ludicrously speaking

most already know how i famously sat on my camera (cracking its LCD screen) when i was having a big feast in shanghai. i don’t recall eating a lot, but the way it led to the demise of my digital camera says otherwise. strangely, i wasn’t all that upset neither did i have the urge to run out to get an immediate replacement. it’s been 2 months now. life went on as usual.

but when my old TFT LG TV gave up on me after 7 solid years of entertainment, i was overjoyed. finally the much desired range of high-definition LCD tv was up for consideration as i scout through appliances and electrical stores islandwide. a black sexy samsung 27″ now leans on my bedroom wall providing me long hours of unbridled pleasure. oo…ah ah ah…oooo…

but that’s not all that went…

my still chummy v3 gave up on me a few weeks back. i could have swore no phone would ever take its place from its throne of sleekness. til i found and purchased the 6300 and life was good again. i’m still at the budding stage of romance where occasionally i will take it out of its classy black leather pouch to admire its beauty. more precious for the fact that its a nokia - known for their big chunky designs of late.

it has been a terrible string of gadget mishaps. i hope everything stays functionable for the time being, there’s only so much i can take…

dear pc 2,

how have you been. i received your postcard from the kingdom of bows and sushi when i got home after a long day. it warms me to have you caring from afar. thanks for the lovely surprise.

Sorry i don’t blog enough these days due to work and sensitivity issues regarding it. It seems people do read off my post to get an inkling about what is happening. Thus, I tend to be more careful about the things i say. And since these days my life revolves around work, its leaves me pretty dry to relate to things beyond the rat-race.

when i do find time, i will write you a long elaborate email to tell you the ups and downs of my drama-mama so-called life. but till then, god bless. take good care of yourself. we missed you terribly, i hope to visit soon.

yours truly,
mr.prada

for the longest time i’ve not been observing the things around me. it was the usual madhouse of whimsical characters, flashes of different colours and shapes. and the wide-eyed imp standing at a dark cold corner wondering if anyone could hear if he screamed. i screamed.

i couldn’t say the things i wanted to say for so long for the truth may do me in. truth as i see it snowballs at a such speed it would instantly end anything in its path. yet in the stillness of it all, something arose from a midst of clouded judgements revealing the existence of lies.

i started to tell things the way they were.

i ran from the ugliness, but it caught up. a sinking feeling that refuses to cease, i now face the world alone in the irony of triumph.

i’m sorry to see that void. i planned to fill it.