Finding the secrets that everyone holds

I found this game on the internet from www.i-am-bored.com (good website btw) that is called SimGirls. You can see straight away it is Japanese in origin from the anime style pictures (but it is in english). It claims to be an dating sim. I thought, it must a little innocent game with cutie lil pics and cartoons. Boy was I wrong. Ok it starts off introducing you to the school; Kotomi, a cute girl but shy; Ami, your friend from a long time back(but you can't date her); Ryuji, the school swimming captain (major competition for the girls, he is "cool" status); Tomoko, a slut who is every boy's fantasy (and wears the shortest skirt possible); and the teacher Akira, (who has a very strong reminder of Ms Parker, due to the black strapless (very)short dress that she wears). Ok, so you're sick of school, and then suddenly this woman appears saying, "I am from the future and I can save you etc etc" Following the whole story line of the typical Japanese "OMG, I'm changed" thing, And so starts the adventure...... *cringes*

Hmmmm, I got myself into some serious shit.....

The whole point of the game is to get into a girls pants before 100 days is up. *looks very disturbed* And how, you may ask, do you achieve this? By memorising and answering correctly their questions while on a date about their height, weight, bust size, mother's occupation, fav film and song. Then you give them a gift, take a photo and you're in..... *laughs hysterically at absurdity of it*

But wait..... it gets worse....

All while balancing the tests every three weeks, trying to improve strength and charm by kicking Ryuji's ass so that he won't talk to your gf, or beat you at swimming (which btw is a really big status thing in Japan), and trying to impress this slut who calls herself Tomoko (which, I am ashamed to say is the name of my host sister, who is the most lovely, sweet girl and has no link to this "bloke's-fantasy chick") Who then, once you're bf/gf decides to play little games to earn a lil moola for your dates. You guess what bra/undies/how many pieces she is wearing and you win the amount that you bet on your right answer. She's a slut and a gambler!!!!!!

*shakes head sadly* Oh dear god........

This is oh so sad. For the freak who has no one, and couldn't possibly get some if the world ended right now. The simplicity of this program just shows that a nerd made it; I mean come on, memorising facts like that, would seriously flash little *STALKER* signs in any normal girl's mind and send her running for the nearest police officer. Lol, these little facts that you have to remember are your ticket to the game basically, and on every date, to get a kiss *gasp-ed "OMG its a girl!!!"* you have to answer three questions and give them a gift. Great morals hey? Learn every fact that you possibly can about a person and you can get into their pants. *nods and backs away slowly and carefully*. Man this makes serious comment on the state of society today. Facts, bribes, roll'n'rock. Whoever made this has got serious issues with social interaction....... obviously never HAVING any. Does this guy even have friends? I don't think so, with the amount of work put into that prog.....

Any nerd that freaks when a woman even passes her eyes in his general direction would love this game. The closest thing to dating their ever going to get.

*sighs* ah, the world of desperate geeks and losers....

Blurted at 22:26 | Chain and tie me | comments (14) anyone?

I apologise for the stupidity of HTML not being able to handle both comments and my lil links menu.... which I quite liked, cos it got rid of all my links off the main page.... but c'est la vie (cos i dunno how to spell "whatever will be, will be"...... que cera cera??? Something. Anyway, off topic) *growls at motime*

Yes, well since I've fixed it all up, and pending permission for discussion of blogism (hopefully next post).... I guess I'll have to publish

Hypocrisy of Humankind: Dress

On a celebratory occasion, one must try to find the brightest, trendiest, most fashionable outfit around, only to respond to comments and compliments with ‘Oh, this old thing?’. Many follow fashion like a sheep, wearing the latest, greatest outfit, and then promptly deny they follow fashion of any kind. Their claim to individualism is hypocritical to say the least, when they spend hours choosing dress, makeup and accessories. And yet they cling to the idea that it was totally random, and that it just happens to be totally matched, accessorised and fit together perfectly. Is that why you watch the fashion channel 24/7 and just happen to wear the most trendy accessory on the market? What a coincidence! NOT.

 

The right brand of clothing must also be chosen. Generic no-name brands are wonderful. If you want to be given a dunking in the toilet. It just shows you’re either a cheap skate or you have no idea about what is cool. Either way, you lose. So, your solutions. Go the whole hog, (including warts and all) or half-way. Going with the all-in approach is good for “coolness” factor, but not so good for hip pocket. Buying Louis Vitton handbag, Rolex watch, Chanel shoes, and accessories by Tiffany, but not being able to buy a ticket to the latest concert or get that new CD isn’t going to earn you too many brownie points. But if you can afford it, why not? Don’t worry about all the people bitching behind your back that you’re materialistic, a try-hard, cool wannabe. Too many brands and not enough brains. Who cares if you got the cool brand of shoes? They wear out just like, if not faster, than any other shoe. Except it’s three times the price, and has a little symbol on the inside that somehow justifies the price. You wouldn’t believe a scarf or a miniskirt, quarter the material, is five times the price of a no-name dress. Unbe-fucking-lievable. And what makes it that price? A tag. Rip the tag off and you’ve reduced the price by at least half. No difference to something you buy in K-mart.

 

Now onto makeup. Makeup is to cover up everything we don’t want people to see, while appearing as though we are wearing no makeup at all. To look as natural as possible when wearing makeup. Hmmm, good idea….???? To wear something, and look like you’re not wearing it. Bit of an oxymoron I think. So, like, your wearing it, but your not. Well it doesn’t look like you’re wearing it. Confused yet?

Anyway, one strives to look good for others. Still some naive girls cling to the conviction they look good for their own benefit. Welcome to the world. Denial in its purest form. You could swear they were born yesterday (a good many of them were, knowing the taste of many millionaires, but, moving on). So, we look good for the purpose of impressing others and thus receive compliments.

Also dress says a lot about a person’s personality and often shallow deductions can be made from a person’s dress. And in perceiving these vibes from other people we also attempt to dress in a manner which does not contain negative vibes. T-shirt and shorts, plain, conservative, boring; lots of accessories, boastful, attention seeker, try-hard; wrinkled clothes, careless, unkempt; starched and not a crease in sight, uptight, killjoy. One must find a balance between two evils. For instance, when a lady wishes to catch a man’s eye she attempts to dress show off her body. However if she dresses too skimpily she would appear smutty. Difficult, you say? You have no idea…..

Blurted at 20:12 | Chain and tie me | comments (2) anyone?

PERITIFUL!!!!!!! It colourful.

True words, now in colour!!!!! And with the links effect. Except, without the women..... and the M & M's....

Yes well tis good don't you think??? Bloody took me long enough. Talk about hating HTML. I stole colours and source from everywhere I could possibly find it.....(yes including neurotically yours)

So its no longer that crappy pinky-orangy tandoori colour (except for the links cos I couldn't be fucked really....). So I've put everyone's blog on there, and my favourite sites.... in case you're bored... or procrastinating from doing home work..... either is acceptable

Ok, since this blog is new *grins* I've decided we need some rules around here

RULE No. 1: Myan!!!!!!!!! Mine mine and all mine :P

RULE No. 1 and a half : I laugh at your pity

RULE No. 2: Nothing on this blog is ever sane, nor is it ever to be taken seriously (eg taken offence to, or taken to heart)

RULE No. 3: Sane, and or people with (HHD or Human Humour Deficiency) may not be admitted at any time, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE.

RULE No. 3.1: Yes you heard me.....

RULE No. 3.2: I'm not joking

RULE No. 3.25: I don't think you understand me do you?

RULE No. 3.3656939309095646474: Yes, I'm talking to you!!!

RULE No. 3.4: Don't look around, YOU!!!! Yes, you, with the big head.

RULE No. 3.41: Don't you click away from me when I'm talking to you!!!!!!

RULE No. 3.5: Oi! OOOIIIII!!!!!

RULE No. 4: Ok, moving on. Furthermore, I have stigmata in the eye. No, not stigma, stigmata............ IN the eye.

RULE No. 5: You must comment. No excuses. COMMENT CURSE YOU!!!!!

RULE No. 6: I really need to get more inspiration, so helip ppl

RULE No. 7: Can I help you?

That is all

Blurted at 21:44 | Chain and tie me | comments (2) anyone?

*sighs* another day, another sad and depressing workload... Ah i hate this. YOU PPL ARE DEPRESSING!!!! stop writing depressing poetry. it makes me depressed, and then i write that crap!!!!

Meh I want to sleep, but i got dancing. Teaching lil girls how to put one foot in front of the other and make it look half decent. You know how hard it is to get a 5 yr old to put her left foot behind her right instead of in front???? ESPECIALLY WHEN THEIR MOTHER IS WATCHING YOU, making sure u don't hurt the poor little dear... *stomps on kid's foot* Oh sorry........... *mumbles* That'll teach you, you little shit*

 

Whoops I shouldn't say that should I? Never mind. Man, you guys would be easier to teach than half the adults. *sighs* I can't wait til the Deb ball. It'll be fun as. I should have a dancing class on the weekend so I can teach u guys somes steps for the ball (only fun dances tho, none of this swayin, fairy crap)

 

Yes, well I'd best be off, *grumbles*. Otherwise I'm gonna get told to get goin and hurry up *ala mum*

Catcha's round

Blurted at 16:09 | Chain and tie me | comments (6) anyone?

*sings* Oh, sad is the world, But I have Kavorkian scarf *

Am I breakin your concentration?

Blurted at 15:24 | Chain and tie me | comments (4) anyone?