Somebody Shoot Me, Please!

Living in this world can be the most fucking annoying thing anyone can do. Why is it that when the wrolds seems to be a better place, when everything doesnt seem so bad after all, Some one or something has to pick up that bloody big hammer and smash everything into a million pieces.

As you can tell, im not in the best of mood these few weeks. Yah, things aint going very well for me, all these when things finally seem to be back on track. It just seem like a vortex where everything just goes down down down. I wonder if there's a bottomline or have i just passed it. I would if i could but i cant so i shant talk about it here but it just made my life so miserable, Romeo and Juliet seem like a comedy. I would have shot myself to end these troublesome irritating things but then i dont think its worth it so i think ill survive. I will survive, its just the process thats a pain in the ass.

Thank you to my friends for you mere presence to make me forget about the problems for a split sec even if you dont know whats happening. Your mere company made my day better even if i still have face the shit. Guys who knew what happen, thanks for just listening to my piled-so-high-it-could-have-been-the-tower-of-babel shitload of problems.

So much energy to let out but no where to go to. No place to shout. No tears to cry. No fucking assholes to kill. So if i just whack you out of no reason, please forgive me. Its a bad time. I know i can survive this all but its just an ass to go through it. So please keep me company to make my days better, just for the moment if not forever.

"God has brought you down to lift you up again so that the world would say 'he couldnt have made it alone, God must have walked beside him.'" So my dear brothers and sisters, pray for me, please.

found it @ 1:43 AM
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Gods and Monsters

A little update on my life, the situation in office getting better, clearing out most of my inbox [if i had one physically] and enjoying it more than the last week.

I've just finished a book [there's the extra, like deleted scenes forma dvd but that's not really part of the story so it doesn't count] and it was the most amazing book ever. The book is none other than Anansi Boys, the newest book by Neil Gaiman.

Abit about the book first.
The story is about Anansi, the african Spider God, and how when he died, his son, Fat Charlie finds out about a brother, Spider, he didnt knew who slept with his fiance, blackmailed his boss and totally messed up his life, however little he has. Along the way, people died, Fat Charlie travelled across the Atlantic a couple of times, people singed and dance, Gods singed and danced and tongues are ripped off. But in the end, it was a happy ending. To find out more, please read the book.

Abit about the author.
Neil Gaiman is the most sick, talented, and unconventional artist around. Some of his famous works include, Good Omens, Stardust, Neverwhere, American Gods, Coraline and the widely acclaimed Sandman series. His stories mostly revolves in our times, where people blogged, Gods are scarce and kids are fat. Yet in each of them is about something from beyond, from the old days, from another world itself. He has this magical way of weaving everything together. A word of caution first, he's stories ain't the happiest ones around and they say magic, they don't mean faeries and stuff. A good example would be Glass Snow Apple, a wicked twist to Snow White.

Lastly, abit about me.
Ever since a kid, i have lived in a world of Gods and Monsters, Myths and Legends. Aries and Apollo acompany me as Zeus fights along side his sons and daughters against the titans. But they have always been stories until Neil Gaiman revealed that they are still part of this world. I feel like he is writing out my dreams.

The book i just finished is a very good example. The book talks about twins and brothers[read previous blog for more details] , about magic and singing [read the last blog for more details] and the green funky hat that needs a little attitude to go with.

I'm starting to lose my thoughts again. If only i had a bottle to store them in. Maybe i should go Ikea to find one this sat. Well until i get my bottles, a toast to Neil Gaiman, my very own Sandman

found it @ 11:17 PM
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The other side of the mirror

It has been a while since i wrote something. Have been extremely busy in the office but had the most wonderful time with my office people. Due to the busy work, been hanging out with the rest less during lunch time. Always got held back last minute due to work. Last week was nightmare when i was almost the only one around. Its going to get busier near the end of calender year and financial year.


Lately, having the urge to create stuff. Been drawing abit and stuff but cant get any substential creation. Need to buff up my portfolio soon if i want to try for NTU. Got the performing urge too. It been so long since i'm on a stage. I kind of miss my band days. The complete surrender to the angel of music. The rhytumn completely in control of your mood. I've always been fascinated by the power of music and musicians. Like people say, artist are the moodiest poeple around. They can change their mood completely in seconds. Good example, in sec sch, my committee members had a disagreement before practice. Strong words and tears were flying around. Yet during practice, we had to play happy songs and it was as if nothing had happened. but that only restricts to the practice. I wonder if my mood swinging ability was due to that. Artist are really weird and unpredictable people.

Was watching TV the other day and some taiwanese had this theory that's very interesting. Second child is usually very erm... [limited vocab] whiney is abit too harsh. how to say. They would say like to "sai nai" or "teh" and to be more physical. haha. Kind of true i think.

Due to my poor memory space, cant remember what i want to say, so here's some pics to end off

found it @ 11:55 AM
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