I've been extra occupied and busy for the last four weeks, hence the lack of updates. May should be the month where I go out and have fun since it's my birthday month, but I think this year I took a different direction, and I took a freelance job, a 3-week contract job.
I was really busy and sitting down in front of laptop for 10 hours every day for three weeks, kept me out of many fun things I should have done. But again, I have my priorities and I must stick to my objectives.
But during those busy days, I had some time observing and make my life more interesting.
I snapped pictures.
I don't know if anybody still read my blog, but if you do, thanks. I'll try to write more regularly after this.
I think all of these pictures were taken sometime last month of September. Nothing worth being nominated to receive the Nobel Prize or anything, because I only take pictures when it has some sort of value to me, or story to it. Other than that, nahh let the rest of the aspiring photographers with big DSLR with lenses longer than their dicks wrapped around their necks taking pictures of everything and anything in the name of art. Lucky because now cameras store all the pictures in digital memory, hence you notice DSLR in every four people you see on the street. Just imagine if they have to buy the film like last time? Yeah, DSLR is the new black.
Me? Not really my thing. I rather buy a super-miniature camera I can even put in my underwear.
Double barrel, better satisfaction.
Anyway, cut the crap. Let's start already.
I was cleaning my room the other day and managed to round up some clothes that I don't really wear anymore. Everything is in good condition, if not very good and it's all wearable. I would not give something that is not wearable, it's like ruining my fashion credibility. Anyone knows where should I give these clothes to? Orphanage or something? Be specific please. Thank you very much.
These items need new owners
More new owners needed
Found this nearby my house. Shit maybe they're setting up some refugee camp or secret place for Weapon of Mass Destruction or something.
Bar Mitzvah? Mazel Tov?
This is what you get when you buy a package. All-in-one diseases. I still buy though, for my dad and I. He said,"if I wanna stop, I wouldn't have done that 30 years ago." So did I.
New cancer product, it's like shampoo, 3-in-1
My youngest brother's 17th birthday. Yes, the one with the purple tee. The cake was half gone even before he blew the candle and the singing shit. Well, look at his size, can't really blame him though.
Haha look at my beloved nephew, Harris. This boy is so handsome I tell you. Wonder what was he trying to show with that face, dude's trying to be macho in front of some girls? U're cutting a cake boy, not human.
I told him to not be too serious. Do some charming face, baru lah awek cair...
He took the master's advice
Went for a dinner at March é with Pa and Ma and Sue. Owh and my friend Ado. I settled for something I've been drooling for a long time, the Wagyu Beef. Medium-cook. The texture of the beef is different, even though the one they have there are probably Grade C or something. Yeah, The finest grade of wagyu beef can go up to about $300USD per plate. Like normal plate, not dulang.
This picture was taken by April Kuan from Juice magazine back in January 2007 during the celebration of Nike Air Force One's XXV Anniversary Party (pictures at NSB.org HERE!). It was appeared on the Editor's Note picture for Juice Magazine issue February/March 2007 if I'm not mistaken. Ha ha ha thanks April!
They say fashion is temporary, STYLE is FOREVER. (Brother Kieren on the left with his OG Supreme tee)
The fiber cast artwork was done by my boy, Izat Arif and coincidentally matched with my favourite shoes at the moment, the Nike Court Force Premium x Gimme 5 (Gimme 5 is/was a sneaker shop in the UK). And, the infamous graffiti artist The Killer Gerbil a.k.a KGB tagged my cast there and then! Mad!
It was about 3 months or so after I got hit by the car thingy (check HERE for better understanding).
Broken leg didn't stop me from doing what I love. How about you ladies and gentlemen?
I haven't cleaned up my room for I-don't-know-how-long. I try to avoid staying too long, unless I want to sleep. Well, considering my hectic schedule now, I get home around 2-3 in the morning, every night. Sleep will come later. I can't stay in my room anymore. It seems lifeless. It is lifeless. Empty. I need to move out of the house very soon. I don't know where to go yet but I believe I'll be fine. I will, in time.
Lifeless Room
It's been a while Since I last saw your lovely smile Since I said things that hurt you Owh now I feel so blue
Everything has changed Everything seem strange But I'm still the same Still feeding on my pain
I don't know what went wrong Sounds like a sad slow song
I still smell you I still feel you In this lifeless room In this everlasting doom
Things will never be the same Once you missed your aim To you I bid my heaviest goodbye I did my best I did try
I don't know what went wrong Sounds like a sad slow song In this lifeless room In this everlasting doom.
*******
These pictures below are just not appropriate. But what the hell this is my blog so I just post whatever I want to. It's almost like a trash bin. Or garbage disposal centre. I don't feel like doing anything to the mess. I like the way it is now. I leave it the way it is before everything went wrong. I love the way it is now. Don't ask me why.
I went out last weekend. I hate it but I had to. I don't feel anything now. Just numb. But what the hell, just go out and make some mess, ain't it right son?
No mood to write long, I am sick now. So sick. Enjoy the stupid pictures.
Good invention. I wonder if they have "Smash Head Device" in the inventory, as I would probably get one. For my own use. Kinky, ain't I?
I love rituals. I respect certain things regarding rituals. Because I am spi-ritual. And this, my friends, is one of the most-saluted ritual of all time. Salud!
The herbal medicine for mental sickness. See the same device like the perforated spoon in picture two and three. Yes. And yes it is taboo.
I downed one too many shots. I got lost that night. I know it won't do me any good, but what do you know about me?
My 3-year-old nephew. I put him to sleep, nicely done but you know how a boy roll. He's just like a koala bear, no shit.
#2
The unfortunate incident at Jaya Supermarket, Section 14 P.J. I was at Digital Mall last week to look for some printer inks and saw the scene myself. Condolences to the victims' families.
#3
You can see the excavators and other machinery from the ruins. My pray goes to the victims.
#4
Lastly, saw this notice in front of the elevator. Somebady shuold laern haw too speil it rigth.