Life Update

Alrighty folks, got my new place, got my landline and I've got my internet, my new base of operations is fully operational. It's been a tedious move and setup but all seems well now. Thus begins a new uni week after that much too short one week break, will update with pictures of my new home and pictures taken from MANIFEST 2008 in due course. And MANIFEST 2008 was a real blast, got a couple of pictures and a whole lot of merchandise, the auction was a real nightmare but I finally managed to get the Razor Ramon HG key chain for a whopping $32 after an agressive bidding process where some fella tried to outbid me three times! (hah take that!) Other notable purchases were my GLOOMY BEAR stuff toy, awesome stuff that is, a model of Arcuied Brunestud from Lunar Legend Tsukihime (real good deal at $15 and it is very detailed) and the usual assortment of figures (quite lucky this year as I got most of the models I wanted) from Neon Genesis Evangelion, Lucky Star, The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya, Onegai Sensei and To Love Ru. Well I'll end this very short post here and will upload the pictures soon. (Oh ya I've got some good stuff for you this time around Lin)

The Lair of the Spicy Wolf, and then some

Yeah that's right lads I've got a new home and the wolf's coming back into the city. Sure there's been a lot of speculation on whether I will actually move this year and yes it's certain. (it's roughly opposite QV for the lads who've been to Melbourne before) Already got the keys to the place, already got the power on and now all that's left is for the phone line to be connected, the Internet to be set up and a bit of cleaning up and I'm all set to formally move. In fact most of the lads have already seen the place so this is pretty much old news. Well I'll try to get some pictures of the place up soon (after I've moved my stuff in of course) but there's still much work to be done so I'm hoping and praying that everything goes smoothly. No more travelling up and down on the weekends anymore, and I'm quite certain that I'll be punctual if not early for any lunch or dinner meetings in the future. Now the next order of business is MANIFEST 2008 (WOOOOOO!!) which is the Melbourne Anime Festival, awesome stuff, it'll be on from next Friday to Sunday. Hope I get to find some rare collectibles this year. (not to mention it being a very windy day too if you chaps know what I mean, eh heh heh heh heh) So that's all for now, it's been a very turbulent week and I hope that better days will lie ahead.

Old News- Express

Caution! the following post should not be read by or shown to over patriotic citizens of China and will most likely offend all God knows how many billion of them. I am in no means racist and have my fair share of friends from China (quite good friends too they are). Just that I do have problems with those who piss me off. For those of you who have opposing opinions on this particular matter well you can take them and shove em' up your arse, all the way in.

Just something which happened a week or two back when I fell sick. Finally decided to call it quits and head over to the doctors after a week or so of self-medication due to a rather nasty flu. So I promptly made my way there after my lectures and tutorials were done for the day. I arrived at the clinic around 4:30 pm, and thought myself lucky as there was still half an hour to go before the clinic closed at 5pm. However much to my disgust and chagrin the stupid chink bitch of a receptionist said that the doctor would not be seeing me as I did not have an appointment and they were about to close. I persisted and said that I was prepared to wait but her answer was that it was not the case of my wanting to wait but rather the quack of a doctor and his shoddy staff rearing to leave at 5pm on the dot. They were damn lucky I was too sick at that time to unleash my fury so I simply left in disgust and left them a nice present by giving their door a good kick which I am pleased to announce resulted in the glass portion cracking. Bloody unethical chink ass doctor and his cheap whore of a receptionist, turning away paying patients in this day and age, and it was still a half hour to closing time! Here I am willing to pay them money to treat me and the bum fucks are too lazy to do so. I mean I know you china fuckers were greedy bastards but now lazy too? Fucking china bastards should bloody hell polish up their English and understand what the bloody phrase "Operating hours" mean. If you state that you close at 5 that means that as long as I come along before closing time you should damned hell treat me. I mean if you want to come to the damn country learn the fucking language first you pirate-arsed bastards. Thankfully enough I managed to find another clinic nearby which was not run by F.O.B chinks.

No Reply

Too lazy to post anything substantial, there was that thing at the doctors over the past week but I'll save that for another time. Now for another song from another anime, this time it's from the OST of Cowboy Bebop the Movie - Future Blues, this will of course be the second time I've posted the lyrics up for a song from this particular soundtrack the first being Gotta Knock a Little Harder and all I can say is that this anime has one of the best soundtracks I've ever heard. So here it is, No Reply by Tim Jensen and Yoko Kanno.

No Reply

Words by Tim Jensen
Music and Arranged by Yoko Kanno

Like the perfect ending
It won't be too long
Till everything I've ruined has seen me gone
In time, I pray you'll forgive
Now you know the man I am
Can you forgive me?

I fall
Like the sands of time
Like some broken rhyme
At feet no longer there

*If only I could call the rain to melt and wash away the pain you feel I would
You gave yourself to me and showed me what the truth could be
For that, I say thank you
This was my life
It never made much sense to me

With every lie that I lived
Part of me would fade
Into this empty shadow
I've become
And now I feel so numb
I no longer know myself
But I still know you

I call
And there's no reply
Like some phantom cry
On ears too far away

I close my eyes and watch as my life passes by
The only thing I see is you
For all the times you walked the line for me and standing by my side
I say thank you
Here lies my life
It never felt that real to me

You'll always mean so much to me
And there's no reply
And there's no reply
You'll never know how much you meant to me

Repeat *

I close my eyes and watch as my life passes by
The only thing I see is you
For all the times you walked the line for me and standing by my side
I say thank you
Here lies my life
It never felt that real to me

You in my life
It all meant so much more to me

This song isn't aimed at particularly anything, I just quite like the lyrics and felt that it was very meaningful and would probably hold some deep seated meaning for some. It does not however apply to me as no such person has appeared in my life yet, in a relationship sense of course and I've so far done quite a decent job of weathering out my stormy life by myself thank you very much.

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Just a bit of thick-skinned advertisement on behalf of an old friend (and by old I mean knew him for the better part of 13 years kind of old) of mine. His latest foray is into photography so I have done him the courtesy of putting up a slide show of his pictures on the page under the heading Pictures by an old friend (you can get the full sized version of the picture by clicking on it), and have also added a link to his flickr account under the Links of Note section of the blog. He's quite good for an amateur photographer and he's got some good shots (a favourite of mine is the one labelled Happy Monkey and his shots of Singapore's skyline is plain awesome). So if you miserable people are content with wasting your lives reading my blog you might as well waste a bit more of it and go view some of his pictures.

Paper Trail

Just a little note before we begin, as noted in the filler post "LUCKY STAR!" the blog did have a complete overhaul to a new "LUCKY CHANNEL" theme but an almost instantaneous condemnation of it led it to it's present state. And there you have it, straight talk like how I've been doing it all these years, no need for diplomacy or niceties, saying it like how it is. The question today is another one of life's paradoxes, a lot of people say money isn't everything, that greed is not good, well I say to you now, yes that is true, but wait! Only to a certain extent. Just look at us now, what exactly are we doing? Well maybe not at this very moment for some of us but we've already been sucked in to the great race for wealth and personal advancement, the great rat race of life. What is the purpose of all this studying, all this mental turmoil? It's all for that scrap of paper or papers called degrees, masters, doctorates and the like. These seemingly insignificant scraps of papers will and are already determining which roads we can and can not take in life. And what is it that all of us seek? It's wealth, you know it, I know it so there's no point in denying it. Oh sure some people might say they just want to lead and provide a comfortable life for their families and how are they going to do that? With cash of course. Sure cash may not be the money to everything, the rich and mighty are still felled by diseases and courses of nature but research fueled by cash may and will most likely find ways to overcome all if not most kinds of diseases. Everyday millions die of starvation when a few dollars could save these unfortunates. Everyday millions die of diseases which costs a paltry some to cure in developed countries. People say that money is the root of all evil, no it is not, like all weapons it is the wielder who is the most evil, and that is man itself. Money provides shelter, medical care and food. Money provides you with your posh landed-property and two continental cars. It provides you with your fine tailor made suits, exclusive club memberships and golf clubs. Money gives your family a comfortable life. What is the difference between a man who just wants to give his family a comfortable life and a man who wants to be ranked among the worlds richest? Just a few million dollars, ambition and some media exposure. Now I'm not saying that money is the most important thing in life but I would like to remind people the fact of what they are ultimately working towards. I've had enough of ignorant and hyped up religious fanatics going money isn't everything or that money is the cause of all evil. Money is the ultimate reason why the youth of today are working their asses off at educational institutions. Being broke won't save all the impoverished people in the world, but a suit case full of cash sure as hell will. If evil is to be attributed to anything in this world, it would be the hearts and desires of men.

Matters of Faith

I know this might shock you lot at home but some of the chaps down under seem to think I'm a religious person. While the notion of some people thinking that I still have an ounce of good in me instead of pure foul-mouthed scum is welcome I have to admit that I am surprised. Now I'm sure I won't be the first person to admit it (I know you assholes are just clamouring to say it too) but I am not a good person full-stop. I'm not saying I'm a bloody mass-murderer or drug peddler but I'm a far cry from being clean, having had my share of highly questionable adventures and endeavours. I mean everyone knows of how high-strung I am what with me spewing out vulgarities faster than a 6000 rpm Mini-Gun at the slightest thing that irks me. But there is one thing I always try to do no matter where I am, and that is attending mass every Sunday and for every day of obligation. Now I won't say I haven't missed a single one but I do make it a point to try my best. Now a lot of people wonder why I make so much effort seeing as it clashes with my abrasive personality. I can't really explain it to them as they're free-thinkers so religion to them is as foreign as politicians speaking the truth but I guess if I could ever be bothered to answer their queries it would be this. Since I've started living in Melbourne I've felt very much like a wanderer, not belonging in either place, every time I return so much changes making me feel like I'm stuck in the past, like I've never changed at all from three years ago. The only thing which remains a constant is the Church, the Cross and the Blessed Virgin. No matter where I go the Church is always there, always the same, a familiar sight, a most welcome sight. At least when all else fails, when I'm left all alone with no one to turn to the Church will still be there. I always feel at ease when I'm in Church, in fact I feel so relaxed and peaceful that I've got to try damn hard to not doze off. I won't say may faith is plenty and strong, but I'd like to think that it's constantly growing, maybe not by much, but bit by bit. Besides I always tell Sibu Ang Kau this, I've done a lot of wrong in this short life of mine, that's why I need to go to Church so much, to seek redemption, I'm not expecting much, I don't even know if he's listening, but the fact that I can make my peace with him, to ask for forgiveness is enough for me. Things change, people come and go, friends are made and lost, but at the end of the day at least the Church will always be there, even if I have nothing left.