Laura Skywalker

Thank you, my master. Thank you for your teachings, and for granting me the power..... the power to enjoy total domination and supremacy over those pitiable, incompetent and naive little fools who are yet incapable of mastering the riveting art of photoshopping! I feel invulnerable with such commanding knowledge. Curse me you die. Piss me off and you'll have a body of a naked woman or some ghastly looking creature that looks worse than a dead disemboweled dog lying by the roadside (muahaha). I can feel the power and the force, surging through my vains; propelling out the impulse to unleash my inaugural intimidating work.

Allowing myself to be bamboozled by the dark side of my conscience, I hereby parade Exhibit A...


Dress in a clone outfit, Behold... the great Laura Skywalker...

Just a tribute

Singaporean drama series are improving tremendously in course of time. Although yet to match the awesome screening effects of Hong kong films or the astounding screenplay of Hollywood ones, some Singaporean films surprisingly have good storylines.

The last two Singaporean drama series that I pursued was Stepping Out and To Mum with Love (Yes, I do waste some precious time on Chinese shows although infact I know nuts of their language). With excitement, comedy, love and many other dramatic affairs all blended in it, the latter is really something to talk about.

Here's a brief summary of the show.

To Mum with Love is basically a show that portrays a mother's love for her children. It starts with a rich man killing his wife and throwing her body out of his apartment (rather absurd heh). The body lands on a woman, and thus killing the unfortunate soul. The woman (the main actress) is a mother of four. She has a daughter and three sons.

The daughter (Michelle Saram!) is a super-hot-chick-but-money-minded woman. Ironically, she falls in love with the murderer's nephew, who in turn acts poor in hope of changing her money grubbing attitude. Furthermore, the eldest son is a spy and the other son is a timid guy who works in a bakery and falls in love with his pregnant colleague. The youngest son moreover is an intellectually deprived school student who is often bullied and teased by his fellow schoolmates. Unable to cope with the agony of losing his mother, the youngest son discovers a way to revive his mother after reading a comic book. As a ghost with limited magical powers, the reincarnated mother does her best to help each of her children with their love and career affairs. In doing such, she discovers her murderer and the way she takes revenge on him is really fun and entertaining to watch.

The ending (today's episode) was far the most touching part of the show. The mother had to leave her children as her time on earth ran out. Her final words uttered were extremely deep and meaningful. Having a soft heart and an inclination to cry during sad moments, I couldn't hold back my tears. 'Stoning' on the couch after the final acknowledgements scrolled to an end, a sudden tirade of depressing thoughts began to linger around my mind. I realized that life is short, and we have to cherish those around us for death is erratic. Hence, the show somehow slapped me in the head and revitalized my efforts to search for the purpose in life.

Going against the momentum... Guys! ya gotta take a look at michelle saram!! she's damn hot wei!

The end of days....

A short unpublished poem written by Da Vincci to his secret anti-christ buddies regarding the end of their culture. (evil grin)

On this diputs month of May,
Im really sad to say;
that from this day,
the end of joys stay.

Man the past 3 'decades' had been fun,
seeing faces as bright as the sun;
However, the inevitable period has begun,
for us to welcome a nun.

The time we spent to me is bliss,
the smiles and laughters, I will always miss;
It is sad to see it all end like this,
I wont smile anymore when I take a piss.

Promise me friends;
whatever the outcome,
whatever the consequences,
we will always stick together, forever, in unity as one.

I'm sick.. sob sob..

Well today I experienced one of the rare moments in life. I woke up in the morning! Yeh, that's true. Being a hantu malam since the beginning of the year, I think that I only ate breakfast less than 10 times this year. Sad, no?

I had a fever the other night. I thought I could sleep it through and wake up in the morning strong as an ox. Sadly that was not the case and the fever did not die down. It was getting worse in a matter of fact. As my dad was about to fetch my siblings back from their kk activities, I asked him to drop me by the doctors. In no time, I was there in Klinik Bajan waiting for my name to be called out.

There was only 1 patient when I got there, a girl in her mid 20s i guess. She was waiting for the receptionist to hand over her medicine. I saw her knuckles. Each of them had a cut. Freaky.. wolverine has a sister.

After I step out from the docs, I waited about 10 mins for my dad. I called him and he said he was still waiting for my bro to finish. As my patience ran thin, I decided to walk home under the hot scorching sun. I remembered that my mum once told me that we cant sweat when we have a fever. Well I decided to prove her wrong (heh). There is no way I cannot sweat under this hot sun.

As I walked home, I had cravings for cold drinks and so I stopped by Mobile to get a couple of can drinks before I continued my journey home. Along the way back, I decided to do some stunts to get me sweating; like taking the long route back, climbing stairs, doing step-overs and running a little. All that and still no sweat.. Kewl! Theory proven right!

I was home in no time. Sitting on the couch, feeling more dizzy and tired, I drank my drink and regretted every stupid action taken..