Lucifer's Visit

When he comes, he brings:

+No cellphones.

+No satellite TV

+No World Wide Web

= A life of Darkness

I start to enjoying it.

Throwback

 

 

Before I'm gone to war, I would like to draw a final reviews of the past 16 months journey. Of what I had achieved so far, in this final stage of preparation.

Joining this battalion after my high school years, I gained a lot. What I knew, what I didn't know, and it cleared my curiosity and doubts.

Everything made sense to me. Now, all puzzles finally fall in one place.

I know much. In terms of...facts.

I really enjoyed the process of digging stuff along the way absorbing facts. Though most of the time, I was doing it all by myself. Yet, this camp still gives me the creeps.

All the sergeants and commanders hardly kept themselves in line. Even most of the troops in it. Their minds were poisoned by the Commissioned Officers. Just because.

Rarely obeyed the Code of Conduct. Abandoned any protocols. How sad and pathetic.

I was the odd ball and still am. That explains the reasons why I'm on my own, fighting my own battle. To outdo myself while making enemies along the way. Even from the same unit. Just so inevitable.

In a month or so, I'll be out of here. Far away from this hell hole. Another month or so, I'll be in a battle.

Ultimately, Medal of Freedom will be mine.

Now that's the best part.

Rains of Burgers

 我希望，能品尝到的。

 

近日，满脑子都只有“食物”和“想吃”的念头。什么都想吃。吃！吃！吃！

就仅仅的传统美食。

Jennifer's Body

What's wrong with the picture?

There is nothing wrong with Jennifer's body.

I couldn't make any point out of it.

My BFF is jinxed. She is running around hitting on people and eating them alive. Our BFFs completely shattered.

I kill BFF.

And I end up in jail with a vampire's bite.

Real crappy.

Anyway, I love some of the fast soundtracks in it. Especially from Low Shoulder.

Starring Megan Fox and Amanda Seyfried. (2009)

God Says So

As I say so.

I opted three kind of people that I'd be better off stayed away from. (and three in one):

Pretentious.

Liars.

Self-centred.

In sequence.

The number one is I loath most. Which makes me feel nauseous. They talk in certain ways, act out in another way. Could be a backstabber. Real dangerous people.

They don't listen. Will not listen. Never listen.

Pretend to listen. They never learn.

Recently, I witnessed someone right before my eyes. The scene sickens me. When thou see them talk, they talk to impress thee, to win thee over.

Here's how I get high blood pressure. They become liars.

Create the other side of the truth. Mish-mash of true and false. Cook up stories. Enjoy when thou falls to their lies.

To get the thrill, they turn into self-absorbed lot. Here is when I turn my back on them

Real pathetic human beings. Degenerate themselves. Shame on them!

They are frowned upon. Jinx them! Jinx them! Burn them in hell! Burn them in hellll!!!

AHAHAHAHA.

Ticking-time Bomb

Is inside of me.

Nothing works. Nothing. Ever. Works.

It's getting bigger. Bloated. Flattened. Flattened. Bloated. Bloated. Flattened. Bloated. Flattened. Bloat...

Like a ticking-time bomb. Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-to...

I'm 21 years old. And I started to count the days I'll live. Yes. This discomfort has been my company ever since I hit puberty.

21 years old. Feel like 80s or 90s.

LOL.

My mind has been roaming all the possibilities. All the wh-questions.

Somehow, a voice or an intuition of mine is telling me that this is a critical stage. Watching my ticking-time bomb, it worries me. Depresses me.

Taking a toll on me. Can't feel when I'm hungry. Breath hardly. Can't slouch.

It could be so huge sometimes I thought at any given moment, the bomb will goes off.

I'd be done.

I appreciate all the supports my mom gave me. She tried.

Except meds. Yes. No meds.

Maybe I should get my will written. Make some confessions. Treat everyone even.

Eat. Pray. Love.

Meditate in peace. Just in case, I get my second chance.

Lost In Translation

Boring. Lonesome.

I can see how it appeals to some.

Somehow, it strikes my chord. I feel through the process all my life without going to some places afar.

The problem is, how can this happen, even when you are with someone you love, someone who are closed to you?

I comprehend the reality side of the story. It totally sold me.

Traveling and adventure.

Solo could not be the very best option. Unless you're a photographer, writer, painter, singer or any other professions or interests which after some creative inspirations and artworks.

I guess, at some point, I fall for the category.

Scarlett is a real Sheila by the way. Bill is all pruney.

Starring Scarlett Johansson and Bill Murray.(2003)

Spirited Away

Watched twice.

Once, when I was very young. Second time was yesterday.

I think this is my favourite Japanese animated film of all time so far.

The film opens with ten year-old Chihiro and her parents traveling to their new home. Along the way, her father mistakes an off-beaten road for a short cut, and they inadvertently wind up in what he thinks is an abandoned amusement park.

A brief exploration reveals a restaurant's unattended buffet and Chihiro's parents succumb to the delicious offerings. While her parents gorge themselves on the food, Chihiro continues to explore and encounters a young man named Haku. Haku warns her to leave at once, but by this time it is too late.

Chihiro discovers she is trapped in a vacation spot for the spirit world and that her parents have literally become pigs. With no one to turn to, she must learn how to survive in this strange land and, more importantly, to rescue her parents and return home.

Directed by the legendary Japanese anime director, Hayao Miyazaki.

From the Japanese anime Spirited Away by Chihiro (voice-over by Rumi Hiiragi) (2001)

Hachiko: A Dog's Story

I just named my dog last night. Name is Bob. Say hello to Bob.

Indeed. Somewhat generic dog's tale. Yet the emotion was too overwhelming for me to handle.

Each moment I was with the film, every forms of positive feelings blossomed before me. From family warmth, to especially dog-to-master's deep devotion, tugged on the heartstrings.

The plot thickens when Parker pass on, and Hachi starts to wait on his master's return at the train station. Same time, same place, everyday for 10 years.

The moment you cannot resist. 

His every facial expression (if dog has one) speaks his emotions like he truly comprehend. No matter how people tell him to stop, he keeps on waiting for his master's return.

The film is based on real-life event in 1924, in Japan of a professor named Hidesaburo Ueno, owned a dog pet, named him Hachiko.

A statue was being built for Hachiko at the Shibuya Station, in Tokyo.

An American version by Richard Gere. (2009)

For All The Wrong Reason

It ate me.

I aborted my plan at the last minute which I mapped out well since two months ago. Supposed to be a form of escapism. Now is failure. (sigh)

My knees on the floor. Staring blankly on the carpeted floor. Tears well up my eyes and hurts me to the core.

I was in despair.

Look! Six doggy eyes on me!
Wise words come through my ears.
One. Two. Three.
A jam I'll never hear.

Ok. It wasn't a neat cop-out then. I'll give you that. I hate to make fun of myself.

Unlike my other pals, they are on probation for a month. What a luck!

Then. Queen's words struck me real hard like a hammer. It all come down to this.

Fore-ordination. Or doom?

I can't go back in time. Scientists fail me. God forbids me. It was a mistake. I had made myself a black sheep among the white ones. I have to accept the fact. The fact is, I screwed up. Big deal.

Now. I just have to accept whatever falls on my laps. What is there left to me. Even it means merely scraps.

Freedom.

To get there. Whatever the balls and chains, it is in my court now. Only stone thrown away.

They have to let me through. Let me pay my dues.

Can't wait to catch my third flight getaway.

Whosh! Wheee...whoooo...whee...