I went for driving and man, do I suck. I'm never gonna get a licence and roam the roads on a rampage. Maybe I should just kidnap the instructor and run for it til he gives me a damn licence. Sydney... yes... I shall bring him there. Will give the damn cops a run for their money.
Also, have always wondered how driving instructors do their job. They can talk to you about politics and how the government has not done its job, and halfway during a sentence, in a calm professional and gentle voice, tells me to turn left in the next corner. Very amusing.

Went to Vale's concert today. He's a budding composer in the VCA and tonight, the VCA orchestra played a piece he composed. It was, to term it loosely, fantastic and inspiring and simply wonderful. Wished I could compose for an orchestra... or sing with one... or just compose or sing in general. Heh, things that usually do not happen.

Had an idea about a story just now. It's still in the works... and I should finish up my unfinished pieces. Moreover, all the damn work to do, games to play, and anime to watch. ARGH.

Does this look like Candz?




a bit right? or i may be blind....

He wondered what the witch woman of the 90s said for the 16th time.
"Your world will end when you and the Glass Princess fall in love," she had said. He desperately wanted to believe her, but was at the same time, hesitant.
She was a princess of stature and royal upbringing, of beauty beyond compare, possessing magic and a loving heart that encompasses all worlds.
He... was just a boy with an overactive imagination. Yet... he wanted to believe the witch woman. He was in love, he thought.
The Glass Princess was staring at him, as if seeing into his transparent heart. "You were thinking about what the witch woman said didn't you?"
"How did you know?" he asked stupidly as little boys are known to be.
The Glass Princess gave a pretty smile. "I can see into your heart. I am the Glass Princess and your heart is clear for me to see."
The boy covered his chest protectively. "Then you know everything about me," he said.
"I know that you love me," she whispered and came nearer to him. "I know that you've loved me the moment you saw my image in the Mirror Lake, when you gazed upon me in the Heartless Dungeons, when I see you now. I know you love me."
The boy despaired. "Then," he pleaded with the princess, "then what am I to do? Tell me please! The witch woman said I would love you, and you would love me. But my world will end! You cannot love me!"
"Shhh... Under who's hand am I under? I have no strings of which Destiny controls. I am my own person, and I can do as I will. I am the Glass Princess, not the Puppet Princess. And I, as a princess, now love this boy with an overactive imagination. You, I now love you." The Glass Princess took the boy's hand and the boy held it delicately.
The boy looked at her painfully beautiful face and asked in a quavering, small voice, "You accept my heart? My love? And you will return this heart to me?"
"I give my heart to you," she replied and placed his hand on her chest.
The boy could feel her tiny heart beating. It was a wonderful feeling. "Is this a dream or reality?"
She gave a small laugh. "It is a dream."
The boy was dismayed. He didn't want it to be so. "Then," he asked once more, "then your Highness, when will reality come?"
"When the dream finishes dear one."
"When is that?"
There was a pause as the Princess thought the question over. Then, in a satisfied voice said, "When your world ends. When you do not need it anymore. When you deem it so."
"What will happen?"
"I do not know. That is for you... for us... to find out," she replied, a trifle sadly. The boy gently pushed her away and took her hand in his.
"Then we will find out. For I cannot live in a dream," he said.
The Glass Princess smiled. "And neither can I my love."
The story ends here, in the dark Forest of Wandering, where the boy and the Glass Princess embrace each other, holding tightly to each other, never to let go. He loved her as she did him. And slowly, gently and quietly, the boy's world... ended.


This has been a WTF moment by Pang Ee Pin. Be sure to tune in next time for more sex, gore and the occasional panda. For we all love pandas... and MeccaBah... I love free food ;)

Im a sad little man. You know you're a sad man when you go on a supposed date and you can't chase off the guy you barely know who comes to join you. What kind of loser does that make me? The sad kind with barely any balls. Not the size of bulls I assure you.
While on the subject of sad, I am definitely a bad judge of the weather. Went out on a cold windy day with only a shirt on my back. Think I'll get sick tonight. We'll see.
Furthermore, to add salt to injury, there we are, talking about relationships of 3-5 years and meeting parents and things like that. And I cannot add any titbit to the conversation except for some forced grins and slight chewing of the pasta stuck in my teeth. Goes to show how the experience of a relationship of less than 3 months comes in handy huh?
Well, since I am a sad sad man, I might as well play the full role of feeling sorry for myself by blantantly wondering when I will get off my lazy ass and make something of myself.

Never I guess.




fuck.. dun even noe y i bother...

There would have been a witty and funny story about carrying a couch from somebody's place to mine. It would have involved hefting, grunting, cries of help and agony, almost being hit by cars, stared on by NORMAL pple and the occasional giraffe of course.
But alas, there was no couch to be carried. It was too late for that particular path of action.

Somebody asked if I lifted weights. I laughed for a whole 10 minutes.

And dammit.. I have to get these 40 pages of readings done TONIGHT. I WILL. Happy Merdeka pple. Malaysia is free... in a sense.


What do you do when your girlfriend starts smoking? Slow down and use a lubricant.

something pple always need to learn.

I just watched South Korea lose the Women's Handball for the Olympic gold... hmm... didn't seem to be able to put that in a coherent sentence. No matter, it was a humbing experience. They were against Denmark, and both sides put up a superb fight. I never knew handball was that intriguing and exciting to watch... as was volleyball. Was very interesting. The two teams were locked at a tie after time, and after half time... it was only after the penalty shootout that the Danes proved to have the better keeper. The Koreans.. they cried... who wouldn't. But nobody could blame them. They did their best, they put up a fight, and they got the silver. Nobody could have asked more from them.
The Danes? They went crazy and started rolling on the floor. Go figure.

Wasted my night watching a Larc'en'ciel concert on video. Fren d/led for me and it's called Shibuya Seven Days. It totally rocks... the music was good, the astonishing amount of pple that attended was pretty shocking. Scary stuff man, could have sworn 80 percent were women. I want to be Hyde (vocal lead of the band), just for one night. He's a pretty boy, has a superb voice, and is part of one of the most popular bands in Japan. I love Larc... they have that correct blend of rock and pop. Listen to Jrock pple... tis good for you.