Friday, October 30, 2009

-DISGUSTGLASSESCYCLEFINALBOOTSUPTAKE-

Chasing after me, I rode as quick as i could but my cycle got stuck in a small gap.

Falling over, my glasses flew off, effectively blinding me.

"You disgust me."

I glanced back at the silhouette, now hidden by the sun.

He crushed my glasses under his boots.

"Wh.... wh... why ar... e yo..... yo oyoou d-d-d-oing thiisss?" I managed to stammer out.

"You're abit slow on the uptake aren't you."

Cocking the gun, i heard the cartridge click into the chamber.

They say you never hear the final shot.

I disagree.

Monday, October 26, 2009

-INSTABILITY-

how ironic that i would spend 2 full days on rock mechanics and rock slopes, forgoing sleep on sunday night.

To realise that the word i missed out was instability.

Which was what my report was on.

(rock) instability.

lol.

--

all these words that will never be spoken, all the things that will never be done and all the times that will never come to pass perhaps that is the curse of humanity.

Saturday, October 24, 2009

-TRIDENTJUDGEMENTCANDY-

I'm missing one word.

---

trident, would u call the thing that a stereotypical demon wields a trident?

judgement; reserve them.

and candy.

i want candy. =[

Monday, October 19, 2009

-CHANGE-

people used to say, "never change, i think u're perfect just the way you are." whenever we signed like yearbooks and autograph books back in malaysia when we graduated.

I'm sure that's wrong. Cause people DO change. it's natural. and if they change and they're still not perfect and it doesn't sit well with you, then maybe u weren't that great a friend at all.

change; inevitable and integral.

and so is my project management report!

Sunday, October 18, 2009

-SPIRITALTRUISMWHISKYandMISUNDERSTANDING-

They say when the spirit lives in you, u get an unhealthy sense of altruism.

That when someone slaps on the left, you offer the right.

ergo, unhealthy sense of altruism.

or perhaps, that's just an after effect of having too much whisky.

beware the misunderstanding that follows.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

-ESCAPE-

Oh immortal emperor,
Have mercy on us, miserable and unworthy we are.
Oh master of the galaxy,
Protect your flock from the alien.
Oh keeper of the light,
Guide our darkened path with your radiance.
We are your warriors and your servants to thee.
We stand free in escape from blindless of heart.
Free from hypocrisy, vain glories and deceit.
But captive to hatred, malice and anger.
To the filth, the alien, the heretic.
By thy agony and bloody sweat,
By thy golden throne and thy death,
By thy destruction and reemergence as the god of man,
Keep and strengthen us.
We who fight for thee.
***
Death Korp of Krieg

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

-MAN-

modern man is probably the scourge of the earth.

initially given the role of stewards, they have squandered and pilfered the richness of holy Terra and spat at their divine right.

so says the mining engineer.

Monday, October 12, 2009

-GRAFFITI-

baby scribbles,

or leaving yourself on an item of property,

or maybe on my heart.

-EXCESS-

we all live in excess.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Friday, October 9, 2009

-FUTURE-

His phone beeped again - "Hang out?"

He considered it, then decided against it.

He was nearly done with the boss. Just 2 more levels, and he should've garnered enough experience to pummel him.

Whilst delivering his last hit on the Marlboro, his room was suddenly engulfed in a white light, and a loud boom emanated through out.

When his eyes adjusted again and the light faded, there stood a man in the middle of his room, with all his papers scattered around him.

"What the fuck?"

The man looked surprised himself, before he jumped up and shouted, "I DID IT!"

The boy stared in surprise at his new visitor, and there was something strikingly familiar about him.

His eyes, his hair, his features... they kind of looked like...

"Oh shit."

The man turned to face the boy, and they had a moment of silence.

"Oh my god," they said simultaneously.

"I don't remember being that short."

The boy was taken aback by this remark, as he observed his new visitor.

A small frame, glasses, with a shirt tucked in.

Nerd.

"Shit."

The man replied, "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Hunter Gray."

That's me.

"Hah. I can see the gleam of recognition in your eyes. Yes, I am from the future. I successfully built a time machine, and I am here to teach you, or myself (at this point he chuckled) how to make the time machine in order to utilise my time wisely, that I may save all the time I spent between now and then researching how to bend the continuum, that I may be able to spend my life pursuing more meaningful pursuits!"

The boy stared agape at his visitor, and the visitor scanned the room.

"Ah... so nostalgic. Oh! I remember this fight! You're farming Marlboro tentacles right?"

The boy stared at the screen, and remembered what he was initially doing.

"urh.. yeh..."

"OH! Let me try! I haven't played this in ages!"

The man ran over and sat in front of the tv.

"I remember this! You had to farm 20 tentacles to build squall's final weapon! Although that would hardly be necessary if you had Selphie on overdrive, just open the disc cover and search for the End and poof, there goes the bad guy. But i guess you could..." and he babbled on.

The boy stared at his future self, and he decided he had two choices.

He join his counterpart, and learn how to build a time machine and how to effectively farm Marlboro tentacles.

Or he could 'hang out'.

The man suddenly broke out into hysteric laughter, and snot fell out of his nose unto his shirt.

"SOrry sorry this always happens when I'm too excited."

The boy stood up, and walked towards the door.

"HEY! Where are you going? I'm about to fly Ragnarok to get Bahamut!"

He turned around.

"Sorry. There's just no adventure in that."

And he walked out.

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granted, this is very bad. i just had the idea
allof a sudden

fmlyefe

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

-EPIC-

There was a time when things were epic.

not so anymore.

i'm dying slowly.

no thanks to cfp. =[

-CHOICES-

i wanted to write a story.

but ends up i won't.

cause that's just a choice i make.

Monday, October 5, 2009

-DIVINE-

simply divine.

desserts.

-INHERITANCE-

I have none. my parents spent it all on family holidays.

which is fine by me (Y)

Sunday, October 4, 2009

-BUBBLEANDRAIN-

Don't blow bubbles you cannot burst.

Sigh i think i'm losing it.

i just can't seem to write anymore.

this rain won't go away.

Friday, October 2, 2009

-NEEDLES-

i hate pins and needles.

I always get it cause i like sit at such a bad position in front of my computer.

anyway, going down to mandie tonight. woop woop.

very naise

be back on sunday

Thursday, October 1, 2009

-berbatov-

Say what you want about him, if u pass the ball to him, u can be sure he'll hold it (with his incredible close control) and pass it right.

unless he decides to shoot, in which case u better have ur fingers crossed.

-EMPATHY-

or the lack thereof; is what is missing from this world.