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Learning Java

June 19th, 2007 | Posted by pftq in Blabberbox | #

        Will be taking Java at a college this summer.   Thought it was Javascript at first, but ah well.   The two are close enough I think.

        I’m trying to look at a few tutorials and know a bit of it before I start the course though.   Currently, I’m just using the the main Java Tutorials off the official site, but if anyone knows some other good tutorials, do let me know.   Thanks!

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Death

June 11th, 2007 | Posted by pftq in 42 | #

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Click Race

June 11th, 2007 | Posted by pftq in 42 | #

  The object of the game is to click the Click Me! links to go to the next page. If you aren't quick enough, you get sent back to the previous page. Each page gives you less and less time to click the link. There are 10 pages; the page number is displayed in the page name.
  Very basic and html pages.  Just something I made way back in 2006... when I didn't know any web design... and when I didn't know any better. Tongue
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MTV Movie Spoof Contest

May 19th, 2007 | Posted by pftq in Blabberbox | #

  Several of my friends have created two videos for MTV’s Movie Spoof competition.   I helped them edit the video here and there.   This was 4 weeks worth of work, none stop - including mis-schedulings,  certain unreliable people, and the fact it takes hours for just a minute of video to save! :O

  The videos have been submitted to mtvmovieawards.yahoo.com, so they should be up soon.   Look for these two by jfk_mmc:

Vote 5 stars peoples! :D

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On Fire 2

April 30th, 2007 | Posted by pftq in Stuck in My Head | #
On Fire 2 by EON
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One Equals 0.99999...

April 29th, 2007 | Posted by pftq in 42 | #

Confusing math…
  I came across this a few times. They say once you go into Calculus, it’s understandable, but me having not gone that far, find this pretty strange…
x = 0.99999…
10x = 9.99999…
10x-x = 9.99999……[More]

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Things That Are Funny

April 29th, 2007 | Posted by pftq in 42 | #

Funny quotes, funny facts, weird headlines, and more!

  Here you will find a compilation of silly things I find on the net. This includes quotes, facts, jokes, and more. Only good stuff is put here (as usual on this site Tongue ). Useful if you happen to work on the the school newspaper or something.
  This list is always growing. If you happen to find any you consider really good, feel free to send them to me. Please keep it clean.
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Photo Competition

April 28th, 2007 | Posted by pftq in Blabberbox | #

Sorry been fading away lately.   Very busy meself. :(

However, I did have time to create a photo montage, but only because that’s an assignment given by my art teacher.   The photo will be submitted to a competition.   This is my first time using Photoshop to edit photos.   Constructive critisism would be great. :D

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8. Reunion

April 14th, 2007 | Posted by pftq in Possibility | #
   Slap! It came so hard across my cheek.  I glanced wildly for a moment, bewildered and confused.
   “Mom!” I cried out.  “What was that for?”
   A second, nearly identical woman walked into view behind who I called Mom.  Both looked alike and had on the same clothes.  The second only had slightly longer hair and was smaller in stature.  She stared at me in what appeared to be ghastly shock and disbelief.
   I glanced back at the first woman, who suddenly roared out in an astonishingly deep voice, “I’M YOUR FATHER!”
   Time seemed to stand still just then.  I blinked a few times.  Well, I blinked only once, but that one blink seemed to last forever.  It took me a moment to realize that it was only I who moved slowly, as my supposed father scratched his head and tapped his finger impatiently.
   It all became clear to me just then.  How could I have been so stupid? First not recognizing my own father was bad enough; mistaking him for Mom is just shame.  Then again, I did always confuse the two.  How one confuses his own parents I do not know myself.
   “Tom quit beating our son,” my mother sighed.  “It’s no wonder he can’t remember us.”
   Dad stepped back and sat himself onto a stool, slightly embarrassed but stubborn nonetheless.  “He was the one screaming!” he argued.  “And he called me Mom!”
   “It’s not my fault you both look so alike,” I grumbled.  “Where am I anyways? I can’t remember a thing.”
   Something was itching the back of my mind though; something wasn’t quite right.  What was wrong? Well I couldn’t figure out where I was, but there was something more to it.  Something about my parents…
   Suddenly my dad stood up proudly.  “Son! Have you wondered just where we have been all these years?”
   That one statement was all I needed.  Dad’s lone suggestion set off an avalanche within my head.  Once again, thoughts and memory, I never knew I had, poured into my skull.  It all came back to me in a flash.  Literally.
   “Tom! I told you that was a bad idea!” Mom suddenly cried out.  “You overloaded his poor little head.”
   Machines nearby that I failed to notice before were suddenly flaring red.  An alarm sounded somewhere in the room, and a green tinge lit the walls.  I wasn’t sure where I was, but I knew this wasn’t home.
   “Wendy, you said that over a decade ago!” Dad shouted, straining his voice against the alarm.  “I would think his head has grown at least by now!”
   “Well you were wrong!”
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Barely Made It Back

April 7th, 2007 | Posted by pftq in Blabberbox | #

Bah, last time I’m riding a plane for a long time.   First we get delayed because the co-pilot got stuck in a traffic jam.   Then the plane arrives late for the connection and we barely make it in time for the next flight.   When we finally get home, the luggage is missing! They say they’ll deliver it to our home as soon as they find it.   Shame I had pretty much everything in there. <_<

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Spring Break

March 30th, 2007 | Posted by pftq in Blabberbox | #

Gonna be gone the entire spring break.   I might drop in once in a while depending on if I have internet access where I’m at - though I probably won’t stay on long enough to do anything.   Please do not email me during the break unless it’s really important - I don’t want to browse through 5 pages of junk when I get back.   Thanks!

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France Releases All UFO Info

March 24th, 2007 | Posted by pftq in Blabberbox | #

France puts secret UFO archive on web

Found this article.   Looks like the government is, for certain, hiding some things afterall.   It’s a pretty interesting read and summary of what exactly is on the site.   There’s access to every single UFO-related case in France - so definitely something you can dig through if you like that sort of stuff or you’re bored.

The site takes forever to load though (probably because it is very popular at the moment; Yahoo states it is receiving tons of visitors at once).   Also, the entire site is in French.

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Hollowman

March 21st, 2007 | Posted by pftq in Stuck in My Head | #
Hollowman by cornandbeans
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The Sewers

March 21st, 2007 | Posted by pftq in Stuck in My Head | #
The Sewers by cornandbeans
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Sun and Moon

March 10th, 2007 | Posted by pftq in Stuck in My Head | #
Sun and Moon by NightHawk222
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Universe City

March 5th, 2007 | Posted by pftq in Stuck in My Head | #
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Tree Warriors

February 12th, 2007 | Posted by pftq in Stories | #
        The great and powerful tree stood proud and tall.   The rebels of men shuddered under its might.   For centuries, man has struggled in vain against the growing power of trees, but now, man has gathered enough strength, enough courage, to rid themselves of the trees once and for all!

        And so the tree deployed its minions, the grassblades, against the evercoming rebels.   The men roared and screamed at the sight of the seemingly infinite number of enemies before them.   At last, they realized to their horror; they were painfully outnumbered.

        But fear not! For the rebels had been well prepared and a secret weapon was at their disposal.   One of the lowly rebels scurried quickly and returned with the long awaited... lawnmower.   And with this lawnmower, the rebels advanced, plowing through the endless fields of grass, charging through flying grassroots and chunks of dirt and mud.

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7. Eye to I

February 8th, 2007 | Posted by pftq in Possibility | #
   There was stillness in the pitch-black night.  Not a single creature scurried; not a worm crawled.  Effort to hear even the breathing of one’s own lungs would put strain on the ears, and yet be in vain.  It was a world where a blind, deaf man and the most athletic person in history could stand side by side, eye to eye, and not know the other was there.
   So strange it is to be in such a place, I thought.  Where am I? Who am I? Have I yet to be born?
   I pondered for a moment, searching hard and long for answers I could not find.  At times, I found myself squinting my eyes, only to realize I should be searching my memory instead.  It was difficult to differentiate between the world outside and my very own mind.  Whether I was actually looking about or thinking to myself, I could scarcely tell.  Both my head and the world around me were empty and dark.
   A booming voice echoed from beyond.  “Worthless planet being! We are not worthless planet beings! We are from other planet! We worthful other planet beings! What is your name?!”
   I could not perceive the significance of the statement, nor understand it.  It was as if I was listening to aliens from another planet, but I did not say that, in fear of insulting the seemingly higher beings.
   Instead I questioned back as politely as I could, “Are you God? Am I in heaven? Why is heaven so dark?”
   “WRONG YOU BAFFOON! We are not dog! We eat dog! Tell us your name!”
   This statement, I understood and cheerfully replied, “Ah, so you speak English?”
   After what seemed an eternity, I suddenly noticed a finger against my nose.  The finger was the only object visible amidst the darkness; the hand attached to it was faded away and hidden in the shadows.  It must have been there for some time, for I felt neither pressure nor pain; the nail of it appeared to have been dug deep into my skin.
   Was it my finger? I wondered.  What did my finger even look like?
   I glanced at it again.  Lack of light made it incredibly difficult to examine the finger, but it appeared to be a shade of green.  Several spikes rose off its sides and a strangely familiar sapphire ring enclosed it.
   Was my finger green? Did I have a ring? What is sapphire?
   I pointed my eyes inward and focused more intensely upon it, as it was the only thing there was to look at it, but immediately I experienced a terrible headache.  A sharp numbing pierced my eyes and my brain throbbed feverishly.  My eyes felt as if yanked from their sockets, and I immediately redirected them toward the black space before me.
   What just happened? Why did I feel pain? Should I try again?
   And so I did, only this time, the pain came back twice as strong and my dizziness three times as disorienting.  My brain seemed to have become dislodged from the interior of my skull, spinning independently about.  Was the world spinning with me? I could not tell.  All I could see was the finger still attached to my nose, its nail wedged deeply into my skin, although I could not feel it.
   Then out of nowhere, an alarm rang.  The folds of darkness lifted to reveal a blinding white light.  Deafening noises blasted their way into my eardrums, shredding every one of them.  Memories overwhelmingly flooded back into my head; I felt my scalp burn and stretch, my head ready to burst open.
   I slapped my hand at my head to keep it shut, but it met a small, hard ball.  My headache only grew as I struggled to understand the new revelation.
   Why is my head so small?! I screamed in my mind.  No wonder I have headache!
   After a moment however, I realized the absurdity of my previous statement.  It could be my eyeball.  That would make more sense.  It would also explain my headache if my eye was detached…
   That must mean my head had burst! I realized alarmingly.
   “What are you screaming about?” the voice of an elderly woman grumbled.
   A hard fist collided with my nostrils, freeing the mysterious finger.  My eyes cleared to reveal my surroundings.  The shock of what lay before me almost sent me hurling back into the depths of insanity.
   “Mom?!”
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Jane Eyre

February 2nd, 2007 | Posted by pftq in Recently Read | #
Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë
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Fort Wars Almost Lagfree

January 28th, 2007 | Posted by pftq in Blabberbox | #

        After a few hours work, I’ve managed to create a single trigger (opposed to the original 30) that controlled every single spawn line.   Originally, each spawnline had its own constantly looping function, and each player had his/her own set.   You’d have around 30*Players number of looping triggers every moment.

        Now I managed to combine them all, so you have only 1*Players, a maximum of 8 at any given time on an 8 player map.     This should drastically reduce the lag of any Fort Wars game.

        Hopefully I finish 3.1 soon and release. :D

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