fond and familiar

I feel good. Hugs feel good. Happy Birthday, Mommy.

Okay, what wet weather we've all been having, hmmm? Met Boon, EngChye and Mong today. It's been ages since I've seen these guys. Pool was slow and rusty but good on the whole. I won, of course. An impromptu plan to catch a movie followed. We were late because of dinner.

Invisible Target. It's waaay better than Dragon Tiger Gate.

Thanks fer the ride back, Melvin. Yes, we should all drink together again sometime soon.

PS: Hmmm, my spider sense is tingling. I expect trouble at camp in the morning. =(

the fatrix

The paint is all peeled. Windows so dusty, the glass looks frosted. No one bothers. Grey clouds engulf the sun, soaking the air with depressing over-hydration. The fiery will instilled in him is now slowly deteriorating. Not a soul. He observes them. Among the warm metallic pillars, they loathe. Across the wet tar floor, they drag. Under the humid shade, they wait... Waiting for it to end. The time. Scorning at their sloth, he refuses to lend a hand. Comments. Not all ears, however, our hero is. Contemplation crosses his mind, on whether or not to save the few who fell into the pits of slavery. Kindhearted assistance has been taken for granted, offerings turned into demands. The captives' eyes still shine. Have they been blinded by an illusion of acceptance through contribution? Have they not seen a life more fortunate than this? Pity.

It's coming. The moment. Now, he is alone. He thinks to himself, seeing how that he's presently the odd one out. Could the saying be true? That if all you have is opposition, you must be at fault? Trying to reason. Trying to rationalise. He does so as his heart and mind are fair.

Evaluated. At times, his reflection portrays a stubborn boy. At times, The One to open their eyes once again.

Looking upon the dilatory beings approaching him with sudden hostility, he knows it's too late. Pun intended. Letting out a chuckle at the thought while they label their witness as someone... Bad. Judgement. Something that miraculously spurs effort. Effort to execute another psychological attack.

His fiery will.

It bursts and burns the contamination, like fuel to a flame. It gets colder though. Freezing him faster than he can sublime their contact. Being overcome, this protagonist would rather defect himself than convert to their cause. Would it have been so hard as to just associate? The fallen ones compell. Once again, his principles reject.

The moment is near. Patience. It will all soon be over. Soon, these dread-possessing entities will be rid.

'nuff said

Here they are.

My new idols.

late nights lately

Last week's session at Greg's was pretty fun. And by fun I meant alot of single-guy humour. Thanks to Justin(Master Of Manipulation) and Khairul(who gets edgy over chicken foldovers and politics), Mika's Love Today has been stuck in my head fer the entire morning. But nothing like a little movie can't fix.

Harry-harry-harry-harry...

HARRY-Harry-harry-harry...

HARRYYYYY.

POTTERRRRR.

Okay. Wasting postage space. Ahem. Is it the trend nowadays to have movie heroes all emo and angsty? Funny how that makes films on the neverending battle between good and evil more mature. Fans will definitely have to get a change of undies after witness The Order dishing it out on The Deatheaters, or He Who Shall Not Be Named VS Headmaster Of Hogwarts. End of review. Some may call it spoilers. Sue me.

Well, finally got my NikeSlat running footwear from Stadium at Takashimaya. Little time I put aside to shop while waiting fer Jess to knock off. I wonder if it's because I frequent Ngee Ann City or the clothes are starting to get stale on style. So much fer having an end season sale too... All selected items had a really bad combo of colours and designs. Not exactly arty. Not exactly street. Not exactly me. Fuckin' sound like a fag. Bad enough already having everyone think the photos of my longer-haired self were pictures of some girl.

Hmmm, Daddy should be back from Japan by now. And I have less than 5 hours of sleep ahead of me, again. No wonder I'm such a sleepyhead. A friggin' Shikamaru fer that matter. Or not, I'm not that cool. =/

PS: I think I've recently been possessed by an entity of civilianship. I'm starting to dislike working in the ways of militarism. Or it could just be the "colleagues". Besides, it's starting to feel like my services are no longer needed.

midweek mending

Good start to the day. Sure feels great working out to Benny Benassi. But I don't think it's gonna be healthy to keep it a routine. Can't stop shakin' my ass to the bass during heavy lifting. The balance just isn't there... Hmmm. Daddy went fer his check-up again this afternoon. However, I didn't join the 'rents fer lunch because it's my off day and I wanted to take it slow. Left the house at 1 due to rain. I swear, Singapore's weather is purely fucked up. What's next? Rainbow storms?

Sportslink at EastPoint just didn't sell a large variety of Nike shoes. Let alone running shoes. Why Nike? I've already got the singlet and shorts to go along, might as well get the footwear. Call me a brandwhore or whatnot, I already own a 300 dollar Adidas track suit. It was fer CNY, coupla years back. =P Challenger didn't exactly provide the laptop casing I was looking for, too... So, I decided to head to Tampines since Simei didn't have a Miss Singapore World show on today. Also not enough reason to head to town. Who knew World Of Sports at TM was closed fer renovation(or was it Royal Sporting House? Whatever.)... Started to crave fer some KFC, bought a 3-piece meal, with sides all upsized to large, in which I did not finish, shamefully(even the Pepsi). The meal, together with a visit to the arcade(Time Crisis 4 really works the shoulder muscles) and Isetan(where I learnt how shitty I looked in boardshorts) took up quite a bit of my time though, which was my main purpose, to elude the thought of time wastage on travel from my mind. Kev crossed my mind. SMSed him and we got our game stuff. Probably the most productive time of the day besides my purchase of 10 bucks worth of stationary(for future sketches that will be scanned and finished for my DeviantArt gallery) from Popular plus a grey top with imprinted wings from Fox Men. Yes. I wear grey... Finally, I got the R4 game card fer my DS, as well as a Super Card to play GBA games on my Lite console. The old adaptor Greg sold me just couldn't play Pokemon Diamond. And what is a Nintendo system without Pokemon, right? Pfft. =\

That pretty much ends my journal of pay day. Dropped by Kev's place to assist him in applying his screen protectors. Apparently, it's a very professional task. Especially, if you're doing it on a dusty table.

See? I know how to use my time. At least I'm not as bored as this guy.


Okay, to be fair, sometimes boredom gives birth to cool things.

such a tease

That's life, I guess. To throw you a free laptop to play with but you haven't got the time due to camp stuff. Certain individuals would gladly disagree and state my lack of contribution, you know what, I don't care anymore... Put you in a lovely neighbourhood with a lovely neighbour who's been dying to see you(and vice versa;'D) but can't thanks to clash of the schedules. Boy, that was a tongue-twister. Gives you guard duty on a Friday night at the Marina Promenade with permitted breaks at Carl's Jr, where they play love songs all night. Raises yer hopes on the female marshallers assisting our company, only to receive Plain Janes in the way. Not evil, just honest. Right, YQ? Then sits you down at the Grand Stand to enjoy fireworks, all alone. And apparently, not many people understand what I mean when I say the word, "alone". Not gonna elaborate. -_-

But oh, caught Die Hard 4.0 with Dhaniah, after dinner, earlier this evening. That oughtta break the monotonous momentum of my mellow matters. Mmmm. Thanks fer accompanying me... Can't stop that thought that's been running through my head over and over again though, of how much a nutcase Bruce Willis is. Some may be surprised that I didn't get to see the first three installments. Didn't expect such crazy-ass action from the movie. No. "Crazy" is an understatement. Someone, find me an exaggeratingly bombastic word.

Things looked up on the way home, my music discussion with Dhaniah(Staaaarlight, I will be chasing the staaaarlight...) was interrupted upon news from Chuannie that I'm off fer Wednesday. Woot. Gotta make plans, ain't gonna be another CrunchyRoll day. =P

PS: Jess, if you're reading this, we have got to go fer a nice dinner, since you mentioned that you owe me a meal. Haha. Whatever the reason. Should look out fer a nice venue too. I've come to realise that it's not often we can meet. And if something suddenly pops up on that day to force cancellation of the date, I promise that I will punch myself. When nobody is around, of course.

a hard day's night

Would be the perfect song to play right now...

PS: This is not a writer's block.

whoa

Awesome flick. Crazy action. I dunno what I'd do if I was caught smack in the middle of an Autobot/Decepticon battle.

Probably would die.

Anyway, this marks the first night with me using my new laptop. Been busy up till now so I finally got to touch this baby. It's still fresh so it performs better than the PC. Won't be using this fer downloads...

Note to self: Transfer doodles and lyrics here.

simulated

The parade was HAPPENIN'. Awesome but cocky apaches drifting in the skies and assault boats dragging helium-based luminous jellyfish. Among other things. I'm still quite lethargic, I know all I did was shoot photos yesterday plus help out a bit on the rubbish disposal but I'm still tired. Drop dead upon sight of my bed last night and stayed in the exact same position till morning.

I'd still be sleeping if I needn't prepare fer lunch before Transformers.

PS: Thank the awesomely burning weather. It's like that old children's story of the sun and the cloud betting on who could get that man's coat off him. Now, girls galore are respecting Mr Big Burning Ball and dressing up all so yummiliciously.

And here's a random 4 second video of a dramatic prairie dog.

just thought that i should add that

Your typing sucks, Betty.

decepticons at the promenade

I figured there's not much of a point, to a certain extend, to help out at work as much as possible anymore. In the end, you're still gonna get arrowed with the dirtiest job, like you haven't already been doing enough... Never exactly revealed my concerns, I'm not THAT straightforward, plus I just take things in the face. Don't care if you thought that I was always good, always bad, or always ugly. Honestly, I could relate to that Linkin Park song. So much fer being a nice guy, be it physically or administratively, people still see you as some typical NSF. So far I've done nothing but try and be a good person, not for political reasons, I just thought it'd be "good for the heart". -sigh- Maybe it's my luck balance. I probably used it all up at my TP Basic Theory Test. Hey, I kinda think of it as a pretty big deal, 'kay... Screw it. I had a happy entry all planned out but the mood's already dead. Hope tomorrow promises one helluva parade.

PS: Belated wishes to BaoEn's 20th although I was there on her birthday... You could have told us about your frequency at Botak Jones. Well, I didn't exactly tell you this but I was gonna give you a present. However, given the time... Ya know. Hell, you can ask me for... ANYTHING. Seriously. Come up to me when you've got somethin' in mind you're cravin' fer. You're leaving soon. You deserve something special. And I feel like I owe you one, anyway. =)

OMG I'M SOOO LOOSE. LOL.

Actually, no. I'm just the kinda person that would die if my birthday had setbacks.

for all you bowlers out there

Here's a neat trick.

after a run

The Magic 8 Ball so spurred me on to accomplish 3 rounds today. Too bad my stamina disagreed. Managed one lap around the neighbourhood. Phew. Time fer some weights.

PS: Time is of the essence. My spider sense is telling me that I won't be doing any more body exercises this week. Gotta grasp the moment. -huff huff- Mizuno Run's coming... Gotta... -huff huff-

Mind off the strain. -huff- Mind off the strain.

Dinner at Vivo tonight. Grandma's birthday.

Mind off the strain.

-wheeze-

dear dhaniah

No idea what you're talking about. =/

Seriously.

go back to tampines ya bitches

Bumped into Khai on the way back from an ultra-lethargic day at Maju Camp. You people going to spectate the parade had better appreciate the freebies. F'ckin' S'poreans. Yeah, as I was saying, saw him at the train station where he, I assume, forgot to introduce me to his lovely date. I forgive you, friend. I was tired anyway. Thank me fer saving you face by not lingering around like a Boon. Lol.

Dinner at BK's was good. It's always good with a Mushroom Swiss. Or a cute cashier. Something about fast food uniforms... You either look like shit, or damn hot. Score, caught her staring. Yeah so I was having a nice meal when this buncha mini-bengs started a ruckus a table in front of me. I started shaking my right leg. There're only two instances I'd shake my right leg: (i.)I'm playing a beat in my head and (ii.)I'm beating people up in my head... Got the hell out after my last sip of barley because the dude to my left felt like he'd get to flattening them before I did.

I simply despise punks like these who treat Simei like their 'hood. It's not theirs. It's mine. Belongs to preppy uptown boys, not lowly rowdy posers. Pfft.

PS: Here's a manly game to play. =)

Extreme Pamplona Play Sure for Men's 'Extreme Pamplona'

Play this free game now!!

what's happenin'

Caught Black Snake Moan earlier this evening. I find it a pretty cool movie, spreading morals through the use of immorality in the film. A must watch for people who love plotty movies.

Hmmm. Was coming up with cool names that have a ring to them for my [SLUG-RAID] characters. Like every fighting character, their names must have some link to a word. I browsed the list of minerals on Wikipedia for Kev's alter-ego. CAME across something called cummingtonite.

COME on. You know you want to. Click it. Haha. Hey, the only thing funny about the substance is the name. Go read up.

PS: No, Cummingtonite is not gonna be a character name. I'm not doing English hentai.

i heart u

Was thinking up some gay-ass mushy poem, to hell with that. It may not have been a peaceful one, but I thought we had a pretty decent meal together as a family.

Hope you appreciated the presence of everyone at dinner. Just so you know, we're there with you not just fer today but everyday.

Happy Father's Day, Daddy.

penny to the hypocrite

It will always remain a mystery to me, why people tend to scorn or insult. They look down on people are "ugly" or "weird". Maybe it's like that phrase, "beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Maybe it's like that song, "High School Never Ends". Everyone's different, another way of saying no one is... So not true. That's why there're genres. That's why there're cliques. There's no one standard style. I guess that's what makes the society "colourful". That's what makes the society full of friction, I guess. So many years. So many disputes. Civil wars are now cold ones. Stay out of my way, I'll do the same. There's still not much of a difference if you look at it... Like parents telling kids to stop fighting, but they still kick each other's shins under the table. Backstabbing or just plain coded conversations, don't you find it childish? They assume you have to pick a side. I witness this everyday. Something has to be done. Something... Pfft. So political. So melodramatic.

Screw that. Had some crabs for dinner. Yummy dead crustaceans. Food has a way of getting people to forget problems.

PS: Okay okay. I'll put up some sketches on my DeviantArt gallery soon.

dndbbq16062007

Had a bbq over at Greg's with the gang before the session. And initial lunch that turned into dinner due to unforeseen rain, among other reasons. Heh. Turnout: full. Who knew a buncha champion eaters would be outdone by mere potatoes, corn, chips, beef and chicken. It has to be the spinach rice and overly salted butternut. Thanks fer the salt, Khai. Haha.

On the whole, one of the better meals I had this week, or rather this month, if not this year. Colourful feast = happy stomach.

Alrighty, just had breakfast not long ago... Time to wash up, dinner's on its way. -yawn-

PS: Shall add another post or two later tonight.

fantastic

Silver Surfer is so cool. Obviously, I already knew that before the movie. But the film definitely brought him up to the higher levels of cosmic awesomeness. So much so that the thought of it almost made me forget how much I sucked at bowling today, acting the friggin' fool. It's definitely been a while. My right forearm's feeling faintly numb. Okay, back onto the review. Powerful movie. So powerful, there was a temporary blackout at the mall. Ha. How realistic(only people who've caught the flick'll get this joke, and I'm not one to do spoilers). Annoying that it happened at "the biggest turn of events" scene, though.

Anyway, I know some of you are just waiting for me to post the pictures of the toy museum at Rowell Road. So here they are:

*ShangHai dolls. Come to think of it, they look a hell lot less freaky than the ones we currently have in this present era.

*Many, many useless flat plastic animals. I remember using these to play "safari".

*These are definitely way older than me.

*SHAZAM!

*One'a those battery-operated playthings you just dunwanna turn on and leave running in the middle of the living room all night.

*Hellboy, Superboy, The Avengers, etc.

*How nostalgic...

*Ah, every little boy's best friend.

*Not exactly grand, but one of those I just had to have a shot taken of... A toy piano, come on, sweet, right? Plus it's all carved from wood, including the keys.

*If you've never seen this before, you definitely have some lost childhood.

*Captehs. Cool.


*Old school radio.


*Blow-up doll. ~snigger~

Got magnets from the place, they're amusing, no matter what you might say. We initially dropped by too late so we hung out at the souvenir store fer a good half hour before pleading with the owner to let us browse a bit. Would've taken more pictures but there's not much I can do with a camera phone(then again, if I shot the area from every angle, 'd'be ruining business fer'em, right?). I must say, still a pretty cool day, considering catching up with Long Lost Dhaniah and buying a cockbag. It's a man-bag from Le Coq Sportif but I prefer calling it my "cockbag". Hehe. =) Mom calls it the Chicken Brand, by the way.

I'm so happy. Not because of retail therapy. It's just... I dunno, I see everything with a pink glittery background now. Tralalalala~

PS: Oh my neighbour, what a special night. We finally meet although a short while. Haha. See ya 'round. =P