Wednesday, April 26, 2006
New Look...
I was granted half a day off, so I reached home early. Had a strong urge to change my blog layout, so I hunted for a skin, toggled with Photoshop and came up with this new look. I like it quite a lot.
End...
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9:11 PM
Night...
I love the night, and at the same time I hate the night.
At night, you don't see things that clearly, but some things just becomes clearer.
I love the night. You don't have to see the shit of the day at night. You don't have to see things as it is. You become free. You are able to roam, anywhere. You start to feel. You drop the invincibility displayed in the day and start feeling in the night. Under the darkness of the night, you can do almost anything. Laugh, cry, kill, run, anything. Which is the real invincibility? The one in the day or the one at night?
I hate the night. Negative feelings set in. Fear, loneliness, sadness, emptiness. You fear the night, fear what you can't see, what you can't do without light, and yet you fear the approaching daylight, fear the work and unhappiness day will bring. You feel alone, lying on the bed, waiting for the one love and fear to give way to light and sight.
Sadness and emptiness fills your heart. You are free, but there's no place to abuse this priviledge you get daily. You feel that you are not accomplishing anything. You feel empty. You want to do something, but you are shackled by fatigue and the commitments of tomorrow. Your body wears down and screams for rest. The night is still young, but you are not able to capitalise on it. There's a void in your heart. You put up a struggle before you fade away to the day knowing that nothing was done in the free night. Is it all bad? Afterall, you are feeling something that you cannot feel in the day.
I love and hate the night.
End...
Hanged @
1:00 AM
Sunday, April 23, 2006
These 2 Weeks...
Quite a few things happened the last 2 weeks. Last week, Jen and I went out. We went to Orchard to catch The Inside Man. Not a bad film. It was quite unpredictable, what the guy's gonna do next. It's like Ocean's Eleven, just less funny.
Next, we went to get a neoprint done. It's been long since we last took one, so we went ahead and paid 10 freaking bucks for a few stickers. Thank goodness the pictures are nice. I love the one with the black background.
Kinda blur... Bad scanner I suppose...?
Then we went to Cineleisure to shop around. There we saw this pair of rings that look damn good. Really beautiful. Impulse or not, I'm not sure, but we bought that pair of rings since Jen threw our couple ring away some time ago.
The rings are black, my favourite colour...
Yes, I know black isn't a colour but fuck that. That was all for last weekend. Then last Monday came. There was an in-camp training from Monday to Wednesday. I was busy preparing the documents and teaching those NSmen. My team couldn't find the loudspeakers so I had to shout my lessons for 3 consecutive days, making sure over 100 people can hear me when I was teaching. I almost lost my voice, but not all was bad. I was praised by my superior, saying that I'm good with teaching. Haha.
Anyway, there's something very interesting in my camp. In one of the potted plants along the road in my camp, there's a small nest. A bird's nest in a potted plant. The nest is damn small, about the size of a hand. Inside the nest are two featherless birds, each the size of a thumb. They are damn cute.
The birds sleeping...
Skip to Friday. I woke up with a severe headache. I tried to get myself outta bed, managed to shower and changed. I was about to leave the house when my stomach began to ache. I had diarrhea. I went to a polyclinic to get an MC. Coincidentally (Really!), Jen didn't felt like going to work and wanted to get an MC to skip work. We went to the polyclinic together. After that, we went home and slept the whole Friday afternoon away.
Saturday morning was my interview for School Of Communication & Information in NTU. Went there to take a written test before I waited for my interview. I think I did damn badly for the interview as I lack understanding of what the school does at all. I probably won't get a place there. Never mind...
Came back home and spent the whole day at home with Jen. Played Worms 4 with her and had a lot of fun. Then we watched Lost and some animes until late at night.
Woke up early this morning and had breakfast with Jen before sending her off to gym. I'm going for a swim with Alex and company later. Jen will probably come back after she's done. Will write more about my trip to the pool after I'm back.
End...
Hanged @
1:47 PM
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Twisted Tales : Cinderella...
Yes, it's finally here. After serveral days of procrastinating, I have finally decided to make an effort to write Cinderella. I know some of you guys have been visiting my blog every now and then to see if there are updates. I'd want to thank you guys, but there's still one thing. If you like it, drop me a comment or say something in my shoutbox to let me know, yo? And introduce more friends to my blog too.
Whatever... Here I bring you...
CINDERELLA
Not so long ago, in an unknown town, there lived a lady who had a stupid husband. They loved each other a lot, and lived happily together. One fine day, the husband went to the market to buy ingredients to cook dinner. He bought a live chicken, but was stupid enough to put it on a leash. The chicken tried running away from the man, but the man chased it, holding onto the leash. The chicken ran across the road and the man followed. He was knocked down by a slow horse carriage and he died on the spot.
The lady, filled with grief, seeked comfort from a friend of hers. Soon, they developed some feelings for each other and the lady married the friend. It was after the marriage that she discovered she's pregnant with the stupid man's child. The couple decided to have the baby, but the lady died after delivery.
The friend, already with two sons, was left with a stepson. The man did not like the child. He hated him so much that he gave the boy a female name to let him live in humiliation for the rest of his life. He named the boy Cinderella.
Cinderella was a poor boy. He was constantly bullied by his two stepbrothers and was ordered around the house to do all sorts of chores. He would wash the dishes, be part of the pornographic videos the family made, do the laundry, mop the floor, do stripteases during house parties, make the bed, etc. He hated his life, but there wasn't much he could do about it.
On the winter of the 19th year of Cinderella's sad life, the mayor decided to host a party in his house to celebrate his daughter's 18th birthday. The pool in front of his house has frozen, so he invited the city's people to ice-skate on the pool.
Frozen pool of the mayor.
News got to Cinderella and he wanted to go very badly. It was well-known that the mayor's daughter's a very pretty individual and he wanted to take a look. However, his stepfather and stepbrothers wanted him to stay at home to look after the house while they go for the party. Cinderella begged them to let him go, but he was turned down again and again.
On the day of the party, Cinderella was left at home feeling all sad. He stood at the balcony, looking at the direction of the mayor's house and sobbing.
"I wish someone can help me. I desire to go so badly," Cinderella murmured to himself.
Immediately, a gunshot was heard. He turned around and see a guy standing behind him, holding a tommy gun.
"Who are you? How did you get in? What do you want?" Cinderella was in a state of panic.
"I'm your fairy Godfather. I'm here to help," The man replied.
"I have a fairy Godfather?"
The Godfather...
"Yup, right here. I've always been here."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"If you have always been around then why didn't you help me for the past 19 years?"
"Erm... I was busy? Anyway, let's put that aside and focus on the party. You wanna go right?"
"Of course! How can you help me?"
The Godfather fired 2 shots into the air and immediately after that, a sleek limousine appeared outside Cinderella's house. The doors of the vehicle flung open and 4 armed mafia gangster exited the vehicle.
Cinderella's limousine...
"Here's a bullet-proof limo with bodyguards. How's that for preparations?"
"Wow! That's so damn cool, but what can I wear? I have no proper clothes."
"No problem!"
The Godfather fired another 2 shots and the clothes on Cinderella changed.
Cinderella...
"Now you are all ready to go. I even threw in a free pair of skates for you, my man."
"Thank you so much! Now I can go for the party!" Cindrella exclaimed.
"Wait! There's one thing you must remember. All these are produced by magic and will only last till midnight. Remember that."
"OK," Cinderella said as he hastily hopped onto the limousine and left for the party.
Cinderella reached the mayor's house in style and held the attention of everyone, including the mayor's daughter. Cinderella proceeded to eat the food served. It was the best meal he had in his life. Up till now, all he ever had was plain rice covered in chilli sauce.
Next, he went onto the ice. He skated for a while and before he knew it, the mayor's daughter was in front of him.
"Hi, I'm Annabella. You are?"
The mayor's daughter was very pretty indeed. She's beautiful, was endowed with a pair of firm breasts, a slim waist and a tight ass. She's the type of girl that every man, including Cinderella, desired.
"Cinderella," he struggled to reply.
"Hey, I asked for your name, not your sister's."
"I know. My name IS Cinderella," explained Cinderella.
"Oh. Ok. I'm sorry," Annabella apologised.
"You know what? You look familiar. I think I have seen you before," continued Annabella.
"Really? Where?"
"Let me think," Annabella sank into deep thought.
Cinderella and Annabella skated in silence for a while. Cinderella kept qiuet to allow Annabella time to recall and also because he was stripping her nude with his eyes.
"I remember now!" Annabella suddenly sounded off.
"Really? So where have you seen me before?" Cinderella inquired, still a little startled.
"I've seen one of the home videos you acted in. You were so hot in it."
"WHAT!?!?" Cinderella was shocked.
Right at this moment, Cinderella lost concentration and fell, spraining his ankle. He was too ashamed to face Annabella, so he quickly climbed across the ice to hide in a corner where he began nursing his ankle. He took off 1 skate and used the snow all around him to nurse his now swollen ankle.
Just as he was resting, the city's tower clock began to chime. It's midnight. Cinderella remembered the Godfather's words. He looked at himself. His clothes are slowly fading away. It's disappearing fast and he was soon left stark naked.
Cinderella was desperate to get home. He took off his other skate and tried to run, but his injured ankle forbade him to do so. Out of ideas, he hopped on one leg across the courtyard, trying to get to the limousine and swinging his dong in every direction in the process.
The other guests saw him and thought that he was a lunatic. Everyone started to chase Cinderella in an attempt to capture the 'naked, hopping madman'.
Cinderella reached the spot where the limousine was parked before the guests got to him, but he found the limousine gone, just like his clothes. He was really desperate now. He jacked a motorbike and sped home.
The mayor was furious that a lunatic was allowed into his party and ordered a search to hunt down the madman. However, they had no clue of who the person was, no clue except for the pair of skates he left behind.
Left behind...
The pair of skates was taken to every household and used to identify the person at the party the other night. Due to the fact that the skates are magical, they can only fit Cinderella. No one else could fit his feet into them, thus Cinderella was arrested.
Cinderella was taken to court and despite him telling the truth, no one believed anything he said about the Godfather and his clothes fading away. He was banished into the asylum and was never heard of again.
End...
Hanged @
8:01 PM
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
NTU Test & Interview...
I just got my hands on a letter sent by NTU, asking me to attend this written test and interview. It's for the School of Communication and Information. Damn. It's making me freak out. I have no idea what the test or the interview's about. Anyone out there in School of Communication and Information or has taken the test before? Care to share some tips?
The letter suggested that a bring a portfolio along, one that includes designs, artworks or anything that displays other talents of mine. WTF? I don't own no portfolio. I can't draw for nuts.
Jen suggested that I include some of my blog entries that are able to impress the people there, but my blog's filled with filth and lewd entries. WTF?
I thought of bringing some photos that I took in the past. You guys may not know it, but I'm pretty much into photography.
Lastly, I thought of the forgotten podcast I wanted to do with Suffian. If I brought a podcast along, they'd probably be pretty impressed, and my desire to be a part of the school to pursue a career as a radio DJ will be well expressed. So that's it! I'm gonna sit down with Suffian to come up with a podcast that will blow the interviewers away.
Wish me luck, people...
End...
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10:34 PM
Calls For More Twisted Tales...
For the past few days, I've been pestered by various people, asking me to post my second installment of Twisted Tales.
Some of you have already heard of it. The next story will be on Cinderella. But why is it not up yet? I actually had the story in mind when I wrote Snow White, but I'm not publishing it just yet.
There are various reasons to why I'm holding the story back. Firstly, I'm giving other people time to digest Snow White. It's, after all, a very well-received and well-liked story. Secondly, I wanna make it seem like I put a lot of effort into coming up with a story. Thirdly, I'm just too fucking lazy. The thought of uploading pictures and typing out all my tidal waves of ideas makes it seem damn tiring. Lastly, I bought 2 games last week and now I'm too hooked to really do anything much. Haha.
I bought Me & My Katamari for Jen. It's a game about rolling things into a ball. Sounds strange enough? You get to roll up things from candies and erasers to humans, buildings and even giant apes. It's fun and strangely addictive.
Next, it's Generation of Chaos. It's a strategy game that involves conquering cities and recruiting enemy commanders. It plays somewhat like a 'Romance of the Three Kingdom' kinda game. It's damn fun and addictive. I'm so hooked to that game.
So there you have it, the reasons for the delay of Cinderella. Don't worry, my Twisted fans, I promise to get the story up by this week.
End...
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10:09 PM
Sunday, April 02, 2006
Twisted Tales : Snow White...
I was thinking about fairy tales and this thought hit me. Why are most fairy tales' main characters females? What if the genders are switched and the story was written by me? How will the story change?
Thus the idea of Twisted Tales was born. Twisted Tales are fairy tales that I re-wrote so as to make it more interesting. Today, the first Twisted Tale is here...
SNOW WHITE
Long ago, there was a land traditionally ruled by females. There, the queen has the last say while the king just sits beside her and act like a vase. In one particular year, the king died. The queen, feeling lonely and horny, got herself another king, who had a large dick. The king was a good vase, but there's one thing the queen disliked, that is the fact that the king hated her gay son, Snow White.
Snow White and the king quarrelled every day and night. The king could not stand Snow White's gay behaviour and begged the queen to exile him. The queen didn't have the heart to do so, until the king threatened to leave the queen. Now, it was between the king's large dick and her gay son. The queen had to make a choice, and she chose the king.
Snow White was exiled into the dark forest where no man has ever ventured. Being gay, he couldn't find food or water to survive, so he fainted in the forest.
Snow White woke up the next morning in a house. He found himself in a bed and in front of him were 7 beds with the names Bashful, Sleepy, Grumpy, Dopey, Doc, Sneezy and Happy. He was just about to get out of bed when he heard a voice from behind. He turned around and saw a hot elf with a bow and arrow pointing at him.
"Don't you dare move!"
Another voice said, "Grumpy, don't be rude to our guest."
Another hot elf walked out from behind a door and introduced herself, "I'm Doc, leader of the Seven Hot Elves."
Doc, leader of the Seven Hot Elves...
The elf with the bow put it down and stared at Snow White with fierce eyes.
Grumpy...
Doc continued, "You fainted in our woods yesterday, so we decided to save you. Care to introduce yourself and tell your benefactors your story?"
Snow White was afraid of Grumpy with the bow, so he told Doc everything. Doc, seeing how bad things were for Snow White, decided to let him stay in the house with them.
That night, the other elves returned and introduced themselves to Snow White. Snow White found out that the elves were actually nice people and were nothing to be afraid of. He got along with them very well.
Days went by, and sexual attractions developed. Snow White, who was actually gay, found himself attracted to the elves. He turned straight while living with the elves. Soon after, they started having orgy parties. Night after night, they had all the fun they can find.
Not long after, news of Snow White living happily in the woods got to the king. The noise they were making was heard by one of the king's patrols. The king was unhappy that he had to act like a vase while Snow White was having the time of his life. He sought to eliminate Snow White.
The king disguised as a watermelon seller and made some poisonous, cubic watermelon which he tried to sell to Snow White when he entered the forest.
"Dude, how about some cubic watermelons? I'll give you 1 as a sample. Try it out and if you like it, then buy more from me the next time I'm here."
Snow White fell for it and took one of the poisonous, cubic watermelon.
Poisonous, cubic watermelons...
Snow White took a bite on the melon and immediately became a vegetable. He wasn't dead, just a vegetable. The Seven Hot Elves were filled with grief due to the lost of their activity partner. They placed the body of Snow White in a glass case and looked at him everyday, wishing that he'd wake up and give them a good screw again.
Weeks past and he never woke up. The elves had given up hope already. Then one fine day, a warrior princess from a distant land stumbled into the forest. Xena, as she was called, found the body of Snow White. She found the pale white skin of his sexy, and kissed him irresistably.
Snow White woke up right away. He saw this lady, skimpily dressed, standing in front of him.
"Hey hunk, how about going back to my land with me?" Xena suggested.
Snow White was tempted too. However, he remembered the times he spent with the elves. After doing some maths, he found out that the ratio worked in the elves' favour.
"No thanks, I have other commitments," declined Snow White.
"You can't do this to me! I saved you!" Xena flared up.
"I don't wanna go with you. Is there anything I can do other than going with you?"
"What can you give me?"
"Well... How about a round of your life?" Snow White offered
"Hmm... We'll see how you perform then," Xena accepted the offer.
He gave Xena a good screw right on the spot and it being the best Xena ever had, she let him go. Anxious Snow White went straight into the house to look for the elves.
The elves were elated to see Snow White. They wanted to celebrate his return right away, but the learnt their lesson. They tore all the walls of the house down and replaced them with soundproof ones. Then, they held orgy parties everyday without the disturbance of anyone. With that, they lived happily ever after.
End...
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9:01 PM
About Music...
I was eating instant noodles with Jen in the ice-skating rink yesterday, and while listening to Savage Garden's song playing over the PA, a thought struck me.
I looked at the young kids around me and wonder what kinda music do they listen to. Do they even know Savage Garden? In years, when they are my age, they will probably think Savage Garden and Backstreet Boys as singers of oldies. What we listened a few years back will become their oldies.
They'll probably not know the BeeGees or the Beatles. They'll think that the BeeGees can be found in history books, the Beatles lived with Shakespeare and Bananarama is a dish.
Time and tide waits for no man. Sometimes it really freaks me out that I'm growing so old...
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8:54 PM
Ice-Skating...
I went ice-skating with Jen yesterday. It was her idea. It's been eons since I last skated. I believe the last time was in secondary school, lower secondary. Anyway, we went there in the afternoon and was startled by the number of people in the rink. We went in, got our skates and went onto the ice.
We started slow because we were afraid to fall. The ice has a layer of water on it, so falling will mean getting ourselves wet. Don't get me wrong, I do know how to skate a little and I can skate quite fast too, but I was going slow because I'm trying to get back the 'feel'. We skated a few rounds, saw many funny scenes, like people falling, some elderly doing figure-skating, etc.
The rink was scheduled for re-surfacing at 4PM, but the machine was faulty, thus the skaters were allowed to carry on skating. Jen and I skated while holding hands, then we dragged each other around. Made me feel like a young teenager (I make myself sound so old). We skated for a while more when something happened. I was skating in front of Jen when I heard a shout. I turned around and saw Jen on the ground, with another guy. The guy had lost his balance and collided into Jen. His friends got him up and they helped Jen up. Then they apologised to me instead of Jen. Hmm... Maybe because I looked fierce? Haha...
We had instant noodles there before we left. We were eating when a girl was helped to the dining area. Apparently she had slipped and fall, and she hit her head, thus suffering a minor concussion. We were preparing to leave when I saw another girl on another bench, also having concussion I guess. Paramedics came in and took the girl away. What a day for those injured...
At the rink...
We walked around Jurong after we left, then we went to JP to take a look at somethings. Headed back to my house after that.
End...
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8:35 PM
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