The most painful thing in life is not having your life taken away from you, but having the life of your loved ones taken away in front of you. The life of a baby daughter taken away from a kind and gentle mother that is always faithful to God, is too much for me to even imagine.

Life – so brittle, so fragile.

My deepest heartfelt condolences to you.

Comments and suggestions are very much appreciated.

Since I’m tired of answering whether Elecom Shield v2.X is compromised or not, and tired of looking at the same software people kept reporting to me. I shall explain how the “Elecom Shield Burlar” works in a very simple comic of mine.

The “anti shield” is basically a proxy that intercepts packets between the client and the server, and sends them to the bot for processing. The fact that the whole configuration allows the bot to “login” is because of the client. But the catch is: the bot is English, the client speaks to the server in French, the server speaks to the client in English – so the bot understands what the server is trying to say, but do not understand what the client is trying to say – and there’s one more catch, the server only understands French, effectively making the bot a sitting duck.

Why you shouldn’t be trying the “anti shield” solution:

• Though it appears to be open-source, some parts of it are not – and those are the parts that are marked as trojan by anti-virus software – you’ll risk compromising your own computer.
• The bot does not have control over the player character.
• Elecom Shield v2.6+ will crash the “anti shield”.

HAI
CAN HAS STDIO?
IM IN YR INFINITELOOP
     VISIBLE “LOL!”
IM OUTTA YR INFINITELOOP
KTHXBYE

Guess what I dug up in Facebook today (might be old stuff though).

*insert buzzer sound here*

Time’s up, I’ll show you anyway:

I’m officially addicted to the 2008 series of Knight Rider. In a nutshell, the series portrays the vigilante adventures of Michael Knight and his sidekick (or the other way around) – a Ford Mustang Shelby GT500KR with nano-skin (ala phase shift armor) equipped with a highly advanced, self-aware AI (reminds me of Al in Full Metal Panic! and the UCAV AI in Stealth).

Well, the series is definitely not for people with technophobia, but certainly and instantly becoming an instant favorite of any geek (like me). Come on, nothing is more interesting than a talking sports car, right? RIGHT???

Interested? Watch the 2008 movie first, before starting the first episode of the series. Highly recommended.

Mike Traceur: [awakes suddenly] Man, I was out cold.
K.I.T.T.: Actually, Michael, you were not out cold. You were in a very heavy REM state.
Mike Traceur: You know, you sometimes sound like Hal from 2001?
K.I.T.T.: I find that movie extremely confusing.
Mike Traceur: You know what confuses me?
K.I.T.T.: There are not enough hours in the day to list all the things that confuse you.
Mike Traceur: Oh, snap.
K.I.T.T.: Yes, Michael. Snap.

Billy Morgan: How ya doing, Maddie?
Maddie Johnson: Well, I'm sitting inside a talking car that's driving itself to the hospital with a wounded police officer, and my mom's been kidnapped. How do you think I'm doing?
Billy Morgan: Ok, too precocious for me.
Zoe Chae: You have a problem with dealing with any member of the opposite sex, don't you?
Billy Morgan: Pretty much, yeah.

Sarah Graiman: KITT wake you up again?
Mike Traceur: Yeah, and while we're on the subject, I think we need to have a little chat about boundaries.
K.I.T.T.: We are approaching the latitude and longitude of the plane's last known GPS location.
Mike Traceur: Don't try and change the subject.
[KITT skids to a stop, Michael hits his head on the dashboard]
Mike Traceur: Ah! Ow.
K.I.T.T.: That would be changing the subject, Michael.

K.I.T.T.: Well, you know what Sgt. Burber says, "The pain is temporary, but the pride is forever."
Mike Traceur: You'd make a good drill sergeant, KITT.
K.I.T.T.: Thank you. Now drop and give me 20, Private Knight, you worthless bag of...
Mike Traceur: KITT!

(The series kind of made me prone to talk like KITT occasionally.)

Today’s Valentine’s Day!

*insert LP rewind sound effect here (zzzzzzzzt)*

Actually, if not for the darn publicity, I have absolutely no idea when exactly is Valentine’s Day *evil grin*. Aaaaand, I have no idea what people do today.

Ouch. But I do have an idea like, errr… watch sunrise? watch sunset? or umm… candlelight dinner? or the more common trip to the movies? All that with a box of heart shaped chocolates and a bunch of flowers to boot? And for the adventurous, maybe an engagement ring hidden in that glass of champagne ;)

*insert LP rewind sound effect here (zzzzzzzzt)*

Okay, too much movies. Anyway, Happy Valentine’s day to the (growing number of evil) couples out there! If you’re single, don’t worry – you’re not alone, there’s a bright future waiting for the rest of us.

Update
I hereby report I went from 58.5 kg to 55.8 kg – 2.7 kg lost.

Yesterday night was a coughing nightmare, kept me awake for the whole night (apparently knocked out sometime in the morning). My sense of smell is slowly coming back.

There’s ITP lab test today, so I must force myself to go to college for the test. Arrived at college in a semi-dizzy state – I wonder how my face looked – must looked pretty bad after so many days of agony.

The questions are rather challenging for a beginner, definitely more challenging than Dr. Christine’s questions (and of course tons easier than EGPC 2008). Task was to write 2 programs, first one being a classic username/password authentication system with a catch – it must support password modifications (with some additional constraints); second is a very simple counter to count the number of vowels (characters) in the user’s input.

To *ahem* keep my reputation *cough* I managed to squeeze in my own (sloppy, I know – yeah yeah conio.h, every noob does that, I’m a noob) masked input routine on the last minute for the password entries.

Pretty tiring day overall. I shall claim my short nap now.

Yesterday marks the second time my nose bleed in my life.

By observing the condition this morning, fever should be gone. There are still signs of blood though.

Nothing much has changed, except being weaker than before due to three (torturing) sleepless nights. It is so excruciating it makes me wonder if I have the mind power to endure this any longer.

Cough, fever, diarrhea, rhinorrhea.
Sense of smell – completely lost.
Insomnia. Mind scrambled.

Distractions. Attractions. Curiosity. 1st of February. Sweet, alluring, addictive poison.

CONCENTRATE. ESCAPE. RESIST.

Stillness – The Earth.