In the words of the now legendary Borat, “Very nice!”

(Incidentally, I found this quote online:

I’ve decided I’m absolutely sick of Borat quotes. If I hear another “High-Five!” or “Very nice,” someone is going to die.

I hope the owner of this quote doesn’t read my blog or I might die!)

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So, like, I’m a finalist in the Most Entertaining Blog category of the Omy S’pore Blog Awards.

The site navigation is a little confusing but just follow these simple steps!

Help me win this award!

1. Click here to vote!
2. Click on the “Vote Now” button!

   

3. Enter your e-mail and choose a password on the spot.
4. Fill in the rest of the forms and click on my picture to vote!
5. Do this once a day to help increase my votes!

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To sweeten the deal, here’s an incentive!

All voters stand a chance to win cool holiday prizes!

Click here to learn more.

I’m currently in the Top 3 position but I need your help to stay there!

That’s me in the bottom right corner. I wish they wouldn’t use that picture, though. It’s a little outdated!

Maybe this one?

I took this picture two days ago, so it’s very, very new! Hehe!

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Now, with this nomination, I feel obliged to make my blog even more entertaining in order to live up to expectations.

Not that it’s a bad thing. It has been my goal since Day 1 to entertain people. Being selected as a finalist in this blog awards validates all my efforts so far and I’m very thankful to the organisers for picking me!

Very nice!

If you’ve ever enjoyed reading my blog, please vote for me!

And help me blog about it to spread the word if you can!

Thank you, and see you in the next post! ;)

After a few amusing days of heated discussion over my post: “Ladies, stop getting seduced by pickup artists“, the dust has finally settled.

It’s peace and happy harmony once more in Sheylaraville!

Not that I want to stir any more shit by writing a followup post, but there are individuals that I need to thank.

Firstly, for leaving a comment in the post and supporting my blog, I want to thank:

Miss Loi, xinyun, arzhou, a_x, Shu Yen, dead_cockroach, Ethan, Sham, JayWalk, shardz, Jason Geek, aig, sylv, Pingping, yongwei, Jesta, Alex, K, Fish, kucing robot jantan

For pretending to be partial but actually disguising insults in subtext, thank you, Raken. (lol)

For exercising your sense of justice and telling the hermaphrodite karen off, but in the process getting yourself flamed by him/her, my utmost thanks to:

Daryl Tay, Jacelyn, The Goonfather, modchip, starm|st, clauds, Anlooo, Candice, Mince Pye, aiyahwhatever, Ruok

And to the beautiful few who liberally sprinkled glowing testimonials of me and the Goonfather in your arguments, thank you deeply. You’re the best! I’m touched by your show of friendship!

Rachel, Wang Wang, Minou, Chong

Finally, to the three very special cousins in my life, with whom I grew up, played and bickered endlessly. Thank you for jumping to my defence. I didn’t even know you read my blog (except Monster)! You’ll always be my bestest and dearest cousins!

Monster, HaLLoweeN, Joanne

Oh, wait, there is actually one more person I need to thank.

Thank you, karen, for providing me and my readers with two days of amusement. The selfless way you threw yourself into the line of fire is very admirable.

Alrighty, now, if you’re wondering, the answer is no. I’m not upset at all by the words uttered by karen the hermaphrodite.

I feel sorry for people who get off on indiscrimately insulting everyone that crosses their paths. They are bitter, lonely individuals who need our sympathy and help and love. There’s absolutely no need to get upset with them.

Nevertheless, I feel comforted and loved by all you people who rose to my defence. That is the silver lining in this absurd mess, and my life is all the better for it! Thank you again. Love you all.

I was having tea with Ely one leisurely afternoon when she suddenly pointed behind me and exclaimed in shock, “OYO!!”

I don’t know what kind of an exclamation that was. It was part fear, part amazement, part apocalyptic.

It gave me a scare.

I thought maybe someone was creeping up behind me to try to sell me a gym membership (gym membership salesmen being the new insurance agents) because I look like I really need to go to the gym.

I turned around and followed Ely’s finger. There was something creeping behind me, alright.

I released a more universally understood exclamation.

“OMG!” I exclaimed.

For the next 10 seconds, both of us gaped in astonishment as this little guy walked past our table.

“Poor thing!!!” cried Ely in sympathy.

It was a balding bird.

“So cute!!” I gushed.

The little bird strolled past nonchalantly, enjoying the afternoon sun.

He looks cute to me but I wonder if he gets shunned in avian country.

When I was writing this post, the Goonfather saw the picture on my screen and exclaimed, “Hey! Where did you get a chicken?”

“It’s not a chicken lah!” I narrowed my eyes at him.

“It IS a chicken!” he insisted. “It has bird flu.”

“It a mynah!” I said.

“It looks like it’s trying to be a vulture,” the Goonfather shared.

I tried to take a video of it but the little guy didn’t like it and kept running off and hiding behind chair and table legs so I only managed to get a clear shot of it for like three seconds in the beginning.

I guess I wouldn’t like it either if some strange girl who looks like she needs a gym membership were to start following me around with a video camera.

Welcome to another edition of Gamer Girl Friday! To those of you who have been supporting this little project of mine (silently or vocally), thank you very much! The reason I’m still going strong is you!

I haven’t had much of grand editorial plan for GGF so far. Like, I don’t plan my issues ahead and I just kinda write whatever appeals to me at the moment.

So, I know I’m not producing the best work I can, but I can only get better with your help.

Writing quality content, while having fun doing it, is my ultimate goal.

Thank you for being with me on my journey!

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Table of Contents

1. Have you created your Spore?
2. Playing Battlefield: Bad Company
3. Don’t play this alone in the dark
4. Adventures of Sheylara the Barbarian Part 6
5. Xbox Live Gold Subscription Card goes to…
6. Ask Sheylara
7. Want a cool PS3 keychain?

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Have you created your Spore?

Hewwo! I’m a cute purple blob!

Bweek! Fweek!

Oooh! My creator just gave me pincers!

I look weird. =(

Snip snip!

Yippeee! I have eyes and legs!! And a tail!

Look ma! Hands!!!

Oh, OOH! We’re going into the painting room next!

Aww, why am I still purple? I like yellow!

Aniwehs, I love being a freak!

Oookies. You can go to EA to download the client to make your own freak!

Like, you can stick body parts anywhere on your blob and adjust sizes and angles for everything! You can give your creature a zillion eyes if you want to!

I’m glad I don’t have a zillion eyes. I wouldn’t know what to do with them.

I can be found in the game called Spore, created by The Sims creator Will Wright! But the game won’t be released till September. =(

Aww, don’t be sad. I will dance for you, okie?

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Playing Battlefield: Bad Company

Pretty cool game. There’s a lot of humour in the cutscenes and the gameplay dialogue. Funny storyline. Feels like you’re watching a movie. Nice graphics, with cinematic effects at times.

Here’s a video of the demo gameplay, played by the Goonfather.

Yup, it’s as good as the reviews are saying!

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Don’t play this alone in the dark

Because, as the game title suggests, you’re Alone in the Dark. And playing this game alone in the dark is going to be freaky, especially when zombies jump out of nowhere to try and eat you.

I uploaded a funny video of it more than two months ago. (Filmed it at the Xbox 360 party where we were given a sneak preview of the game.)

It has finally launched (only on the Xbox 360 for now) and I am alerted to that fact by the sudden influx of comments I’m getting in YouTube for the video.

So, I’m embedding it once more for my newer readers. It’s worth a look because it’s a funny video to the theme of “pwned by a zombie chick”!

Anyone getting the game?

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Adventures of Sheylara the Barbarian Part 6

Sheylara couldn’t wait to bop enemies on the head with her new hammer.

“HWAH!! Come to momma!”

Excitedly, she wandered off in search of an enemy.

The ditzy barbarian girl came upon a one-armed man who looked rather like a statue.

“Hi!” Sheylara said chirpily. “Are you an enemy?”

“Um, no,” said the man. “Why should I be an enemy?”

“Aww, are you sure you’re not an enemy?”

“Quite sure.”

“Are you very, very, absolutely sure?”

“Lady, see here now! I’m a one-armed man who looks rather like a statue, for goodness’ sake! Why would I be your enemy??”

“I don’t know. I just thought, maybe.”

“I quite assure you that I’m not an enemy.”

“Alright, then.”

Dejectedly, Sheylara wandered off to see if she might not find an enemy before too long.

Soon, she came upon a muscular red-haired man.

“Are you an enemy?” Sheylara asked doubtfully.

“Nope,” said the man. “I am the famous Captain Redrik, scourge of the southern coasts. If I have slain one of yer loved ones and it’s revenge ye seek, then a duel to yer death it is!”

“Well, you didn’t exactly…”

“If ye have business with me, speak!”

“Kthxbye.”

Fortunately for Sheylara, she possessed at least half an ounce of brain matter, which advised her that she’d better leave well (and beefy captains) alone.

She decided to get on with seeking her destiny, as the lady in white in the previous episode had told her.

As she plodded along in search of the island in the south, a dodgy character pssted her.

“Psst!”

“What’s with this city and psst?” asked Sheylara rhetorically.

“Lady,” said a man with a strange cape that covered his chin and a bit of his nose.

“Hi,” Sheylara responded.

“I am Idogbe. Heard of me?”

“No.”

“Aww, dang,” lamented the man. “Do you think I should start a blog? Bloggers seem to get famous quite easily these days.”

“I suppose,” said Sheylara. “I will read your blog if you tell me where the island is.”

“Awesome! The harbor is just right there! Leave comments, too, will ya?”

“Sure, if I’m not too busy. I gotta find some enemies to bop on the head, as you can tell, seeing as I got a bigass hammer and all.”

So, off to the harbor Sheylara went. She spotted a grouchy guard standing guard.

“Oh, hello!” she waved.

The guard ignored her.

“Hellooooo,” waved Sheylara again. “Tell me about the harbor!”

“Harbor’s not your business, stranger. Leave me alone.”

Sheylara considered momentarily hitting the surly guard over the head with her hammer, then thought better of it. He did have a silly-looking spiky thing on his head and she didn’t want to break her new hammer.

“You people in this city aren’t very friendly,” she told the guard. “I shan’t bother with the lot of you anymore!”

It was then that the disillusioned barbarian girl decided it was a good time to go for a midnight swim.

After all, what was a swimsuit for if not for swimming in?

“Last one in’s a rotten egg!” she cried to no one in particular and jumped into the water.

“Ahhhhhh,” Sheylara luxuriated, all the stresses of the day washing off her.

She swam and swam.

And swam.

And enjoyed the caressing waters.

And swam.

And suddenly found herself on an island.

“Ooh, I found my island!”

First order of business was to take some touristy camwhore photos.

“Nice! Now, what shall I do on this island?”

Wandering around, she spotted an old man sitting by a campfire.

“Ooh, maybe that’s an enemy I can try my hammer on!

Happily, she ran towards the old man.

“Are you an enemy?” she asked.

Startled out of his reverie, the old man said, “Of course not, you dumb blonde. Now sit down and listen to my story because I’m part of your destiny quest.”

“Oh, alright.”

While listening to a somewhat long and tedious story, Sheylara camwhored. She was kinda getting into it.

Before long, the storytelling old man lulled her into a drowsy daze and she eventually fell into a dreamless slumber, all thoughts of quests and hammers and camwhoring forgotten.

Once again, Sheylara wasted another episode of Adventures of Sheylara the Barbarian not doing anything very exciting, but that’s the way the story goes.

At least, she felt, her life is a little bit more fun than that of the old man whose grandfather story put her to sleep.

(To be continued next week…)

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Xbox Live Gold Subscription Card goes to…

Dexter Tiah!!!

Congratulations! You win this for simply posting a comment in last week’s GGF! Hope you have fun with Xbox Live! I will be contacting you by e-mail for the delivery of your prize!

Those who didn’t win this time, don’t be disappointed. There will be more in the future, I’m sure!

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Ask Sheylara

Ask me any gaming-related questions! Post them in the comments or e-mail me, I don’t really care. I will try to answer all questions (unless I get like 500 questions a day).

Alex Tung asks a general question:

If I had to decide between Nintendo Wii and a PSP, which one should I get? I am not into cute games… not much of a Guitar Hero fan too… I like RPGs with fantasy/magic/dungeons & dragons themes and stuff. The last time i bought a console (PS2), it ended up rotting in my storeroom after a year. So… any sort of advice is appreciated.

Sheylara Says:

See, the thing is, if you really like RPGs, you wouldn’t have let your PS2 rot in the storeroom because the PS2 was, like, famous for its great library of RPGs (e.g. Final Fantasy). So I’m going to assume that the reason that happened was because you didn’t have time to play games.

If that’s the case, then the PSP will be a better choice because it’s portable. You can play on the go, while waiting in queues, while waiting for your girlfriend, or whenever. Well, of course, the PSP also has more RPGs than the Wii.

Wii has the monopoly on cute games. So if you’re not into cute games, your Wii will just rot in the storeroom together with your PS2, I think.

Wishbone asks a camwhore question:

For a person who isn’t that photogenic, how would you tell him/her how to pose for photos?

Sheylara Says:

Everyone has a good side. Just take tons of photos, try all kinds of angles and all kinds of smiles and expressions to find the best one! Yes, it may sound strange, but looking good in photos requires practice just like everything else.

If that’s not working, then wear makeup, or wear a mask.

Apoorv Khatreja asks a comparison question:

If you had to choose a favorite, which one would you choose – GTA IV or Super Mario (The classic version for SNES)?

Sheylara Says:

Definitely GTA IV. I’ve never been much of a Super Mario fan, although I do like some of the characters like the mushrooms and goomba.

But GTA beats everything else hands down, anyway!

junkie asks a Super Mario Bros question:

Did you play Super Mario Bros (the wildly popular one in the 90s), and if so, did you ever finish (I couldn’t because mum would yell at me to STOP PLAYING NOW before I even came close!)? If so, what happens at the end? I was convinced that this game was programmed to go on forever.

Sheylara Says:

Eh, what’s the fascination with Super Mario, you guys? The only Super Mario games I like are the party games! Hehe. Like the one on the Wii where it’s like a board game (Mario Party 8) and also the board game one on the DS.

I don’t generally like 2D side-scrolling games, and I find endless coin collecting very annoying.

What a shame your mum never let you finish it, though. You should have told her that she needs to let you rescue Princess Peach if she ever wants to have a daughter-in-law and cute grandchildren.

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Want a cool PS3 keychain?

This keychain is very cool!! I would keep it for myself if I’m not already using a Tiffany & Co keychain which I got for Christmas last year.

Anyhoo, here’s a picture of it!

Mouse not included! I only put the mouse in the background so you can have a size reference.

You can open up the keychain to reveal a secret compartment! Oooh!

It’s to store a Sony Memory Stick PRO Duo for your PSP! How cool is that?!

Aww, I’m almost sad to part with it!

But one lucky you is gonna get it! So…

HOW TO WIN THE KEYCHAIN?

Answer these questions:

1. What content(s) do you like in Gamer Girl Friday?
2. What content(s) don’t you like in Gamer Girl Friday?

Most useful/helpful/constructive/impressive answer wins!

Closing Date: July 3, 2008

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Fridays used to mean nothing to me since I don’t have a regular job and, like, every day was a weekend to me.

But now that I’ve suddenly gotten very busy with activities and freelance work, I’ve had to specially put aside weekends for friends and family and fun. Now I look forward to Fridays (and weekends) very much!

Hey, don’t forget to go to VivoCity tomorrow for the UEFA EURO 2008 PS3 tournament! It’s happening from 12 pm till 7 pm at the East Court. I will be there from 12 pm to about 3 pm! Come say hi to me if you spot me!

And, as always, have a great weekend! Love ya!

Remember my recent post about this stranger who sent me a rude Facebook message? If you haven’t read it, go read it here first.

I think Solomon Yeow read my blog because I just got another message from him!

Here’s the original message together with the new message (which I received an hour ago):

OMG. Faint.

I went to check out his profile again. It seems like he has deleted all his profile info (except basic details) and all Facebook apps.

I guess he didn’t like my readers making fun of his words.

Actually, I should give him props for taking it in his stride and not getting all upset with me for creating all that negative publicity for him.

He’s a jolly good fellow and all that.

But now, I want to highlight some links that my readers shared with me, which kinda sheds light on this subject.

K shared this link. It’s a page on this site called Art of Seduction (OMG), which lists a few choice messages you should send to females who put up personal ads in places like dating websites.

Solomon Yeow copied two of these messages wholesale and put them into his message to me.

Well, what the hell is going on here?

So, some dodgy con artist is teaching guys around the world to be rude, arrogant pricks? Pardon my language. Now I’m not pissed off with Solomon Yeow anymore. I’m pissed off with these stupid so-called seduction gurus.

They’re making the world a worse place than ever!

Stan alerted me to this book called The Game by Neil Strauss, which supposedly spreads more of such evil around the world.

(Stupid Stan, stop reading these books!! :P)

Noctalis blogged about my post on Solomon Yeow and presented some research results on the subject.

He found a forum thread in which people discussed the efficiency of rude pickup lines.

I was terribly shocked to see all that.

So, Solomon Yeow wasn’t acting on his own accord. He was rude because he was taught that being rude will get him the chicks.

O-M-F-G.

After learning that, I just kinda felt sorry for him.

But then, now, with his new message, I don’t know what to think anymore.

His new message is as arrogant as his first, although not as rude. I wonder if he picked that up from somewhere, too?

No, I’m not going to reply him. Anyway, he’ll get to read my thoughts here since he’s reading my blog, apparently.

Guys around the world, please stop being jerks just because some lame “gurus” tell you that it will get you girls.

I have no doubt that there are self-loathing, depressed girls who will fall for your lines, but what kind of person would that make you, to prey on weak-minded individuals?

How can you face yourself in the morning?

One day, you’re gonna have a daughter who will herself be a target to lame PUAs.

And, ladies, wise up and stop falling for rude, arrogant men.

Goodness me.