I’m currently playing Metroid Prime on Nintendo Gamecube, and damn, it’s addictive! I’ve already managed to acquire the Spider Ball and Ice Beam; which pretty much means I’m spending too much time playing that game when I really should be studying. ;p
Anyway, for a long time I always thought that Samus Aran (the character you play as) was a machine that they happened to designate as being a female, but it turns out that she’s really a human woman wearing robotic armor. Apparently, the space pirates who created those freaks-of-nature Metroids also slaughtered the human colony she lived on when she was a child. She was the only survivor, and was left orphaned as well. Some winged people called the Chozo, who were passing by the planet on their ship, decided to go take a closer look at the destroyed colony, when the found a crying girl among the wreckage. They decided to adopt her and raise her as one of their own, and they were also the ones who created that armor for her (it’s supposed to be as strong as Chozo skin or something like that). She also got an infusion of Chozo blood (yikes, I wonder what that feels like).
I also read that in the very first Metroid game that was released, the players didn’t find out that Samus is a female until the very end, where she takes off her helmet and reveals her real gender. It is said that that was one of the classic surprises in Nintendo history. ^_^
Monday, January 27, 2003
It’s kinda funny how, in the Extended version of The Fellowship Of The Ring, Pippin ate something like five of those Lembas bread things. I’m surprised he didn’t go into some crazy sugar high! If one bite is enough to give a person the energy to last him/her the entire day, then imagine what five entire cakes would do! Haha, it would’ve been funny if Pippin’s body was still twitching for days after.
Saturday, January 25, 2003
It seems like those damn spammers are getting more powerful...now I keep getting those grey pop-ups even though I don't have any windows open. Stuff like, "Buy a university degree', 'Come check out my web-cam' and 'You've won a great prize'. Grrr, #$!% those idiots!!!
Man, those chemistry labs sucked. The one I did last week, which was my very first university lab ever, was a complete disaster! Even though I read over the procedure days in advance and made a careful plan of how I was going to divide my time, I still couldn’t finish it in the four hours we had. Well, a lot of other people had problems and had to come in the next day to finish it, too, so at least I’m not the only one.
It’s such a pain having to clean those pipettes before using them. And then after they’re clean, trying to get that damn meniscus to the mark is so annoying. Burettes are annoying, too. I suppose once I become more accustomed to using the equipment and glassware, I’ll be able to do the stuff faster, and hopefully it won’t be so annoying afterwards.
Twice so far I accidentally inhaled a bit of acid vapor. The first time was last week, when I was bringing a beaker containing steaming nitric acid to my bench (a lab bench, by the way, isn’t a bench that you sit on. It’s the long black counter thing that you do the experiments on). As I was walking, the steam went towards my face, and I accidentally breathed some of it in. It kinda feels like burning in your nose. The second time was yesterday, when I was disposing of the concentrated sulfuric acid. With acids and bases, you have to pour them SLOWLY down the sink with the water running. I didn’t realize that there would be quite a bit of vapor being released as the acid was being poured, even though it’s being poured slowly, and once again I unintentionally smelled the vapor. Stinging feeling. Gee, my sense of smell isn’t exactly top notch as it is, and after those two incidents, it’s probably been taken down another peg. A WHOLE PEG!!! (as Principal Skinner in The Simpsons said, hehe).
It there’s one chemical you don’t want to spill on yourself, it’s concentrated sulfuric acid. After I pipetted a bit into the solutions (which was a stressful ordeal, because I was so scared I’d spill some on myself), I put the pipette down on a paper towel. Some of the acid was wiped off onto the towel when I put it down, and I noticed a little while later that it actually burned a little hole through the towel. Hmm, imagine getting that stuff in your eye? Ouch.
It’s such a pain having to clean those pipettes before using them. And then after they’re clean, trying to get that damn meniscus to the mark is so annoying. Burettes are annoying, too. I suppose once I become more accustomed to using the equipment and glassware, I’ll be able to do the stuff faster, and hopefully it won’t be so annoying afterwards.
Twice so far I accidentally inhaled a bit of acid vapor. The first time was last week, when I was bringing a beaker containing steaming nitric acid to my bench (a lab bench, by the way, isn’t a bench that you sit on. It’s the long black counter thing that you do the experiments on). As I was walking, the steam went towards my face, and I accidentally breathed some of it in. It kinda feels like burning in your nose. The second time was yesterday, when I was disposing of the concentrated sulfuric acid. With acids and bases, you have to pour them SLOWLY down the sink with the water running. I didn’t realize that there would be quite a bit of vapor being released as the acid was being poured, even though it’s being poured slowly, and once again I unintentionally smelled the vapor. Stinging feeling. Gee, my sense of smell isn’t exactly top notch as it is, and after those two incidents, it’s probably been taken down another peg. A WHOLE PEG!!! (as Principal Skinner in The Simpsons said, hehe).
It there’s one chemical you don’t want to spill on yourself, it’s concentrated sulfuric acid. After I pipetted a bit into the solutions (which was a stressful ordeal, because I was so scared I’d spill some on myself), I put the pipette down on a paper towel. Some of the acid was wiped off onto the towel when I put it down, and I noticed a little while later that it actually burned a little hole through the towel. Hmm, imagine getting that stuff in your eye? Ouch.
Saturday, January 11, 2003
Whoa, I just had a bad scare involving the birds. About five minutes ago, my sister was yelling "Get in here quick!!!" I rushed to our room, and poor little Obi had his foot caught on one of the cage toys. The string on that toy was all chewed up and splitting and tangled, and he somehow got his claw tangled in there. When he got stuck, he started panicking and sqwaking and struggling. Considering how fragile the bones of little birds are, I was afraid he'd break his leg if he fell from the bars. I tried to get his claw untangled, but it was quite difficult with him struggling like crazy (not to mention biting me like crazy). My sis handed me some scissors and I managed to cut the string and get him loose.
I'm just relieved that I was home at the time, because he would certainly have injured himself; he could've broken his leg from struggling, or he might've even resorted to chewing away at his claw to free himself (I heard of a similar incident where a budgie chewed away at his leg to free himself from a tangle). Or I may even have come home to find him hanging motionless.
I'm just relieved that I was home at the time, because he would certainly have injured himself; he could've broken his leg from struggling, or he might've even resorted to chewing away at his claw to free himself (I heard of a similar incident where a budgie chewed away at his leg to free himself from a tangle). Or I may even have come home to find him hanging motionless.
