relaxedness that I can't find even in my own home. Sounds morbid, doesn't it?
Maybe because I've always been so... fascinated with death.
So much so that I constantly wake up to recurring dreams of myself dying. I sometimes wonder: how would things be like when I'm dead?
Will they mourn my death, or celebrate my departure?
Will they remember me for what I did, or for what I didn't do?
Will they keep my memory alive, or strive to forget me?

So many questions. One can only wonder if one's existence has ever had more positive than negative impacts on anyone around.
And what else of death? While I may question the deeds of the future for those around me, I also question the very thing about death: what happens when death comes?
Do we turn to be nothing but a cold body under turned soil? Is there anything after death?
Does Heaven and Hell really exist? Or are they merely fictional places designed by the fickle human mind, in the hopes of instilling enough hope and fear into people that they may carry themselves as a strong-willed society, righteous in almost every deed?
I guess this is where religion comes back into the fray. But that's for another time.

Tread not a road with eyes shut - moving blindly is but a walk of misdirection with the hope of capturing that which can't be seen.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 3:16 PM 0 comment(s)  

Celebration.
Friday, October 12, 2007

A. Dewind wishes everyone a Selamat Hari Raya.
Have a good weekend people :)

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 10:26 PM 1 comment(s)