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A human with a severe lack of common sense, and powerfully apathetic towards his deficiency; To completely and utterly
screw something up so badly that it cannot be repaired. The result of sending in an idiot to deal with a burched situation;
a rick is another name for a short fat hairy apeman that nobody likes.
posted on Monday, March 30, 2009 @ 3/30/2009 10:42:00 PM | back to the top.
I've never had so much to think about in my life as I did today. A lot of stuff was going on in my mind and I needed to clear my head. Hence, I went for a jog instead of going to church to confess. Definitely my future was one of the major concerns I had. I thought...what happens after I graduate from Uni and get a degree in Digital Audio Engineering and Electronic Music? What do I REALLY want to do and what do I NEED to do? Money...How much do I need to earn so I can support my parents and my OWN family if I happen to have one. It's certain I've never thought of how much I wanted to earn because I always believed that I'll be satisfied with whatever I earn as long as I was enjoyed the job I'm in. How long do my parents have to wait till I can support them fully without them having to slog it out for themselves? They can't depend on my sisters cause the both of them have their own families to take care of already. It's funny how I am blogging about this and it feels like a déjà vu. Well whatever..next I thought of which woman would be willing to get married to a dreamer like me? Who in their right mind would fall for a guy who's dream and goal is to become a dj/producer? No woman would want to slug it out with a guy who's poor and has no certain future, there is simply no security. So will I have a family? If not, then I wouldn't need to earn as much as I need to right? Then it all just continues to revolve around the same topic until I found myself having thoughts after thoughts that just kept running through my mind like a runaway train on an endless railway. and now I am in a confused state. I have no idea what I am doing. As I am here, my whole world seems to be spinning, could be the rush of blood into my head after the jog..I don't know.Well most of today seemed like I was walking through Hollywood, well it tends to be like that most of the time because of the amount of movies that I've watched. To the station on my way out of home, I saw this dude walking towards me, he sent murderous chills down my spine...he had the vibe of Tony Montana from the movie "Scarface". Why so? He was wearing this pair of lookalike "Rayban" classic sunglasses, which had a faint gold tint. And he also had on this silk Cuban flowery shirt which had the top 2 buttons opened and that trimmed goatee of his...gosh. What hit me the most was the way he walked, it was a wee bit retarded but I swear this guy definitely thinks he's a star. Just picture Tony Montana wearing a silk Cuban shirt and add in Derek Zoolander's catwalk...BOOM! You get exactly what I saw..Montana Zoolander. I could imagine him doing the infamous Zoolander "Magnum" pose..haha...that would be been hilarious. Next movie star I saw? Jean Claude Van Damme as Robocop. This happened to be in town as I was walking towards the office. I saw this Malay guy who wore this tight tank top and super skinny washed sky blue denim jeans which had a size 24 waist...no kidding, this guy had a waist size smaller than any woman. He wasn't very tall either, just about my shoulder's height and I'm 5"5(166cm). But his muscles...damn...he could kill me with the mere twitch of his fingers. They were so well-defined it made me wonder if he underwent plastic surgery for muscle construction or maybe STEROIDS...no idea man it was just perfect...like what Jean Claude Van Damme said.."God gave me a great body and it's my duty to take care of my physical temple"...HE definitely had a physical temple. The weird thing about him though...he walked like Robocop...it took him 40 seconds to cross the traffic light at the Ion construction site to Wheelock Place! What took me 18 seconds to walk and mind you I wasn't rushing cause my feet were hurting like hell cause of my bloody shoes...took him twice the time. Each step that he took looked like he was trying to flex every muscle on his body and it was so mechanical he seemed like a cyborg or maybe he was just too scared that if he walked any faster, wind resistance MAY actually damage the beauty of his spectacular muscles. God knows where he was going to but hell he may have had to have a buffer time of few hours before he could reach his destination. Well..I had 1 or 2 more sightings of these "Hollywood" stars today but if I were to go on...I'd be defaming the real Hollywood stars with the fakes.
Looking forward to the weekend...Judge Jules and New Young Pony Club...AYE!
posted on Friday, March 27, 2009 @ 3/27/2009 12:35:00 AM | back to the top.
Look past me,or through
Give me all the courtesy
of a pane of glass,
Perhaps then I'll see the silver
What would I even say
to your perfection?
Would I stumble?
Flail helplessly
and hope for pity?
Lose myself?
Like the keys in my front pocket
to the mess of my upturned drawers..
Instead..manufacture something grander
from pieces of my own forgotten grandness?
perhaps..
a failing David
chipped hastily from the Stonehenge?
Perhaps I missed the point
Perhaps I missed true perfection
Maybe it isn't hidden away
behind your eyes
at the check-stand across from me..
who are you, anyway?
If my dream of you is perfection
then perfection lives within that dream..
Within me..
posted on Thursday, March 26, 2009 @ 3/26/2009 11:57:00 PM | back to the top.
Street Fighter: Legend of Chun Li"STAR-STUDDED" Cast: Kristin Kreuk as Chun Li (Smallville Pretty Face)
Edmund Chen as Chun Li's Father (Mediacorp Small Time Actor)
Robin Shou as Gen (Liu Kang of Mortal Kombat)
Michael Clarke Duncan as Balrog (Green Mile Big Man)
Neal McDonough as Bison (Familiar face in several lousy films)
Chris Klein as Charlie Nash (American Pie Duschbag)
The movie was a joke made of street fighter. I have no idea what was the budget they had to work with but it seemed even Ong Bak had a bigger budget. The setting was bad, the cast was bad and the acting was horrendous. Chun-Li went from little Chinese girl to Eurasian girl and finally to Caucasian girl, it showed how she had evolved together with the deterioration of the Mandarin language as she grew older. The first Cantonese line Kristin Kreuk had to say was:"yo mo yan hai pang so ah!" which means is there anyone around to help. She said it so quickly and jumbled up the words...it sounded like she was just screaming:"Yoyangmpangsah!" Then surprisingly...in her home situated in HK, she spoke to all her servants in freaking Mandarin man...and the only Mandarin I heard her say was:"Shie Shie!" and "Wo bu ming bai". Her mandarin was shit ass lousy, must have taken her 2 freaking years to learn thank you and I don't understand in Mandarin. Then came the ridiculous part where Chun-Li went to see this Chinese woman who started blabbering a whole load of crap which I couldn't understand cause there were no subtitles. And then...Chun-Li was asked to go to Bangkok to be ONE WITH THE PEOPLE. But she wasn't really the joke of the movie, it was Ltn.Charlie Nash from Interpol. Damn he could win America's Next Top Model with his role in the movie. He was posing for the camera throughout the whole movie...squinting his eyes at the camera...pouting his lips to give that "sexy" feel...oh come on...and there were just plain cold lame dialogs like the ones David Caruso had in CSI:Miami. The fight sequences were bad...and the biggest joke was Balrog having a freaking DURIAN thrown at his head and still survive with barely even a scratch. He must have like a head of iron or something man...who could ever survive a direct hit in the skull with a Durian? And who would in their right mind would throw a DURIAN with their bare hands at someone...it's suicidal and sick man. No wonder the Bangkok mobsters who had guns retreated with Balrog..the villagers were insane shits. The came the classic Bollywood fast-forwarded fight scenes to make it seem as though they were fighting each other real fast. Vega Vs Chun-Li, one of the major fight scenes? Nope...it lasted for less than 2 minutes. It was like the original street fighter game, you have 90 seconds before defeat/victory. There was no effort to include any real CG...the only CG I saw was Chun Li's Yin Yang Powerball. Next thing when I witnessed was Bison having his head twisted by Chun Li and best part of it all...Neal McDonough just wore his suit backwards to show his head was twisted...how ORIGINAL AND CLASSIC! It reminded me of this video I watched years back...
Yup...even THIS movie had a more intense fight. Yea...OVERALL rating for Street Fighter: Legend of Chun Li: 0/5
posted on Wednesday, March 25, 2009 @ 3/25/2009 12:12:00 AM | back to the top.
What is truth? What is a lie? In my context...a lie is something fictitious. Like a story book. You tell a lie like you're telling a story, make belief, a lie is something that has never happened, a lie may in fact be the truth in a parallel dimension. Your lie could be the truth happening to yourself in the other world..no one knows. The truth is our existence, everything that we do and the very fact that we are living organisms in this world is the truth. You're probably confused by what I'm saying here, probably no one could understand this except for myself so forgive me before you proceed on reading. Truth has always been a major issue with human beings. Thus came about the term, trustworthiness. How do you judge a person's trustworthiness? Every single micro organism in this world probably can communicate with one another, it's just the difference in species which make things incomprehensible. I've always tried to tell the truth. But in this human world where we homosepians have evolved so radically, we started to become suspicious of one another, which is the very reason why we lie to one another. We want to live in that perfect fantasy world where everything would be perfect by a simple tell tale spelled and composed by our inner selves. Nobody WANTS to lie, but everybody WANTS a perfect life, which is impossible given our nature. Today I have experienced the truth becoming a lie. Did I lie about anything, no I didn't think so. Did I tell the truth? I did I believe so. But my truth became a lie because of misconception. Am I lying now or am I telling the truth, I'm having the same misconception my mom and sis have of me.On my way back after the movie with my colleagues, I felt....I don't even how to explain it. It was a sudden surge of blood pumping into my heart which made me feel like I was hyper-ventilating, but it was not hyper-ventilation, and neither was it a panic attack, nor was it an adrenaline rush. But as I got off that train, everything around me seemed so weird, it's like I could hear everything so clearly, like the sound of the escalator handrails moving, every single person who was talking, the sound of crickets and frogs in the field, lamp posts bulbs flickering, cars and motorcycles in the distant. My left and right ears were catching different sounds from every direction and it was irritating, my whole world became noise. I just wanted to go back home and shut myself in the room. I feel physically fine...but I think mental fatigue has caught up with me finally.
My body restless
My mind amok
The world's a circus
I'm stage-struck
My heart beating
My lungs pumping
The noise is jarring
I'm buckling
posted on Tuesday, March 24, 2009 @ 3/24/2009 01:08:00 AM | back to the top.
I love taking pictures of the sky...and especially love these 3 photos that I took. Shows that there is always sunlight behind every cloud...dark or clear.
Even in the night...the moonlight shines brilliantly behind the night sky.
Behind every cloud there is sunlight
Behind every night sky there is the moon
Behind it all, lies my blue lagoon
posted on Monday, March 23, 2009 @ 3/23/2009 11:17:00 AM | back to the top.
I feel like nothing matters anymore,empty and alone,
and I keep thinking of before,
when I was happy and full of laughter,
but I just don't care anymore...
posted on Sunday, March 22, 2009 @ 3/22/2009 12:06:00 AM | back to the top.
The whole day I've been on my toesWearing a jacket and stupid formal clothes
I kept counting the heads of those rich egos
Watching them strut around like pharaohs
Walked around in circles till I got dizzy
Escorting rich asses like some caddie
Just being around them made me measly
Thinking they have latte while I have gutter coffee
Listened to a talk boring as hell
Until that Indonesian dropped the bombshell
I laughed till my stomach became unwell
Oh dear..I have shit to dispel!
So many views they all had to impart
I swear a battle was about to start
They all should shut up and just depart
Otherwise smell my lovely fart
posted on Friday, March 20, 2009 @ 3/20/2009 11:48:00 PM | back to the top.
I had dreams of being a DjSpinning endlessly on a thrill
Millions of songs I insist to play
For ears listening against my will
Now I sit and take time to wonder
Your name's the only thing running through my head
If only I were taller
I wouldn't have much unsaid
The joy and energy you supply
Your stupid jokes, your funny lines
Until I ask...am I wry?
I guess I am with my brain just entwined
Your kinkiness and chivalry
With your reality and fantasy so surreal
The way it overpowers me
It's when I feel I'm most real
Your smile, frown, and scars
Your bark, whimper, and bite
It became part of my memoirs
It became like my nightlight
I wonder if what I see is the truth
Your habits and peeves oh how you confuse
Are my eyes the slyest sleuths?
Or are you someone I'm not willing to lose?
posted on Saturday, March 14, 2009 @ 3/14/2009 06:16:00 PM | back to the top.
You saved me from myselfMore than anyone
Cause everyone had themselves
You always stayed through till the end
You're the only one who could comfort me
When I was alone
The only one who can make me smile
My head hurts I think I'm going to be sick
The music in my head were your dreams
Your own love's your lifetime
You gave me your heart
You died for me relentlessly
You may not look like much
But you were the best work of art
Even though you couldn't speak
I heard every word you said
Only you could sing your tune
Only you could listen to my music
And only you could save me
Not just anyone
Yet I lost you in the through absent-mindedness
With shrinking hope of you being found
Too long you have gone to flee alone
I know no longer how to roam