Civil War

A war has erupted again just like it happened before. During the last great war, Gondorians and Vikings were severely wounded, some with permanent scaring. It only needed one change to end the futile sufferings of both armies. It came to their senses when one party decided to step one pace back, and a peace treaty was struck. Hatred was buried, peace returned to their shared land.

The Vikings and Gondorians lived in peace and with much love for many moons, the Vikings has cremated any ill feelings and believed their existence with the Gondorians will last for generations, but deep inside the Gondorians, they still harbor a seed of doubt on the Vikings’ previous alliance, the Persians. Imaginary visions of Vikings uniting with the Persians once again to betray and overthrow the Gondorians causes uneasiness and they knew it’s only a matter of time before a fresh brewed storm with the Vikings will dawn upon them once again.

And it came on one of the many occasion of the Vikings’ drunken rampage and verbal diarrhea, the Gondorians took the opportunity to strike. The battles was fast and furious, both armies withheld their dignity and would not give in, for they knew offering a glimpse of egoistical weakness will translate into accepting a defeat. The Gondorians went to the extent to confront their perceived enemy Persians in hope to quash their inner ghost.

The Gondorians and Vikings realize and admits they need one another to flourish, and having encounter and defeated many common nemesis and tests of nature, both understands one another inside out. Gondorians are well-built and tough on the exterior, yet fragile on the inside. Vikings are calm and cocky in portrayal, yet easily punctured in terms of feelings and emotion. Only one thing they share in common, their egos!

To make peace again, Gondorians would need the Vikings’ commitment to build and sustain their land and to express their loyalty in action. But the nature of the rebellious Vikings makes this simple task to appear like a daunting one. The Vikings are actually ready but true to their nature does not reveal them easily.

At present, The Vikings are suffering in excruciating pain and so are the Gondorians. All the Vikings need is a SINCERE apology. The Vikings forgive and forget because all it matters to them is the future of their land with the Gondorians, not its ugly past.

He struck again

Been a while since I got a chance to lay my hands on a new victim. Either they’re too well protected or am seeing the same faces again. Though i still DO my repeat victims, but it has no glory to shout about.

My prayer was answered last Saturday. At first sight i i knew she's vulnerable. My thirst for fresh meat heightened my senses; My fear suppressed... Here we go again. Opportunity is when luck and preparation crosses path.

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Face-distorter strikes again…

So cute… Hay Lee. CS' barely one-year old daughter. I think she got her father's personality and her mother's good looks.

Serial Face-Distorter

Every now and then, a friend or family member will be blessed with a bundle of joy (that's a good way of saying 20 years of suffering). The usual "so cute.....s" and "what's the weight" naturally comes from eager visitors. I too will be carrying these cute little creatures around. But when in private.... the Face-Distorter will strike...

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No one is safe...

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They are usually caught unaware;

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Pretending to be asleep does not help;

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Acting blur does not save you either;

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Some likes it (at least i think so);

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Obviously some doesn't;

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Some struggles but to no avail;

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The smart ones will just give in.

Watch this space... the serial face-distorter shall strike again.

How many have you got?

How many lovers?
How many wives?
How many child?
How many cars?
How many properties?

How many MISSED calls?

I got 26 on the 7th April 07.

Went home for Cheng Beng that weekend. Nah, it not from any wandering spirits...

The Ego War

To me Ego war starts when we apply this priciple: "everyone thinks they are right". I created this priciple way back when i was 11 years old where i see my classmates and of course me have constant bitching. Came a to a conclusion it'll never end because everyone had their own point of view. Now i know it's universally applicable. Ask a cheating BF in a long-distance relationship and he'll say he cheats because he thinks of the GF back home too much. Ask a cheating wife and she'll say she's gaining experience to please her husband. Ask the Americans who attacks Iraq they'll tell you their curbing terrorism. Ask the suicide bombers (if they're still alive) they'll tell you it's a God's will. The list goes on.... Everyone thinks they are right.

Currently I'm in an Ego war. Its not physically straining, but it drains me emotionally. But as per the name of the war itself, the first sign you allow your enemy to see you're craking, I'll loose.

How does this war come about? Just like the war between Israel and Palestine where both party has their PAST written about a piece of land. The ego war started in similar circumstances where the past is involved. This is about whose life was more colorful in the past and we now choose to unearth what's intentionally buried.

Beware, think wisely before digging a grave. It might spark a war that'll never end.

Reason of Intoxification

Since my previous entry was on drinking: The Consequences of it, reckon I should continue the prequel to it, the REASON of why we drink.

For obvious reason we drink when we want to celebrate an occasion. Be it at the New Year’s party or prom night, guys and gals drink to get naughty.

Locally, we have wedding dinners with lousy below-average singers hogging the stage. I sometimes wonder maybe patrons drink to desensitize their hearing in order to endure the 2- hours- plus onslaught of bad singing.

Some drink because it’s a game. Me personally love to drink for this reason alone.

There’s a lot out there who just wanna get high and forget about the stress at work.

When you get dumped u’ll drink like there’s no tomorrow. Not that tomorrow matters anyway.

I drank when Italy won the world cup. Waited 15 years for that to happen.

Some people drink when they feel lonely, insecure and unhappy. Others assume their loved one does not love them as much.

Oh yeah, me a GB drank to our happiness. “two Screwdriver please”.

Emptying the Vodka bottle

What are the consequences if have this is your hand,

And you turn it into this within a couple of hours?

The results vary greatly. You might end up being a great entertainment subject for others;

Or give the opportunity to unearth some talented artists;
Or subject to our biological reaction and get yourself into this;
Some either knowingly or not ended up having sex when their drunk;
Other results might be the sudden burst of confidence level. Letting go of what words you’ve been holding back or making confessions that have been lying deep inside your soul.

Well, on a lighter note, i know of a person who actually cries when getting drunk;

But the one of the most memorable moments I’ve witnessed last night was trying to fix Lego.

:) Vodka is fun.

A missing alphabet

The impact of spoken and written words varies greatly. It is more so more when you make a typo in the written form where it may alter the intended meaning.

Say for example, when Brad is having coffee with Jolie, after getting comfortable and looking her in the eyes Brad asked, “Have you ever been EXCITED by a man?”. And a blushing Jolie replies, “You could give it a try”.

Second scenario, Tom is chatting online with Kate and their conversation is picking up steam. After 30 minutes, Tom typed, “Have you ever been EXITED by a man?”. Kate replied, “I’m not planning to clean my colon coz I’m not into anal. Fuck off bugger”. Her status went offline.

Today I did the mistake in never checking my writings thoroughly. And it was an email to the entire universe in my office. I felt like a fool.

Can i undo my actions?

I was watching Discovery and there was this program about sleep walking. One of the various doings of sleep walkers are sleep sex, or sexsomnia.

Quoting from a BBC article, "Imagine finding unexplained condoms around your house and then waking up one night to find your partner having sex with a stranger". Well, its going to be nasty. Eventhough its not really anybody's fault as sleep sex is a very serious medical condition, and even if your partner leave you a note the next day like this,

i don't think many individuals can stomach that thought, not even speaking of that sight. Well, unless you have a serious fetish.

Certain actions whether conciously or subconciously done could not be retracted. I believe our memory will be diluted thru time so eventually things will go back to its original state. However, as in any bloody thing in life, there'll be a cause-effect factor. Certain time its a change for the good, or on the contrary.

Over the new year I learned a few new things about myself. Previously unknown of due to ingnorance i learned that there are many things that can affect me emotionally. Good thing i channeled the effects in to giving a go at blogging.

I thought the last thing would be someone's writing on the internet. This picture reminds me of that.

Eating my own shit

Sometimes (too often than not) i spoke too soon. Like a rabbit which eats back what they shit, yeah it feels like that. Maybe i should prepare my own shit sandwich.

Whenever i see sights of people bringing along their GFs or such to a futsal game, and to me those chicks looks like dumb blondes watching faithfully while their respective Zidanes or Ronaldos do the stuff in the futsal cage.

Last night i did the same. Well, when its my own it doesn't look dumb at all. At least i know i can take back what i said. One brownie point for conquering my ego. :)