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ARCHIVED NEWS (FEBRUARY 2002)

27/02/02

Tada, here I am. I'm a bit early I guess, but I just felt like beginning my march break a bit sooner. So... where were we? Oh, I think I was about to tell you more about what happened to your favorite lamer during all that time (that makes a little more than four months by the way). Hmmmm... I don't feel all that talkative tonight, so I'll try to make it quick. I guess you won't mind since you probably don't care anyway (if anyone is reading this). There it goes (not necesserily in chronological order; I put stuff down as I remember it):

  • I'm learning Aikibudo, a traditional japanese martial art. I'm currently orange belt and like it a lot, practicing three times a week when I can, which is more often than not: I missed around two or three sessions since I began in september.
  • I'm still trying to get better at modelling using 3ds max, but I don't have much time to devote to it. I'm learning slowly, but not quite as fast as I'd like to. Someday I'll put some screenshots of some stuff I did. I'm currently messing around with the different modelling techniques, ie spline modelling (which, let's face it, is rather outdated and consists in creating series of 2d splines/lines and pulling them into 3d) and box modelling (refining and adjusting the geometry of a primitive, the box, and slowly shaping it into something more complex). There's also patch modelling, which consists in building a complex model by shaping a small piece of it (patch) and subsequently spreading more and more using mroe patches. Today I began working on particle systems, which can create any sort of very cool effects from ahri to smoke to water to esxplosions and stuff. Anyway.
  • Right now I'm following four courses at university, and it hopefully it gets less boring as time goes by. Eventually, it may even become interesting.
  • Hmmmm... My cats are still big fat balls of black hair.
  • I went to a medieval banquet last saturday. It was rather cool. Besides a bunch of oldies, everyone was clad in flax, fur, or was otherwise wearing some sort of more-or-less medieval-looking costume. I got some pictures I'll get online as soon as I get them. Basically, it was a noisy (yet immersive) feast spanning over six hours with songs, music, danse and, of course, foam swords bashing between each service. It was the celebration of Thunar, which was meant to honor Thor, who uses his might hammer Mjöllnir to thwart darkness and frost giants.
  • I don't see my old friends much as most of them moved away to study at a bigger university in a bigger city, either Québec or Montréal. I sure miss ya guys... well, most of you.
  • For some party I once bought some fancy drink which had rather good taste. If you're tired of drinking that disgusting, face-wrenching skunk pee (more commonly referred to as commercial beer), but prefer a good, fruity yet not too sweet drink along with the manly taste of strong alcohol, I suggest you try out the Tequiloca, Rhumfesta and Vodkano. All three are sitributed by the same company. It's rather expensive, but it's worth it: the taste is actually good AND it gets you drunk pretty fast with its 6.1% (or is it 6.2% ?). Even if it has the alcohol of a Molson Dry, it's drunk like fruit juice. So watch out.
  • Damn I don't know what to say now. Nothing much happened after all during all that time. Well I'm still going otu with my lil' sweetie Ob.
  • If you want to see some of my friends (actually, all of those who are left, and my best ones by the way), along with some pics from our Christmas party, have a look at La page des copains-copains! Just look for the word "Noël" in that total mess of madness. Great job guys. :D
  • Damn I'm totally out of ideas now (and I think it was damn about time). I think I'll just leave it that way until I find some more crap to talk about.
Until then, well see ya and try to go easy on the squirrel sandwiches ok?



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26/02/02

Hi guys. I can't babble much tonight since I gotta get ready for tomorrow morning's exam. Computer engineering. Y'know, system analysis and design. Object-oriented modelling methods. That kind of stuff. Anyway. That means study all night (read "about an hour and get bored") and go to bed. Or rather, go to bed and study "all night". Yep, that's more like it. So that's it punks. I should have more time to give ya tomorrow. G'nite!

25/01/02

So you keep coming, eh? You're a nasty bunch o'little rascals aren't you!! *rolls eyes and shakes head* Alright, I'm not dead yet, unfortunately for the web, and especially for Angelfire, whose disk space is being wasted by some moronic lameass stinkpage. SO, how are you doiiiiiiiing!!! Whoever read my last update, well, I miss ya too. Tons of stuff has happened since then, and I totally don't know what to begin with. *ponders* Bah this can wait. Guess what? I had another stupid guts-wrenching, brain-wrecking, pancreas-munching dream to tell.

Well, I was in school. High school, I think. But the place wasn't the school I used to attend. Still, it rang a bell (Ha! School.. bell... Aw, forget it)... Seriously, I had been there before. I felt I knew that place. Anyway. I was with several friends, some I didn't know, sitting somewhere between indoors and outdoors, I couldn't say. There were concrete pillars, a massive counter with wooden benches, but I was sitting on the grass and the sun's rays were illuminating the whole place. People were speaking, eating, and generally messing around like students do during lunch break. One odd thing was that one of the friends I was with was Mat, a cool, big guy who used to be rather... well, not shy, but... silent. I never especially got intimate with that guy back then, he sort of scared me or something. Whatever. In my dream he behaved much like he does today though, and now I'm a bit more comfortable with him. But among our small gang was some little ethnic girl sitting on a bench not far from our spot. You know, dark skinned, dark haired, a bit Middle-Eastern-looking. She wasn't your usual uber-chick (that's not my type anyway), but rather a cute, smart-looking troublemaker wearing a stretch, dark sleeveless top with beige (or grey?) wide pants. She wasn't that voluptuous dream babe of yours, but rather looked simply and naturally beautiful. Well, I'm a bit uncomfortable with what I'll say (don't worry lil' sweetie, she didn't look like Rani at all), but I somehow kept staring at her, admiring her curves and getting lost in her dark eyes. When I realized she didn't shun me either, and was actually also staring at me, I felt something I really am not used to, 'cause I'm not your usual uber-hunk either. I actually felt desirable. Even maybe... sexy.

Even though she was trying to keep her independant, haughty bad girl look, we were sort of admiring each other and, without saying a word, we knew we'd get along very well in other circumstances. It was such a great and satisfying feeling. Then, Mat (you know, that tall, funny guy I told ya about earlier) suddenly brought me back to "reality" by calling my name once or twice, grabbing me by the arm and pulling me to their spot, away from that girl. There, he enticed me to some sort of contest involving ("beats me") some kind of portable computers. He yoinked the one I was (suddenly) carrying, put it on the ground and began fiddling in it, trying to hack into it or something. It looked like, y'know that old orange child's toy you crank and you gotta insert all the yellow parts in their appropriate hole in a board that springs when the timer goes out, flinging the small pieces all around the room... And there was that scary, huge-Jay-Leno-chinned weirdo in the add... Oh yeah, I think it was called Perefection or something!... Anyway. It had its general appearence, and it was about the same size too, but had a small calculator-like screen and keyboard in its middle. So while Mat, who actually doesn't know much more about computers than barely enough to launch his favorite pc games, was trying to hack into it to do another prank of his, I told him he couldn't get to anything with it, that it was outdated and that it could barely add and substract. He chuckled and, realizing after a moment that I was right, he put it down, laughing at me and at my dinosaur. So, considering I had lost or something, they (my bunch of "friends") made me remove my pants. (?! Don't ask me.) Hopefully I wasn't wearing my Simpsons (TM) boxers. Then the bell rang. Leaving the computer thing behind we all stood up and started walking toward our respective classrooms.

Hopefully for me, the cute girl was headed the same way we were. While exchanging brief, provocative glances, we made our way to what looked like a submerged hallway. (Maybe I should quit playing Serious Sam SE for a while: yesterday I played through a level where I had to find my way in an underwater maze... anyway) It went downwards, and when I opened my eyes underwater, I saw a whole ocean-like ecosystem, complete with coral, small fish and shallow water lighting. So we started swimming deeper and deeper to get to the other side, and eventually to our classrooms. After getting used to the unusual environment surrounding me, I looked back at the girl "pour m'enivrer de nouveau de sa beauté" (sorry, go find that part yourself if you care, I just can't seem to be able to translate those words right. Briefly put, it means "getting drunk by her beauty again", but believe me, it sounds much better in french). To my great surprise, she had transformed into a half-jellyfish thing! Not unlike a centaur, she was part pretty bad girl, part fish. :/ Yet, there didn't seem to be any apparent separation between the parts of her new body. It's hard to explain. Actually she looked more like a jellyfish than a human, but when I looked at her I still saw the amazing cuteness that had me mesmerized before. Even though she had become that.. thing, I still couldn't stop being fascinated by her. Her white, translucent body oozing through the water, her narrow tentacles graciously propelling her among the crowd... The more I looked at her, the more she seemed perfect. Then, after swimming around for a while, the hallways turned into coral tunnels and caves, and everything got darker and creepier. There were still plenty of people around swimming to their courses as normal. Then I realized I had somehow got lost. I was alone in the middle of a crowd of strangers, and couldn't seeSuddenly, I sort of panicked as I wasn't able be able to bear being separated from her. She just couldn't go that way! Not now, not already! I wanted to stare again and again at her, never getting tired of her wild beauty. I just wanted to stay with her a little longer! I turned around and began swimming like a dolphin at great speeds in the narrow tunnels, arms by my side, hoping to see my girl behind a corner so that we could keep exchanging glances. I kept swimming, and swimming, and swimming, examining every part of the underwater caves as quickly as I could in hopes of finding her.

I didn't find her again. She had just... disappeared. Vaporized. Like in most of the dreams I tell you about, I was deeply disappointed and saddened... much like if I had just missed something very important. The love of my life? Maybe. Or maybe not. Who knows. It's just a dream after all. After I finally got to the end of the tunnel and realized I wasn't in school anymore and that I had no chance of seeing her again, I woke up. Upside down, once again. Mostly down, actually.

It's when I dream of things like that that I realize my life sucks. When I think about it, I knew that school because I had already dreamed about it before. Yep, I had a dream where I was late and had to find my way to my classroom for an exam, but I didn't know anything about this "new"" school. Don't you think it's weird some elements of my dreams carry on to other dreams? I sure do. It makes me think maybe someday I made a wrong decision or something, and that in my dreams I see what my life could've become. Maybe I could've met different people in different places, could've done different things, lived another life. Maybe I shouldn't be writing all this right now. Maybe I could be living a better life. It's seriously scary you know.

*shakes head* Well, I could chat with you all night, but I'd better get to some Serious alien arse kicking before I get too sentimental. My eyelids are getting damn heavy too. I'll update and then get to it, so that I may finish Persepolis in Serious Sam. I'll tell ya more aobut me and what I've become tomorrow, if you want to. Until then, take care guys, and good night.