Saturday, March 10, 2007

Paintball

Daryl, Sean, his friends from CHS and I. Went for a paintball match organised by Max. It was kinda fun but i wasn't too satisfied with my game. (He he, you were a great shot Max, no grudges on you). Its just that the mask i got was so badly scratched that i can't even aim right, even with a better gun (I was given a better gun because i was team leader). The marker (gun) had MP5 type sights and prove to be useful in the shooting ground. The thing i hated most was not being able to confirm hits and getting killed in almost every round. I wish every player get different coloured balls, but that couldn't happen.

I can't blame the equipment for having a suckky game. Its my first time playing and i am kinda short-sighted. My team did win most of the time though. They are good at surviving and Daryl actually executed flanking, REAL FLANKING (good job D), he definitely enjoyed his game. It was good experience, and i look forward to playing again in the jungle map. Next time, I'll be back with experience and moves i didn't execute during the game. I rather be sniper that team capt now.




The entrance to the jungle map. A tree fell in it, so we can't use it.


Marshal watching over some mat salleh kids playing.


Mat salleh kids were pretty good.


There is a freakin pond next to the Paintball place.


I like how the tree bends over the water.


I wish I bought my rod here. This guy caught a whole bunch of Sembilang


Daryl.


Me acting cool with the gun.


Darn mask are scratched to hell.


Gas canisters filled with CO2. Cold.


Practicing shots in the shooting ground.


Daryl and Victor.


I am leader of Red Team. (aka Stryker-clan)
-Charles, Sean, KH, Kesvick, Daryl, Me & Cy-
KH and Cy please report in (post a comment with ur name and address) if you see this.


I hate this map.


Listening to the safety talk. Guy with my orange cap is Kesvick.
He is supposed to be annoying but he seem alright to me.
('The Gay' is worst)


Who's the coolest?


"Riflemen in the battlefield never get to know who they
kill or did they even kill at all, Snipers always know"
-Saito, Ghost in the Shell 2nd Gig, Poker face-

Gundam

Here are some pictures of my gundam collection. Note: Everything here is 1:144 scale except for Strike Freedom which is in 1:100 scale.


Destiny Gundam ZGMF-X42s

























Strike Freedom Gundam ZGMF-X20A

I have two!!





Picasaed this pic.







Henie Westenfluss Custom Gouf ZGMF-X2000









Infinite Justice Gundam ZGMF-X19A

Check out the lining.












End up, didn't delete blog.

I ended up not deleting 'Boring life brought to you by Stryker'. Instead, i just changed the name to 'Stryker's Videos and Tall Tales' and the URL to justsoyouremember.blogspot.com so it more rememberable.

Friday, March 9, 2007

Deleting Strykerwsp

I am deleting my first blog 'Boring life brought to you by Stryker', cause its more or less dead and its URL is kinda hard for "some people" to remember. I hate writing, I only like it if other people appriciate my work. I prefer to let my photos do the talking (mentioned that in the last post), so this will me my only blog, unless i make a new one (thinking of making Strykersvedios, hmm...). This is also my first post on Stryker's Pix whitout a pix. Expect more. Not a lot though. Out.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Student Exchange Programme

On the 9th-11th of february, my school, Sekolah Sri Garden had our 4th Malaysia-Japan Cultural and Educational Exchange programme. Since its my last year in this school I figured I might just as well get involed. So I hosted 15 year old, Junpei Yamawaki form Hukuryo High School. You know what, I'll just let the pictures do the telling, I am not good at writing anyways...




They came.


We met.


They showed.





We played.


He bowled.


We bowled.





He smelt.


He saw.


He shopped.


He ate dim sum.


He 'wowed'.


He met his friend.


He looked.


He 'wowed', again.





I drew (for him, seriously, as a souvenir)


He ate Roti Canai.


What the! How'd that get in here?





We move.



He choked, on cili.


We posed.


They danced...


...with grace.


He byed. (Dang post!)

They left.