Ok, here's the scoop. Did quite a lot of stuff yesterday. Well, it started off boring... as usual... until my ex called and asked me to help her move stuff. Her stuff was all at my place, feet planted firmly on my carpet floor... in other words...heavy. So me, her and an elderly mover when to move her stuff. A lot of stuff. That done, popped over to the city with another fren for dinner, then to uni for fren to do uni stuff. We walked there. Did I mention it was about 32/33 degrees celsius? Yes, it was 32/33 degrees celsius. A little hot. And when the wind blew, the cradle caught fire. Hot wind blowing in your face does not give one the motivation to walk up to uni. But we did.

That done, we bored people dropped by another fren's place to bum when we chanced upon more frens! The congregation grows! From there, we learn of a story of a bbq with japanese pple (girls). Some frens take jap u see, so they could go meet these japanese pple, and brought frens over too...except me. They said I wasnt well, sane. Which is weird cause Im not crazy!!! I'm not!! Muha..hahah...hahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Back to story. They were going to show some Jap pple the city, so I tagged along, with promises of being good and not be me. Damn. That was hard. We walked the city in 32/33 degrees celsius for 2 hours. Snapping pics. Chatting with the Japanese, well, I didn't chat much.. me being the shy thing of 21 winters.

After the Jap pple went home... we were on our way to dinner. Thirsty, hungry... tired. Where we bumped into my fren's sensei (teacher), and after some discussion, took her and her friend to Shanghai Village to makan. Dumplings. Love them. Can't live without them.

Finally... the main event. Karaoke from 830 to 3am. Yes. For more than 6 hours. I have no more voice now. So I can't talk, but can only put my eloquent, superb, yet simplistic words (yes I know I'm humble and modest and all that. a great man am I) on this electronic thingamajing. And was tired. Now am refreshed. I am cool.

Btw, dreamt about Sae Rom yesterday night. Can't remember what it was about though. Dreams are weird things.

Song of the post: Land of the Loving

Am so tired right now. More details in the morn. Seeya then.

Ode to Oren Ishii

Ay yo,
I wanna dedicate this song right here to Oren Ishii
Half Chinese, half Japanisie, half American, and yo
Oh what a species

A figure of perfection

She got the sinister cat eyes
And little freckles on her complexion
Chief of the Yakusa
But she's wicked like Medusa
And she got Crazy 88 killers
That'd slice right through ya
Quick to chop a head off
Then wipe the blood off

A long-range sniper shot she busts
Never let a dud off
You got a minute to pray
And a second to die
You could see the image of the devil reflectin inside her eye

But since she was a little girl, yo
She never would cry
She seen so much tragedy
Let me explain to you why

She grew up on a military base
Where she had to face
The brutality of her mother and her father being erased
The blood dried from her teardrops on her cheek
You seen the smear spots
She sat, only watched
As the shogun sliced through her dear pops
Through his thick skull
Ya she's vicious, like a pit bull
And when it comes to hatred and revenge
She got a shit full

Revenge is the fire that burns inside your soul

Ay yo, she been bustin up knee caps son
Since the age of 11
But fuckin her enemy to death
That was her favorite weapon
And in death you paid in hell
Boy it can't be paid in heaven
You better get down on your knees son
And start prayin to the reverend
Bon Appetite
Boy revenge is so sweet
Especially when it's served on a cold dish

But she has no wish
But to cut yo day short
Like the winter solstice
And the chance to receive a slight bit of mercy from her was hopeless

Oren Ishii
Half Chinese, half Japanisie, half American
Oh, what a species

- The RZA

Man, watched Macross again. It's so good that I could just keep on watching again and again. Old shows. Cant beat them.

Do you remember love?

Smile, when you feel most like crying.

She smiled at him, the corners of her mouth upturned, her teeth flashing white to signal all was alright. Only her eyes betrayed what was within. He wouldn't notice anyway.
He didn't.

-So you're telling to go for it?- he asked with such innocence and cluelessness that she almost laughed out loud.

No.

-I'm telling you to do what you feel you should do- she replied, not understanding why she did, but knowing exactly why she had to.

-What I feel?- he scratched his head as he mulled over it.
She loved the way he did that. She loved many things about him.
-What I feel huh? I love her... that counts for much huh?-

I love her. I love you. What about I love you? I'm here dammit! I'm in front of you!

She laughed.
-Doesn't that make things easier? You love her! That settles it then-

He chuckled along.
-I love her alright. The way she laughs, how those emerald eyes sparkle. Have you ever seen them? They shine when she smiles. And that smile!-

I love the way you scratch your cheek when you laugh. I love those brown eyes that speak to my soul. The way you touch me, or squeeze me, or hug me. Or kiss me.

-I'm like crazy now. I can't seem to get her out of my thoughts! She's like a Goddess to me. Heh, very melodramatic I know, but hey, you know me-
He gave her a smirk. She loved the smirk too.

Enough already! ENOUGH!!!!

She cleared her throat.
-What do you think you should do then?-

He broke into a smile. She knew with a sinking heart that he had the answer.

-I know what to do now. Love waits for no man eh?- he said.

I've waited and I'm still waiting. I've been waiting all my life. All your life. For all our lives dammit.

-Nope. Love's impatient. Go for it tiger- she encouraged.

-I will! No regrets! All the way huh?- he stood and gave her a hug. It thrilled her and yet, she fell into despair, knowing it would never be one other than that of a friend.

-All the way- she hugged back.

I love you. Say it... please.

-That's why you're my best friend!-

I love you...

-Yeah...best friends- she repeated, and smiled brightly at him.

Does it really mean that everybody cannot be happy?

Was watching a jap drama today. It was about a girl who wanted to help everybody, to make them all happy. But is it possible? I mean, can everybody be happy? What about human emotion, that's a huge factor in deciding the quotient that is joy. Jealousy? Love? 2 sides of the same coin. Help somebody in love and incur somebody's jealous wrath. Greed? Generousity? Give some pple who need money the cash, making others want it and want it more instead. A single person's life is made either a fraction or significantly better, and many times that have very different repurcussions. In the show, the girl falls in love with a guy. Her fren loves him too. So she denies loving him. The fren hates her for it and tells her to move out of her apartment.

-How can I live with somebody who loves the same person as I do-

Is it worth it? Pple say the smile, the gratitude that comes after is just rewards. What about the hatred and jealousy that comes?

Think about it

It's not good getting bored. And yes, I am bored. With all the games, shows, how could I get bored? But I am. Go figure. Back to a useless life. Oh yes.

Macross rox. Say it with me. Macross Rox

I was melanchony and thought about the meaning of life and how much it sucked since I did not have that special someone ot spend the day of lovers with. It was achingly painful, hurt to feel, and hated the world for the unfairness of it all. I had something good and it was all gone. Things could have been better. I could have been a prince charming.

All of which took 3 minutes.

Then I went out for lunch with a fren and had a grand time playing the drums and winning eleven with my fren. Then went home to entertain guests (always pple at my place apparantly). then tried to iron clothes. keyword is tried. I'll try again tmw.

Highlight of the day: Talked to a fren which I havent seen in 5 years. Very funny gal (all gals i noe) in Newcastle Australia. Where that is I cannot say. But we held a conversation of an hour ++ Record for me.

Now is late

Now is sleep

No more V day. Go home pple. Use protection please... too many pple in the world today.

ps: kudos to those who wished me a happy v day. nice to feel loved. or remembered. i am boring after all.

Quote of the post: "Chandilly means not to worry" - Pretty Girls (Jap Drama)