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Survivor’s Song & Spices Galore

Posted by kris on May 26, 2007

Night Before the End :

“I’ll take you there for RM15,” an irritating voice that matches the smug face said in Cantonese. The taxi was just a few feet away from me and I was about to get in when I heard his price.

“What?!? 15??”

He nodded lazily, half of his right arm hanging out the window frame of the taxi. He had the kind of take-it-or-leave-it look. I got pissed and in not so many words, told him to get lost as I turned around and walked the opposite direction. I hailed for another taxi and eventually one drove straight at me and stopped by the side of the curb I was standing on, nearly knocking me down.

“Stesen Sentral,” I said.

“Sentral itu RM 15 ya!” the Indian driver said. What is going on here? It’s not even 11pm yet and they are already naming their price? I thought that’s suppose to happen after 11.45pm! When the driver saw my face, he continued, “Boleh la~”

“Aku mana ada duit macam itu? Aku ingatkan kamu guna meter?” I asked.
*where am I to get that kind of money? I thought you all (cab drivers) use the meter?*
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Posted by kris on May 16, 2007

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Running with Scissors

Posted by kris on May 13, 2007

Listening : “Loveless” – Luna Sea & “Live with Me” – Massive Attack

Reading : “The Seat of Your Soul” – Gary Zukav (trying hard to read it without interruptions!)

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At near midnight after work, May came to pick me up from the station because she wanted to hang with me for a movie. I felt the need to open up that bottle of red too, for personal reasons – and May’s a good quiet company to do just that.

For someone who has just been emotionally traumatized by her ex, she was holding it up pretty well after all the crying I saw through with her, but still, the need to be with her was strong. My home has somewhat became her place of escape to peace and whenever she is around, we’d have our movie marathons & drinks. Since my job’s irregular, she’s the only one who’d call me for late night movies & whatnots. I kinda like it that she treats my home like hers… except for her complaints about my bathroom being wet each time she’s there… Can’t anyone shower & be clean for them when they visit? Sheesh! :P

Anyway, that’s May for you.

I’ve not been updating myself with movies really. Work’s coming in & it’s going to get busier as it hits June and July. The only one movie I’ve managed to watch was Spiderman 3, immediately after one job – and though it was rather disappointing towards the end, I’m glad they didn’t mutilate it like they did to X Men 3. Whoever did X Men3 is so full of s***. You’ve effectively killed my hopes for ever seeing Gambit / Remy LeBeau – b*st*rds!

*breath in… breathe out… breathe in…*

By the time I’m done with my shower, I found May and my brother mooning over ‘The OC’ Season 4. What the hell…

May brought 2 movies with her. I can’t remember the name of the other one, but the second one seemed interesting, the one I chose – “Running with Scissors”. The cast of the movie was impressive & curiosity made me pick it. In case you’re wondering, I was the only one drinking, May was not in the mood – understandable.

Now, about that movie – “Running with Scissors”

It’s about a boy who grew up around some rather mentally unstable adults & although he loves his mother like crazy, she’s convinced that everyone’s out to get her. That & a few other bumps along the way of a screwed up family life, she signs him off to her own shrink in order for him to get a better life. Good one? No way~! Turns out the psychiatrist’s family is just as upside down in their way of life & the boy, Augusten – does his best to grow up without loosing his mind too.

I was whoozy when I watched it. So while my head was floating, this movie propelled it straight past the moon with it’s zany storyline & whacked characters. I must have jumped from my seat a couple of times exclaiming “This guy’s whacked!” or “WTH~?!?” or “OMG… I can’t believe this~!” or “They are dysfunctional!” or even “This whole story line’s whacked! Totally psychotic!” & in between everything else, I had a good time laughing. May had to calm me down & kept telling me “You’ve said that for god-knows how many times now!”

No, seriously – watch it.

It gave me a lot to think about regarding decisions and how people around us are such huge influences. There’s a lot of heartbreak going on – but from there, we move on and become better people (hopefully). Everything becomes less painful as we learn to grow up in the most sane manner you can muster for yourself, no matter how crazy the world around you may seem.

Here’s to Freud, you poor feline~

I need a holiday… need to do something besides work… Oh, it’s 3am+… remember kiddies, after 3am, your brain cells go haywire too. Now… where did I put my last glass of red…?

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I am…

Posted by kris on May 6, 2007

Dream Series

Listening : “Silent Emotion”- Cagnet (totally mind-blowing & it’s on loop!) & “Tears”- X.Japan (for the mushy ‘kai-els’, I have forgotten but you made me remember)

Something to accompany this reading :

Reading : “Marvel 1602″ by Neil Gaiman

Thoughts : Closing one chapter of my life’s mystery with a glad heart

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There was a dream I had a couple of years back that haunted me for the longest time. It took over my entire existence and I couldn’t understand the significance of it – it just broke me down in places I didn’t know would hurt, and kept me wondering what happened to the person I dreamed of – for she was surrounded by so much ugliness that was veiled in superficial beauty… and I couldn’t stay long enough in sleep to ensure she made it through safely.

I guess that sometimes, a person’s pain and emotional state of mind are so locked up that it screams silently from the heart; that it screams out from the soul even and it reaches out tirelessly across the unseen world – looking for something or someone to understand, or simply, to know they are in pain. I don’t believe that it can never be heard, no matter how far or how impossible.

There is much mystery in this world that sometimes, does not need to be interpreted in words or that it has to be shouted out for anyone to hear. It becomes something of a meaning unto its own to our other senses – the heart, the mind… the soul. It knows not of time or space. That voice lives on forever until it is heard.

I thank God that you are real for it almost drove me mad; I thank God you have found me or the memory of it will forever haunt me; and that you have finally given me something that I thought I’d never find after that dream – Relief

Truly, sincerely, and from the deepest depths of my heart & soul – Thank you. That you made my dreams come true, that you are safe & sound, and above all, you are … Real …

I am… at Peace…

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