Camera porn

New admission.

C/o chest pain. k/c IHD.

The key point.

Social history: Professional photography Guru.

Weapon of choice: Leica S2

Price: RM93,000 (body only)

Ouch.

This, my friend, is the stuff of dreams. Very, very wet dreams.

Must be a bitch getting paid to do what you love to for a living.

It's a tough job, but someone has to do it.


Damn.

The Hole in my Ass 3D

Movie night.

The plan was to grab some bite, then maybe do some walking n splurging around KL i don't know.

Anyway, dinner was great but took up the better half of the night so ended up running late for shopping. So instead, headed to KLCC for whatever walk walk we could muster before closeshop hour.

Decided to catch a movie instead. Just watched Legend of the Fist day ago, good but not great must say. Although Donnie Yen does look absolutely honest-to-gaynest good for a 40 something. No I don't fantasize over elderly men, thank you.

Back to the movie.

So apparently there were only two movies available last night. On one corner, M. Night Shyamalan's 'Devil'. Given Mr Night's recent track record, i really wasn't up for another ' I-see-Unbreakable-dead-people-in the Village-showing the Happening Lady in the Water the Sign' moment anytime soon. So pass.

On the other corner, we have.......Le Hole.



Directed by the same guy who did 'Gremlins', 'Small Soldiers' and some other forgettable stuff, it was filmed in 2009 with a stellar cast of nobodies, and was one of the first films to be shot in full 3D glory alongside 'Up' and other 3D whatchamacallit.

So yeah, le hole. A movie about 2 kids n the quintessential hot neighbour finding a hole in their new suburb home's basement which unleashes nightmares on whoever stares into it.

Well, what would you do if you found a pitch black, bottomless, super eerie hole in your basement which opens up by itself and has broken little girls crawling in and out of it right in front of your eyes?

Apparently in the US, you stick around and make smart-ass jokes about it, all the while not forgetting to fraternize with the hot neighbour who, like you, is too dumb to be worried about ghosts and what not. Oh wait, maybe it's some other hole that has caught your interest, i guess. Hmmm.

Very blase Japanese horror plot, siap dengan creepy-crawlie Japanese little girl ghouls, Yamete AV girls, a partridge and a pear tree.

Translates into : lousy acting, poor script writing and all in all, an absolutely shite excuse of a movie literally cumming at you in glorious 3D I kid u not.

Seriously, it was so bad, it was actually good.

I had a great time.



What am i so afraid of?

Of mistakenly spending rm26 on horseshit like this ever again. FML

Happy Burfday to Me....

One year older.

Non the wiser.

Just plain simply happy with the way how things are now.


Wishing for many more such years to come.

Thank you.......

Blank

Staring at the blank screen can be a rather therapeutic experience.......

From john, to jane

There is something very wrong about giving time too much credit and letting a deep seating idea fester, blissfully ignorant the telltale signs of a looming crisis until the lid comes off and all that pent up emotions overflow like a floodgate giving way to a merciless avalanche of negativity. How it is that in such a brief period on such short notice we have each ourselves managed to come up with our very own little circle of unspoken thoughts is beyond my comprehension, and I plead guilty for being the ignorant one who shied away from the prospects of having to finally wake up from my sugar coated honeymoon slumber and smell the sour tinge of reality, to eventually find the sad strength to pick up all these broken pieces, shattered like a starburst twilight into a million fireflies, and resort to coming up with an inconvenient explanation of who/what/when/where/why/how it all went wrong in the first place.

Apologies don't do justice when there is no fault to begin with. Somehow along the way, time took it's course and backtracked on us; instead of exploring the future together hand in hand like how we intended to be, we found ourselves inevitably drawn to the gloomier aspects of our past and like every forbidden aspect of life, such it was the obsession to revisit that period of time lost in history like a voyeur peeking through the many shades of cover ups and half told white lies, that we let our guard down and allowed an idea to fester in our heads like a rabid virus carving it's destrcutive path in our consciousness.

An idea, seeded by those who shall not see us be, and nurtured by our own insecurities and misplaced trust in our own sense of self worth.

And as we succumb to ourselves, with each step forward being one further away from the truth that we once held so dear, all it took was time to take its course as everything started to fall into motion like a grand scheme coming into play and we, like chess pieces in the mercy of others, became so lost in the whirlpool of negative thoughts and self doubt that all we could see in the eye of the storm was how everything we once held dear was so rapidly falling apart, there was nothing we could really do.

I was losing you.

Losing you to the whims and lies of man.

Losing you to familiarity.

Losing you to time.

........


But it's alright now. I'm glad we opened our hearts and bared our souls. No more knitpicking. No more beating around the bush.

Wishing for blue skies with lush green meadows to run off together, hand in hand, without a care for the world....

Wishing for the emerald sea and infinite sunset that is our paradise....

Wishing for a wishing star...

Love the way you lie

Don't know why but there's something bout this song.

Something....haunting.

Something.


Or maybe coz it's made that way, to be an effin hit WTF.

Anyway. Gotta love the last line.

Guess that's what love is after all.

Ramblings of a hypoglycemic mind

Having a sudden gut wrenchingly insane craving for mushroom soup with salad by the side, preferably with some fresh succulent Norwegian salmon sashimi tossed in with a light dash of that whatever sauce that makes salad oh so yummy, but thank you a light dash would do coz horror of all horrors I've recently officially been condemed to hypercholestrolemics anonymous and am on a highly monitored apparently healthy diet to kick my ass back into its lean mean ol' self FML.

And then it hits me that at this particular hour in this particular place on earth during bulan Ramadhan no less where the way of life is to live to eat and by that meaning eat your guts crazy till yesterday's breakfast comes goofering out of every single orifice in your body both known and unknown to man, that any attempt for a so called 'healthy' supper is something one might as well call a joke, not withstanding the fact that according to the big O putting anything in your mouth after 7pm is downright blasphemous due to the fact that from 701pm onwards your body magically remodels its anatomy so as every single atom from that yummylicious cheeseburger that passes through your mouth shall end up straight at your ass. Every. Single. God Damn. Calorie. Speaking of, an average McD's double cheeseburger contains somewhere around 450kcals and 30gs of fat. Translates into roughly the weight of two Backstreet boys and enough moo-moo to feed a small African nation. Now how would you like that splattered all over your booty?

By the way, shoot me if you must but damn it I want a cheeseburger so much right now. Like, right now. It's pouring outside and my half asleep brain is fighting a losing battle trying to convince me to 'do the right thing!' and 'be a man!'....Russell Peters would be proud I'm sure.

Guess I'll just gulp down some Haier Fresh Air and hit the sack instead. After all it's just 4 hours away from daybreak....Hunger pangs can wait. I shall not succumb......my kung fu is strong.....



I miss you a lot, really a lot. You have no idea what I'll give to have you in my arms right now. Even in this current state of hunger-driven insanity, if it came down to you and a cheeseburger.......It'll still be you. Any and every time.

I know, this may not the most romantic thing to come out of a guy's mouth and this is certainly not the last word as far as mushy lyrical yada- yadas go....but please take it from me, when I say that you are the most precious thing in my life now....

No cheeseburger will ever, ever take your place in my heart, or my stomach I swear.

I love you very, very, very much.



And I'm still painfully hungry ouch FML.

I have no idea why I'm posting this pic coz all it does is fuel my gastric uprising speaking of which I'm currently that close to eating my shoes to curb this stupid hunger pang FML