- Never Stop Dreaming -
So I am obsessed with 3A toys and most updates are on them...? Quite true but this one is on me...
Having given chances and chances to myself telling myself to go on, I have finally reached the end. The end because I chose the end myself for there was no more reason to carry on.
With knowledge, determination and lotsa guts, I knew that limitations on my work VISA here in Japan will be over soon. And then I will finally fulfill my own prophecy and complete my own oracle. I chose my dream, I walked my own path and so I will be the one writing my own adventure.
I was here slogging my sorry ass off and not only were my efforts not recognized, I had to take orders from idiots and live in constant fear because the environment was like North Korea, deserters will be shot. The one supposedly to be the appointed superior was always watching the troops in secret and sending top secret mails to all the other officials detailing the flaws of each troop in his unit. There was zero moral and absolutely no motivation to fight or carry on. The pay wasnt all that fantastic as well so in the end, I chose to give up in such a lousy environment as well. I shall take my chances out there because at least my efforts will be recognized someday. At the end of the day, I was even told that whether I would be able to continue my contract would be dependent on how idiots evaluate me.
As soon as the news of my leaving reached his sorry ears, only then did he realized my potential and impact. Instead I was offered to pursue for another year but really no thanks, I get to keep my arrogant pride this time than to work with a bunch of idiots.
Sometimes in life, second chances just doesnt count so I am outta here. Imagine amateur doctors killing patients if surgery is fucked up, economists screwing up the country's financial status if they fucked up, ministers fucking up government cabinets...so by my own conscience, for the low pay, for the shitty amount of work and for the redundant amount of effort I put in, I get nothing in the end.
As soon as I got my wings of freedom, going to work each day is no longer a hassle. I was literally "UNTOUCHABLE", walking with anti gravity energy! He just gives me that really disgusting smile and I just pretend that I noticed. But in the meantime before I expire...I am determined to milk as much as I can, willingly sacrificing my energy, youth and time so that I can tide the risk next year which I will have a hell lot of opportunities coming.
Oh...the my oracle will be complete in a series of binaries less the ZEROs.
Ciao for now...
Sunday, September 4, 2011
The Sacred JDF Armstrong
- Never Stop Dreaming -
A while ago, I was whining and throwing my fiery tantrums while struggling to carry out my daily duties at work. All because I wasnt able to get something I wanted, something SHE wanted. A brutal 1 minute online sale for a 1/12 scale robot and after that, just emotions rising and many like myself plagued with not the best internet connection or the fastest fingers cursing and swearing.
Yeah...the one and only toy company in the world that loves seeing hardcore fans cry and fight over emotional sale, 3A.
I could clearly understand the company's perspective since every single of these robots sold would also sent every single cent received to aid the Japanese Earthquake recovery. The more they sell, the more losses they will incur which clearly explains the 1 minute emo sale.
I admit I was late into the "plastic-snorting-cartel" missing out on the membership this year but still I did manage to snag a bunch of stuffs officially from that sacred online store. Excluding those that I had obtained thru black market channels, my 1st official product was due to arrive sometime in August so really the toys wouldnt have come any earlier.
But then...
a couple of mysterious "Failed delivery" notes were left in my snail mail box while I was at work. She, had gotten hold of them and I was told that they were..."from overseas". Ok I am skeptical and I really dont like mysterious parcels from mysterious people. And the last thing I want is to have a new face, new set of hands or an early reincarnation. Though the parcel or parcels might have eluded security checks and were already in the Japanese delivery channel...I wasnt leaving anything to chances because I knew for sure that I hadnt ordered anything recently.
My frown disappeared in an instance once I got hold of the actual delivery note.
The emo sale that I had missed out earlier...turns out that 3A sent every single Japanese customer who had ordered prior to the earthquake, this particular emo robot for absolutely zero yen, dollar, pound, yes totally FREE!
Dont ask me how, why or what the hell that I got 3 of these for free. 1 for me and my brother in Singapore and the last one, well...taken!
"Yep 3 FREAKING Armstrongs!"
So really I take this very opportunity to convey my deepest gratitude and thanks to 3A, the greatest toy company in the world and I am proud to let them rob my yen time and again because no other toy company will listen to the customers and make what they want, let them decide the color, story, etc. and sell prototypes, pictures, ideas, art, concept or nothing before the actual product is made.
And to answer to this great calling, the Japanese faction, the Japanese JDF Legion gathered around 20 odd members who received this sacred treasure for a night of men, grown men, toys, little food, little drinks and more amazing toys and party all in the name of charity. In return, the mighty but small JDF legion customized some gifts and sent them back to the 3A headquarters in Hong Kong.
Of course I was proud to be the only foreigner to travel from my mountain hide out crash the party in the heart of Tokyo with my customized 1/12 scale World War Robot (WWR) JDF Armstrong, The Scared One. The idea was mine but she made the headband and wrote the words. Enjoy...
A while ago, I was whining and throwing my fiery tantrums while struggling to carry out my daily duties at work. All because I wasnt able to get something I wanted, something SHE wanted. A brutal 1 minute online sale for a 1/12 scale robot and after that, just emotions rising and many like myself plagued with not the best internet connection or the fastest fingers cursing and swearing.
Yeah...the one and only toy company in the world that loves seeing hardcore fans cry and fight over emotional sale, 3A.
I could clearly understand the company's perspective since every single of these robots sold would also sent every single cent received to aid the Japanese Earthquake recovery. The more they sell, the more losses they will incur which clearly explains the 1 minute emo sale.
I admit I was late into the "plastic-snorting-cartel" missing out on the membership this year but still I did manage to snag a bunch of stuffs officially from that sacred online store. Excluding those that I had obtained thru black market channels, my 1st official product was due to arrive sometime in August so really the toys wouldnt have come any earlier.
But then...
a couple of mysterious "Failed delivery" notes were left in my snail mail box while I was at work. She, had gotten hold of them and I was told that they were..."from overseas". Ok I am skeptical and I really dont like mysterious parcels from mysterious people. And the last thing I want is to have a new face, new set of hands or an early reincarnation. Though the parcel or parcels might have eluded security checks and were already in the Japanese delivery channel...I wasnt leaving anything to chances because I knew for sure that I hadnt ordered anything recently.
My frown disappeared in an instance once I got hold of the actual delivery note.
The emo sale that I had missed out earlier...turns out that 3A sent every single Japanese customer who had ordered prior to the earthquake, this particular emo robot for absolutely zero yen, dollar, pound, yes totally FREE!
Dont ask me how, why or what the hell that I got 3 of these for free. 1 for me and my brother in Singapore and the last one, well...taken!
"Yep 3 FREAKING Armstrongs!"
So really I take this very opportunity to convey my deepest gratitude and thanks to 3A, the greatest toy company in the world and I am proud to let them rob my yen time and again because no other toy company will listen to the customers and make what they want, let them decide the color, story, etc. and sell prototypes, pictures, ideas, art, concept or nothing before the actual product is made.
And to answer to this great calling, the Japanese faction, the Japanese JDF Legion gathered around 20 odd members who received this sacred treasure for a night of men, grown men, toys, little food, little drinks and more amazing toys and party all in the name of charity. In return, the mighty but small JDF legion customized some gifts and sent them back to the 3A headquarters in Hong Kong.
Of course I was proud to be the only foreigner to travel from my mountain hide out crash the party in the heart of Tokyo with my customized 1/12 scale World War Robot (WWR) JDF Armstrong, The Scared One. The idea was mine but she made the headband and wrote the words. Enjoy...
Thursday, June 23, 2011
3rd Anniversary Bambaboss - the last of the 1/6th
- Never Stop Dreaming -
Going on sale on the 25th of June at 0900 HK time at BAMBALANDSTORE is the last of the 1/6 Bambaboss in full black glory, decorated with 3 circles paying respect to the parent 3zero company? Dont quote me but I presume it's there to celebrate the 3rd year anniversary instead. Be there or be square this one is not to be missed...not only myself, but the female feline loving one calls it Mr Bubbles, think Bambaboss is cute and wants a piece of the plastic action as well. Dont say I didnt warn you but sitting this one out for watever reason will only lead to regret in the future since there will not be anymore 1/6 Bambaboss for all I know.
This is the Boss I am talking about and be sure to get him if you can. A semi emo battle was mentioned so be early and be weary.
Going on sale on the 25th of June at 0900 HK time at BAMBALANDSTORE is the last of the 1/6 Bambaboss in full black glory, decorated with 3 circles paying respect to the parent 3zero company? Dont quote me but I presume it's there to celebrate the 3rd year anniversary instead. Be there or be square this one is not to be missed...not only myself, but the female feline loving one calls it Mr Bubbles, think Bambaboss is cute and wants a piece of the plastic action as well. Dont say I didnt warn you but sitting this one out for watever reason will only lead to regret in the future since there will not be anymore 1/6 Bambaboss for all I know.
This is the Boss I am talking about and be sure to get him if you can. A semi emo battle was mentioned so be early and be weary.
90 days of consolidation
- Never Stop Dreaming -
Been away for 3 months...for both valid and invalid reasons. Hands were tied, and all minutes that I could possibly squeeze were spent sleeping. Yes, I was indeed tired and no the earthquake, the tsunami and the radiation didnt get any of me and I am still in my prime of health.
I had been really busy with work, slogging every sweat and energy for extra overtime pay. Well, reasons I have to feed my hobbies and also for a whole string of events all lined up both this year and next. On the topic of work, I had pretty much given in to the style and possibly hanging on for only 2 primary reasons, the pay and the clients. I know that quality cant be changed and so all my efforts and energy are channeled to collecting smiles from the various clients allocated to me since it will be my name that will be on their albums. Making impressions like I had always had seems to work marvelously and flawlessly. To sum it up, there are only 3, including myself, professionals among the amateurs. My time will come in the Dec of 2011 where I shall once again claim my freedom but in the meantime, I need the funds to prepare for a new battle, a new beginning.
In fact, I am looking forward everyday to this new journey where I can carve my own path for fame and glory. I will need all the support I can gather in the future...yes you reading this, your support as well. As I strive further here, I began to impress more and this very well gave a good support for my cause.
As I marched forward enthusiastically into the unknown future, I know that I am ready to face all odds that life will throw at me, otherwise I wouldnt be here and would be in sorry SG like most others. On the contrary as I chase new dreams after realizing old ones, a couple of fallen comrades from old times move away from the future to live back into the past. I am here for you brother like old times, we met at the battlefield scarred from emotional wounds, we went thru tobacco, alcohol and the speed demon, I was on 4 and you were on 2...we moved on and found our own dreams. Now that I am living the good life, you seemed to have lost what you hold dearest. Once again time has become an enemy and we are forced to slave for society hoping for a better future or to make an eternal promise to a soulmate. There is not much I can do for you but to hope and pray that you will once again find your path and regain your lost honor.
And besides a fallen pal, I found new ones that I salute with utmost respect because I long to be like them, living away from SG and living the lives that many can only dream of. Soon I too will realize that dream permanently sealing my own fate in a distance land but at the same time collect a path of tears, memories and perhaps even hatred. I can only say that I am sorry that time makes a fool of a man and I shall never live for anyone else but myself because life's greatest creation is my very own life written in a book.
For a long time, almost 5 years, I caught my second ever movie here in the land of the rising sun. Compared to SG, it was indeed expensive but being located in the rural suburbs, less than 10 were the audience on a weekday catching the 3D screening of Jack Sparrow's On Strangers' Tides. Good silence, no crowd, no irritating cellphones and no kicking of chairs, the screening was in pure 3D sensation, something impossible in SG.
It will be a monthly thing from now on I presumed since this new place was just too good to miss out on.
On to updates on my well-being...
Meals are no longer off the shelves of convenience stores or super markets day in and day out. I pay a monthly Y20,000 to get good cooked food from breakfast to dinner on good days and none on bad days. In between, I might get 2 outta 3 meals a day if I am lucky. Work laundry are free and provided by the company but my own personal laundry are also being covered at not cost, not by the company of course. Upgraded my cellphone to a white Iphone 4 which I had been waiting all these while, shame on you apple. A couple of tweaks and I am connecting my Macbook to internet where-ever there is signal on my iphone. Info are all over the net so dont ask me since I was, am and never will be a fan of waking up in the middle of the night with security people knocking on my door. Will be acquiring a high end printer preparing for next year's move. Doing some online toy sale to provide some spare change monthly.
Looking forward to many things down the months ahead.
The earthquake had subsided considerably and rarely wrecks any mental damage recently. Radiation news are stable and both food and water are not in any potential killing zone.
Still all good here but at times have slight urge to head back to SG for a good getaway. Weather is fairly good and cool turning to warm and hot and soon, very soon, all cold and white. Numbers are good to watch out this year as triples which I had missed out 2 years in a row will make the final appearance as I end my status, beginning a new journey.
Screwed up the old car busting a gearbox, mid muffler section beyond repair only to have a better one for dirt cheap to keep me floating for another year. My beloved S15 will have to wait a little while more but I am salivating and lusting over the M3. Might have to expand a few more youthful years before anything can really turn to reality.
That's about it...nothing much but only this much to keep you occupied.
Been away for 3 months...for both valid and invalid reasons. Hands were tied, and all minutes that I could possibly squeeze were spent sleeping. Yes, I was indeed tired and no the earthquake, the tsunami and the radiation didnt get any of me and I am still in my prime of health.
I had been really busy with work, slogging every sweat and energy for extra overtime pay. Well, reasons I have to feed my hobbies and also for a whole string of events all lined up both this year and next. On the topic of work, I had pretty much given in to the style and possibly hanging on for only 2 primary reasons, the pay and the clients. I know that quality cant be changed and so all my efforts and energy are channeled to collecting smiles from the various clients allocated to me since it will be my name that will be on their albums. Making impressions like I had always had seems to work marvelously and flawlessly. To sum it up, there are only 3, including myself, professionals among the amateurs. My time will come in the Dec of 2011 where I shall once again claim my freedom but in the meantime, I need the funds to prepare for a new battle, a new beginning.
In fact, I am looking forward everyday to this new journey where I can carve my own path for fame and glory. I will need all the support I can gather in the future...yes you reading this, your support as well. As I strive further here, I began to impress more and this very well gave a good support for my cause.
As I marched forward enthusiastically into the unknown future, I know that I am ready to face all odds that life will throw at me, otherwise I wouldnt be here and would be in sorry SG like most others. On the contrary as I chase new dreams after realizing old ones, a couple of fallen comrades from old times move away from the future to live back into the past. I am here for you brother like old times, we met at the battlefield scarred from emotional wounds, we went thru tobacco, alcohol and the speed demon, I was on 4 and you were on 2...we moved on and found our own dreams. Now that I am living the good life, you seemed to have lost what you hold dearest. Once again time has become an enemy and we are forced to slave for society hoping for a better future or to make an eternal promise to a soulmate. There is not much I can do for you but to hope and pray that you will once again find your path and regain your lost honor.
And besides a fallen pal, I found new ones that I salute with utmost respect because I long to be like them, living away from SG and living the lives that many can only dream of. Soon I too will realize that dream permanently sealing my own fate in a distance land but at the same time collect a path of tears, memories and perhaps even hatred. I can only say that I am sorry that time makes a fool of a man and I shall never live for anyone else but myself because life's greatest creation is my very own life written in a book.
For a long time, almost 5 years, I caught my second ever movie here in the land of the rising sun. Compared to SG, it was indeed expensive but being located in the rural suburbs, less than 10 were the audience on a weekday catching the 3D screening of Jack Sparrow's On Strangers' Tides. Good silence, no crowd, no irritating cellphones and no kicking of chairs, the screening was in pure 3D sensation, something impossible in SG.
It will be a monthly thing from now on I presumed since this new place was just too good to miss out on.
On to updates on my well-being...
Meals are no longer off the shelves of convenience stores or super markets day in and day out. I pay a monthly Y20,000 to get good cooked food from breakfast to dinner on good days and none on bad days. In between, I might get 2 outta 3 meals a day if I am lucky. Work laundry are free and provided by the company but my own personal laundry are also being covered at not cost, not by the company of course. Upgraded my cellphone to a white Iphone 4 which I had been waiting all these while, shame on you apple. A couple of tweaks and I am connecting my Macbook to internet where-ever there is signal on my iphone. Info are all over the net so dont ask me since I was, am and never will be a fan of waking up in the middle of the night with security people knocking on my door. Will be acquiring a high end printer preparing for next year's move. Doing some online toy sale to provide some spare change monthly.
Looking forward to many things down the months ahead.
The earthquake had subsided considerably and rarely wrecks any mental damage recently. Radiation news are stable and both food and water are not in any potential killing zone.
Still all good here but at times have slight urge to head back to SG for a good getaway. Weather is fairly good and cool turning to warm and hot and soon, very soon, all cold and white. Numbers are good to watch out this year as triples which I had missed out 2 years in a row will make the final appearance as I end my status, beginning a new journey.
Screwed up the old car busting a gearbox, mid muffler section beyond repair only to have a better one for dirt cheap to keep me floating for another year. My beloved S15 will have to wait a little while more but I am salivating and lusting over the M3. Might have to expand a few more youthful years before anything can really turn to reality.
That's about it...nothing much but only this much to keep you occupied.
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Help Japan and snag a cool figure
- Never Stop Dreaming -
3A ahh...what more can I say, an uber cool toy company founded by world reknown artist Ashley Wood and Toy King Kim are gonna churn out an exclusive Armstrong figure to aid the cause of helping Japan. Yeah we all love Japan so now it's your turn to do your part.
Instead of donating just money, why not snag an figure and let 3A do the donation for you. A splendid Win Win for all.
Figure will go on sale on 29th Mar at BAMBALANDSTORE so make sure you grab at least one of these exclusive figs by 3A.
for more info and updates please visit the OFFICIAL 3A PRODUCTION BLOG.
3A ahh...what more can I say, an uber cool toy company founded by world reknown artist Ashley Wood and Toy King Kim are gonna churn out an exclusive Armstrong figure to aid the cause of helping Japan. Yeah we all love Japan so now it's your turn to do your part.
Instead of donating just money, why not snag an figure and let 3A do the donation for you. A splendid Win Win for all.
Figure will go on sale on 29th Mar at BAMBALANDSTORE so make sure you grab at least one of these exclusive figs by 3A.
for more info and updates please visit the OFFICIAL 3A PRODUCTION BLOG.
Glowing green man?
- Never Stop Dreaming -
No God didn't pick Japan as noted by Dick Head Shahril Beck my ass Ham from Singapore. An official in the Singapore Armed Forces...my god are we breeding more idiots in the future?
Ok ok...nothing to worry at the moment, I am not glowing green and all is still good here in my mountain stronghold. Tokyo's water supply is tainted with radiation which are unsafe for ages below one but still alrite for adults. 3 bottles of 1.5L water are being distributed to those with kids below one. Vegetables from a couple of Tohoku regions are being banned due to high level of radiation but that's about it.
Oh so the earthquake you say...yeah this earthquake is one long overdue shit that had gained all the steam and then finally BOOM! 28 metres tsunami that leveled all the coastal towns in Miyagi, Iwate, Fukushima and some parts of Chiba. When God claim lives by the thousands, no one is to be blame but with the crisis going on in Libya, gasoline prices had sky rocketed and everyone here is restricted to either a 20L cap or a ¥2,000 cap. I am on a small car so a 20L cap is fine but can't say the same for the rest.
As panic of a nuclear meltdown sent most foreigners fleeing, sadly I am here to stay. Despite friends, parents, familiar faces worrying and urging me to come home, I must say now is not my time to leave yet. Yeah as they say by the time the worst come, I will not be able to leave but still I am staying.
Here are my reasons...
Good times, I shit and I played here along with so many others...
Bad times, I flee and watch as everything else disappears...
Can't do...just can't do it.
There are people here I know as well, faces who had walked thru thick and thin with me and Japan has been kind to me all these while. I really can't walk out in dire times like this. While knowing that everyone else outside here is safe, I will continue to my tour here and aid when necessary. This is me saying my gratitude to the land, the people and everything else here that I hold dearly.
I am not stupid as well and I know when to fly my ass out when the time comes but as for now...not yet.
And with everyone leaving, it might be a good time to scout new opportunities, help out and tide it thru with everyone else. Nagano is still good and so really, thank you all but no thks...I am still staying. Almost 2 weeks into the tragedy and I am still alive here...fingers crossed that the radiation will not turn Japan into Resident Evil land...heehee joking.
This devastation had brought me new meanings and I really hope you can understand them as well.
No God didn't pick Japan as noted by Dick Head Shahril Beck my ass Ham from Singapore. An official in the Singapore Armed Forces...my god are we breeding more idiots in the future?
Ok ok...nothing to worry at the moment, I am not glowing green and all is still good here in my mountain stronghold. Tokyo's water supply is tainted with radiation which are unsafe for ages below one but still alrite for adults. 3 bottles of 1.5L water are being distributed to those with kids below one. Vegetables from a couple of Tohoku regions are being banned due to high level of radiation but that's about it.
Oh so the earthquake you say...yeah this earthquake is one long overdue shit that had gained all the steam and then finally BOOM! 28 metres tsunami that leveled all the coastal towns in Miyagi, Iwate, Fukushima and some parts of Chiba. When God claim lives by the thousands, no one is to be blame but with the crisis going on in Libya, gasoline prices had sky rocketed and everyone here is restricted to either a 20L cap or a ¥2,000 cap. I am on a small car so a 20L cap is fine but can't say the same for the rest.
As panic of a nuclear meltdown sent most foreigners fleeing, sadly I am here to stay. Despite friends, parents, familiar faces worrying and urging me to come home, I must say now is not my time to leave yet. Yeah as they say by the time the worst come, I will not be able to leave but still I am staying.
Here are my reasons...
Good times, I shit and I played here along with so many others...
Bad times, I flee and watch as everything else disappears...
Can't do...just can't do it.
There are people here I know as well, faces who had walked thru thick and thin with me and Japan has been kind to me all these while. I really can't walk out in dire times like this. While knowing that everyone else outside here is safe, I will continue to my tour here and aid when necessary. This is me saying my gratitude to the land, the people and everything else here that I hold dearly.
I am not stupid as well and I know when to fly my ass out when the time comes but as for now...not yet.
And with everyone leaving, it might be a good time to scout new opportunities, help out and tide it thru with everyone else. Nagano is still good and so really, thank you all but no thks...I am still staying. Almost 2 weeks into the tragedy and I am still alive here...fingers crossed that the radiation will not turn Japan into Resident Evil land...heehee joking.
This devastation had brought me new meanings and I really hope you can understand them as well.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
The spirits have wavered...and so do I
- Never Stop Dreaming -
These days I really couldn't say the same shit that I used to preach every single day of my life. Back then I was determined to give, forgive, open up my path and accept everything but as I began realize that my ultimate dream is about to be fulfilled, I say F#$% everything else.
People...yeah, those that I wouldn't hesitate to waste given a chance are obstructing my pursuit of perfection. I strive as much as I could, fought it all out to give the clients nothing but the best experience on the big day. Sadly, there is this one particular F@#$tard that is becoming a problem. Too bad the useless Boss is as intellectually challenged as this F#$%tard.
When concerning equipment that we depend our dear lives on, there was a discussion on whether we look professional or not. Man, that's clearly amateurs...like the F$%^ I would care how others looked at me when I am in the midst of an important photoshoot.
Anyway yeah I am pretty messed up over such F#$%tards at work but if events go as planned, I shall regain my freedom at the end of this year.
Once again I have proven myself that I can't work with brainless F#$%tards, including the useless Boss.
These days I really couldn't say the same shit that I used to preach every single day of my life. Back then I was determined to give, forgive, open up my path and accept everything but as I began realize that my ultimate dream is about to be fulfilled, I say F#$% everything else.
People...yeah, those that I wouldn't hesitate to waste given a chance are obstructing my pursuit of perfection. I strive as much as I could, fought it all out to give the clients nothing but the best experience on the big day. Sadly, there is this one particular F@#$tard that is becoming a problem. Too bad the useless Boss is as intellectually challenged as this F#$%tard.
When concerning equipment that we depend our dear lives on, there was a discussion on whether we look professional or not. Man, that's clearly amateurs...like the F$%^ I would care how others looked at me when I am in the midst of an important photoshoot.
Anyway yeah I am pretty messed up over such F#$%tards at work but if events go as planned, I shall regain my freedom at the end of this year.
Once again I have proven myself that I can't work with brainless F#$%tards, including the useless Boss.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Useless and redundant
- Never Stop Dreaming -
Back when I was a kid, I had always dreaded attending lame ice-breaker games or the get-to-know the new school mates shit. The worst was possibly when I started poly when I had to break away from pals that I had gone thru shits together and try to fit or adjust myself to total strangers. The orientation or whatever the hell it was, was just full of redundant, useless rubbish that I had wasted my precious youth to start everything all over again. To me it was like dying and then re-birth and redo every single shit again and I seriously hate it.
Fast forward that a million hours later, at 30 years of age, I was once again put thru this irritating situation when most if not everyone else were idiots. A lot of precious time to waste, a lot of effort to do absolutely nothing productive. But still I went thru it like a rebellious kid once again doing all those stupid and retarded stuffs.
30 good and bad years of existence had not only confirmed but slapped right across my face that I am not good working with people or rather idiots. I do not deny that when it comes down to doing things that I have a passion in, I am a perfectionist in such a way that I only trust my own skill, my judgment and my own expertise because everyone else is not capable of producing what I want. Unless I am inspired by genuine works of art and rare talents, everyone else is pretty much not up to my insane standards. Not that I am in any way trying to be rude or to degrade anyone else but this is just me admitting my disease, a disease for perfection.
So if all goes well, I may have something good coming up late this year towards next and every year there after to serve, to honor and to commit.
Back when I was a kid, I had always dreaded attending lame ice-breaker games or the get-to-know the new school mates shit. The worst was possibly when I started poly when I had to break away from pals that I had gone thru shits together and try to fit or adjust myself to total strangers. The orientation or whatever the hell it was, was just full of redundant, useless rubbish that I had wasted my precious youth to start everything all over again. To me it was like dying and then re-birth and redo every single shit again and I seriously hate it.
Fast forward that a million hours later, at 30 years of age, I was once again put thru this irritating situation when most if not everyone else were idiots. A lot of precious time to waste, a lot of effort to do absolutely nothing productive. But still I went thru it like a rebellious kid once again doing all those stupid and retarded stuffs.
30 good and bad years of existence had not only confirmed but slapped right across my face that I am not good working with people or rather idiots. I do not deny that when it comes down to doing things that I have a passion in, I am a perfectionist in such a way that I only trust my own skill, my judgment and my own expertise because everyone else is not capable of producing what I want. Unless I am inspired by genuine works of art and rare talents, everyone else is pretty much not up to my insane standards. Not that I am in any way trying to be rude or to degrade anyone else but this is just me admitting my disease, a disease for perfection.
So if all goes well, I may have something good coming up late this year towards next and every year there after to serve, to honor and to commit.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Ashley Wood and the Grunts
- Never Stop Dreaming -
A while ago, I had an entry regarding 3A (previously Threezero), a HK toy company that had partnered with world renown artist, Ashley to form the 3A corp. The toy line distributed by 3A are something that I had always dream of, Gas masks, katanas, weathered robots, etc.
Despite my earlier miss on the exclusive de Plume figures, this time round I was lucky to pick up a 4 pack Grunt which of course is already SOLD OUT by the time you are reading this. Grunts...low rank newly recruits that are sent out in the hordes to the battle field to be fed to Death.
3A items are exclusive to their very own webstore Bambaland and most items will never see the light of retail shelves. Items are released on a periodical basis updated with info on their site. Usually sale last from minutes for limited production items to a day for some items. Given the strong Yen, they are considered relatively affordable for me. All 3A items are tediously handmade so the sale is usually a pre-order which the final item, usually better then the prototype pictures will ship at a later date.
Looking forward to my 1st designer 3A figure and more to come. I decided to pick up a 4 pack Grunt set since not only was it cheaper, it will include a WWR poster from Ashley himself.
A while ago, I had an entry regarding 3A (previously Threezero), a HK toy company that had partnered with world renown artist, Ashley to form the 3A corp. The toy line distributed by 3A are something that I had always dream of, Gas masks, katanas, weathered robots, etc.
Despite my earlier miss on the exclusive de Plume figures, this time round I was lucky to pick up a 4 pack Grunt which of course is already SOLD OUT by the time you are reading this. Grunts...low rank newly recruits that are sent out in the hordes to the battle field to be fed to Death.
3A items are exclusive to their very own webstore Bambaland and most items will never see the light of retail shelves. Items are released on a periodical basis updated with info on their site. Usually sale last from minutes for limited production items to a day for some items. Given the strong Yen, they are considered relatively affordable for me. All 3A items are tediously handmade so the sale is usually a pre-order which the final item, usually better then the prototype pictures will ship at a later date.
Looking forward to my 1st designer 3A figure and more to come. I decided to pick up a 4 pack Grunt set since not only was it cheaper, it will include a WWR poster from Ashley himself.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Goodbye my friend...in the loving memory of Novem
- Never Stop Dreaming -
In this 30 years of short lived existence, God, or whoever is in charge had taken 4 of my beloved friends, and they were all below 30. When the 1st one went, she was only 19...then 2 other left in their twenties. Now the 4th, at 29 years of age, left suddenly like the previous 3...leaving far too many questions open to imagination. Of the 4, 2 were taken due to traffic accident but the other 2 were whisked away like the wind.
This entire post is dedicated to the memory of my friend, Novem who left us on the 31st of Jan in the year 2011 at 29 years of age.
I met her thru my friend Cindy years back when we were, or rather, I was still an advocate of the Japanese Langauge following. The impression that she gave anyone who was new to here was a sweet, fun-loving party girl. Then slowly as I got to know her better, I was quite surprised how well she had concealed her dominant character beneath. She had a strong character leaning towards the masculine side capable of attempting any challenges put across to her, coupled with her sweet demeanor, she was a figure worth much respect.
As I found about more about her, we seemed to realize that both she and I shared a lot of interesting past adventures alike. Life on the fast lane, booze, brawls, gasoline, tarmac...and it was the very beginning of our very unique friendship. From there we crashed all sorts of parties and danced out youth away into the brink of the morning light.
The most memorable event that I could never ever forget was the one at Zouk. It started out when I was invited by my friends to crash a birthday party at Zouk and there I was happily studying the strangers in the VIP lounge with my horde of friends where Novem showed up with her group of friends apparently crashing a birthday party as well. Surprises and coincidences come hand in hand in situations like this and there we were checking out each others' private group of friends. Once the merry making kicks in, booze were coerced by everyone to everyone else in an attempt to keep the party spirit alive. Novem was back to back against me with each of our groups of friends in opposites sides. Sneakily she would hand alcohol offered to her to me where I would coerced them to my friends and then do the exact same to alcohol offered to me to Novem. That way not only did we not flipped and puke our guts out like the rest, the music warmed our souls as we danced and partied till the morning light.
Somewhere along the night of the party, Novem got pissed at some drunk ass and even offered to throw him off the second floor balcony. It was a huge commotion but I was certain she would had done it given the nature of the situation and her character. As usual I did my stint and saw her sweet smile once again before heading for supper. We grew our friendship deeper after that incident and I realized that she was becoming more of my idol than a friend.
Not long after, I left for Japan to accomplish my dreams that I had carved since the beginning of a long journey and it was then Novem and I slowly drifted apart as the lands and oceans separated us. Not we were not a couple and no we weren't dating but we were just really amazing friends with great respect for each other. She was definitely one very unique character that I will never forget because for once, to find a fine lady of such caliber who not only shared the same amazing past as me but to earn such deep respect from me.
Initially my intentions were to fly home on 29th of Jan to attend a wedding on the 30th but just days before I flew, this sad news came so sudden that Novem was in ICU and her condition was very critical. Though I do not know what exactly the cause was and never will, I wasn't prepared in any way to handle the situation. All I could do was to visit her for the very last time, while she was still breathing thru a machine in a small glass cubicle. Her brother had swollen eyes from all the crying and so were her friends.
She looked really frail but still I tapped the button, the glass door opened and I walked in. There I held her warm hands and said, "My friend, I know you can hear me sub-consciously and I am here to tell you that I have flown a long way from Japan to see you. I am not sure if you would ever wake up from this eternal slumber but I still hope that you will. " Silence endured for a long time while I stared at my friend for the very last time, trying to remember every detail about her.
Went home to get changed and then attended the wedding with the most pretentious smile since in the back of my head, I was still worrying about her since every passing second would be her last. After the wedding, I went to have a chat with my friends till the early hours of the morning of the 31st. Came home to check Novem's FB page and the update was, "She has departed and thank you all who have came to see her..."
This was where my brain froze and all the memories of the good times came flashing in my head. Not sure if God or religion or heaven really exist but someday if we meet again Novem, I would be dead envious since you will still be all young and pretty while I would be a frail old man.
It is here I say my final goodbye to you my dearest friend and till we meet again. Thank you so much for being a very special part of my life...have a safe journey and watch over us sometime when you are free.
End
In this 30 years of short lived existence, God, or whoever is in charge had taken 4 of my beloved friends, and they were all below 30. When the 1st one went, she was only 19...then 2 other left in their twenties. Now the 4th, at 29 years of age, left suddenly like the previous 3...leaving far too many questions open to imagination. Of the 4, 2 were taken due to traffic accident but the other 2 were whisked away like the wind.
This entire post is dedicated to the memory of my friend, Novem who left us on the 31st of Jan in the year 2011 at 29 years of age.
I met her thru my friend Cindy years back when we were, or rather, I was still an advocate of the Japanese Langauge following. The impression that she gave anyone who was new to here was a sweet, fun-loving party girl. Then slowly as I got to know her better, I was quite surprised how well she had concealed her dominant character beneath. She had a strong character leaning towards the masculine side capable of attempting any challenges put across to her, coupled with her sweet demeanor, she was a figure worth much respect.
As I found about more about her, we seemed to realize that both she and I shared a lot of interesting past adventures alike. Life on the fast lane, booze, brawls, gasoline, tarmac...and it was the very beginning of our very unique friendship. From there we crashed all sorts of parties and danced out youth away into the brink of the morning light.
The most memorable event that I could never ever forget was the one at Zouk. It started out when I was invited by my friends to crash a birthday party at Zouk and there I was happily studying the strangers in the VIP lounge with my horde of friends where Novem showed up with her group of friends apparently crashing a birthday party as well. Surprises and coincidences come hand in hand in situations like this and there we were checking out each others' private group of friends. Once the merry making kicks in, booze were coerced by everyone to everyone else in an attempt to keep the party spirit alive. Novem was back to back against me with each of our groups of friends in opposites sides. Sneakily she would hand alcohol offered to her to me where I would coerced them to my friends and then do the exact same to alcohol offered to me to Novem. That way not only did we not flipped and puke our guts out like the rest, the music warmed our souls as we danced and partied till the morning light.
Somewhere along the night of the party, Novem got pissed at some drunk ass and even offered to throw him off the second floor balcony. It was a huge commotion but I was certain she would had done it given the nature of the situation and her character. As usual I did my stint and saw her sweet smile once again before heading for supper. We grew our friendship deeper after that incident and I realized that she was becoming more of my idol than a friend.
Not long after, I left for Japan to accomplish my dreams that I had carved since the beginning of a long journey and it was then Novem and I slowly drifted apart as the lands and oceans separated us. Not we were not a couple and no we weren't dating but we were just really amazing friends with great respect for each other. She was definitely one very unique character that I will never forget because for once, to find a fine lady of such caliber who not only shared the same amazing past as me but to earn such deep respect from me.
Initially my intentions were to fly home on 29th of Jan to attend a wedding on the 30th but just days before I flew, this sad news came so sudden that Novem was in ICU and her condition was very critical. Though I do not know what exactly the cause was and never will, I wasn't prepared in any way to handle the situation. All I could do was to visit her for the very last time, while she was still breathing thru a machine in a small glass cubicle. Her brother had swollen eyes from all the crying and so were her friends.
She looked really frail but still I tapped the button, the glass door opened and I walked in. There I held her warm hands and said, "My friend, I know you can hear me sub-consciously and I am here to tell you that I have flown a long way from Japan to see you. I am not sure if you would ever wake up from this eternal slumber but I still hope that you will. " Silence endured for a long time while I stared at my friend for the very last time, trying to remember every detail about her.
Went home to get changed and then attended the wedding with the most pretentious smile since in the back of my head, I was still worrying about her since every passing second would be her last. After the wedding, I went to have a chat with my friends till the early hours of the morning of the 31st. Came home to check Novem's FB page and the update was, "She has departed and thank you all who have came to see her..."
This was where my brain froze and all the memories of the good times came flashing in my head. Not sure if God or religion or heaven really exist but someday if we meet again Novem, I would be dead envious since you will still be all young and pretty while I would be a frail old man.
It is here I say my final goodbye to you my dearest friend and till we meet again. Thank you so much for being a very special part of my life...have a safe journey and watch over us sometime when you are free.
End
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
A new year...
- Never Stop Dreaming -
So where do I begin...most of my pictures are hosted on the evil and poisonous Facebook instead of here. Missed all the Christmas, New Year updates, etc. Not that I was really like 24 hour busy but since late towards the 4th quarter of last year, I had began to lead a different kind of life. One that kept me occupied more than my job, my passion and everything else when I decided to say goodbye to 4 harsh years of cold solitary winter.
In 2010, I found a new job which I thought was the beginning of my break but very soon I found out how bad it actually was. Gain everything and took everything I could and gave nothing back because I had a bigger dream to fulfill than waste my talent here. Despite all blessings, visions and dreams...I was tied down by working VISA constraints to attempt my leap of faith. Now I am holding on for at least 1 more year while building up a healthy bank account incase I should fall. Late towards the 4th quarter, I moved on to home-cooked meals since they were cheaper and that was simply the beginning of an addiction. I had also secured a couple of deals and a decent model to work with.
Acquired 1 more additional film camera + lens for my personal collection totaling my entire collection to somewhat 5 cameras I think. Along the way I hope to pick up a couple of Leica(s), a Hassey and a Rollei but first, a decent printer.
Still snowboarding this season though not as much as I would like to since I need to save as much as I can for my huge rebellion. Making a trip back home for Chinese New Year, crash a wedding and to meet up with the familiar faces.
Really and seriously, I hate my job since most of the time I find myself working with idiots including the Boss of course. No doubt I do not deny that this company is amazing but the unit that I am in...would be my ultimate downfall. Professionals are capped from their full potential and the company is cutting corners to reduce cost.
Still very much alive despite being 30...so much for now
So where do I begin...most of my pictures are hosted on the evil and poisonous Facebook instead of here. Missed all the Christmas, New Year updates, etc. Not that I was really like 24 hour busy but since late towards the 4th quarter of last year, I had began to lead a different kind of life. One that kept me occupied more than my job, my passion and everything else when I decided to say goodbye to 4 harsh years of cold solitary winter.
In 2010, I found a new job which I thought was the beginning of my break but very soon I found out how bad it actually was. Gain everything and took everything I could and gave nothing back because I had a bigger dream to fulfill than waste my talent here. Despite all blessings, visions and dreams...I was tied down by working VISA constraints to attempt my leap of faith. Now I am holding on for at least 1 more year while building up a healthy bank account incase I should fall. Late towards the 4th quarter, I moved on to home-cooked meals since they were cheaper and that was simply the beginning of an addiction. I had also secured a couple of deals and a decent model to work with.
Acquired 1 more additional film camera + lens for my personal collection totaling my entire collection to somewhat 5 cameras I think. Along the way I hope to pick up a couple of Leica(s), a Hassey and a Rollei but first, a decent printer.
Still snowboarding this season though not as much as I would like to since I need to save as much as I can for my huge rebellion. Making a trip back home for Chinese New Year, crash a wedding and to meet up with the familiar faces.
Really and seriously, I hate my job since most of the time I find myself working with idiots including the Boss of course. No doubt I do not deny that this company is amazing but the unit that I am in...would be my ultimate downfall. Professionals are capped from their full potential and the company is cutting corners to reduce cost.
Still very much alive despite being 30...so much for now
Saturday, November 27, 2010
The day I witnessed a real Zombie attack!
- Never Stop Dreaming -
I attended my first grand Japanese company R&R to close the 2010 fiscal year on 25th Nov. It was indeed an eye opener with over 500 guests from various units gathering for the feast. Since I was a noobie, I really didn't know what to expect but I was indeed looking forward to it.
The time and place had been pre-decided but all staffs had to start the day early in the morning, attending the Company's annual meeting where P&L, visions, goals, sales, etc. were laid out to plan the next stage of actions for 2011. To many others, mostly like 70% of the meeting were irrelevant but for me, though irrelevant, I was there collecting vital info as in free feed.
But it was really not the meeting that mattered...fast forward...and we are back to the Grand R&R.
Most came clad in their finest, or self-presumed finest, pieces of garment to either flatter themselves, deceive others or God knows what ever for. One came in a cheaply made trashy Darth Vadar costume only to reveal a less than normal looking huge tub of walking gluttony. Once again I found myself indulging in the observation of the various fashion parade since there was nothing else better to do than wait for the buffet on both side of the hall to start. Then a very nice colleague drop me an extremely vital piece of advice...
When the signal for the feast flashed, I witnessed the most awesome albeit gruesome army of zombies rushing for the food. Like a scene outta the latest Jovovich Resident Evil Movie, the prettiest, smartest, ugliest, youngest, oldest, fattest, slimest, etc zombies raced across the massive football sized hall for the tiny pieces of pathetic low quality fare in hordes and more hordes and more hordes. I wished I had brought my camera but then again there was the risk of losing it in the hordes of sewer filth. Never in my life had I been able to witness how scary and disgusting zombies were when they all came so well dressed initially. It was indeed a sick sight that I would never be able to forget for the rest of my living existence. I have come to respect the fact that I will never be able to look at the same people that showed the power of gluttony straight in my face.
Then in a blinking of an eye, everything was once again calm but the sad remaining humans were left with nothing but empty trays of gravy. It was these people that showed me hope since the remaining survivors were gracious to share whatever was remaining though meager and among them, the CEO of the company.
I respect the man in every way I can both in a good way and in a bad way. Good because he had established a global brand where his elders had left behind, which was nothing more than a local store initially. Bad because he had failed to recognize how rotten the inner core was. Talents were hired and then robbed of their skills and then fired...much like Electronic Arts way of swallowing up various developers and then exterminating them and then releasing shitty crap.
As for me...we shall see...
Meanwhile, while I get over all these nightmares, I am once again back to gaming on my lovely white PSP while waiting for the new snowboarding season to start.
I attended my first grand Japanese company R&R to close the 2010 fiscal year on 25th Nov. It was indeed an eye opener with over 500 guests from various units gathering for the feast. Since I was a noobie, I really didn't know what to expect but I was indeed looking forward to it.
The time and place had been pre-decided but all staffs had to start the day early in the morning, attending the Company's annual meeting where P&L, visions, goals, sales, etc. were laid out to plan the next stage of actions for 2011. To many others, mostly like 70% of the meeting were irrelevant but for me, though irrelevant, I was there collecting vital info as in free feed.
But it was really not the meeting that mattered...fast forward...and we are back to the Grand R&R.
Most came clad in their finest, or self-presumed finest, pieces of garment to either flatter themselves, deceive others or God knows what ever for. One came in a cheaply made trashy Darth Vadar costume only to reveal a less than normal looking huge tub of walking gluttony. Once again I found myself indulging in the observation of the various fashion parade since there was nothing else better to do than wait for the buffet on both side of the hall to start. Then a very nice colleague drop me an extremely vital piece of advice...
When the signal for the feast flashed, I witnessed the most awesome albeit gruesome army of zombies rushing for the food. Like a scene outta the latest Jovovich Resident Evil Movie, the prettiest, smartest, ugliest, youngest, oldest, fattest, slimest, etc zombies raced across the massive football sized hall for the tiny pieces of pathetic low quality fare in hordes and more hordes and more hordes. I wished I had brought my camera but then again there was the risk of losing it in the hordes of sewer filth. Never in my life had I been able to witness how scary and disgusting zombies were when they all came so well dressed initially. It was indeed a sick sight that I would never be able to forget for the rest of my living existence. I have come to respect the fact that I will never be able to look at the same people that showed the power of gluttony straight in my face.
Then in a blinking of an eye, everything was once again calm but the sad remaining humans were left with nothing but empty trays of gravy. It was these people that showed me hope since the remaining survivors were gracious to share whatever was remaining though meager and among them, the CEO of the company.
I respect the man in every way I can both in a good way and in a bad way. Good because he had established a global brand where his elders had left behind, which was nothing more than a local store initially. Bad because he had failed to recognize how rotten the inner core was. Talents were hired and then robbed of their skills and then fired...much like Electronic Arts way of swallowing up various developers and then exterminating them and then releasing shitty crap.
As for me...we shall see...
Meanwhile, while I get over all these nightmares, I am once again back to gaming on my lovely white PSP while waiting for the new snowboarding season to start.
Friday, November 26, 2010
The Awakening of The Sleeping Monster
- Never Stop Dreaming -
In my many short lived years of existence, not that I had many long ones, seldom have I seen a grown man, a family man, a father, a mentor and a skilled professional sank so low in spirits. So here is my version of the story...
He used to be a mechanic tuning, testing and repairing the famed Mazda RX-7 and that was years years years back. Somehow with no professional training, he found himself carving a very different niche as a wedding photographer. From the full manual film days, to digital film cameras to the modern day Digital SLR...he has indeed came a long way. He dedicated a full 10 years of his youth, often neglecting his family who happens to live quite some distance away, to pave way for a new level of wedding photography for the current company. He set the limits and raised the bars, brought the company to a whole new level. 10 years of blood and sweat and the numerous times he ate into his own character and compromised on his well being all for the company.
Then one fine day, not too long ago, the newly appointed Boss with not much experience, all words and no action decided to replace this fine professional because he was too good. Though the actual reasons were vague, it seems that this 10 years of effort for the company vanished in just that split second the Boss made the final decision.
Now he walks into the company each day lifeless and empty like a fresh zombie outta Left 4 Dead...
That is what everyone wants or rather, deceptively conceived to believe because something huge is brewing underground. Something so huge it will probably change history in the future...
And I am more than glad to be able to pen this awesome story... ;)
Paths are walked by people but those who made it will always be remembered.
In my many short lived years of existence, not that I had many long ones, seldom have I seen a grown man, a family man, a father, a mentor and a skilled professional sank so low in spirits. So here is my version of the story...
He used to be a mechanic tuning, testing and repairing the famed Mazda RX-7 and that was years years years back. Somehow with no professional training, he found himself carving a very different niche as a wedding photographer. From the full manual film days, to digital film cameras to the modern day Digital SLR...he has indeed came a long way. He dedicated a full 10 years of his youth, often neglecting his family who happens to live quite some distance away, to pave way for a new level of wedding photography for the current company. He set the limits and raised the bars, brought the company to a whole new level. 10 years of blood and sweat and the numerous times he ate into his own character and compromised on his well being all for the company.
Then one fine day, not too long ago, the newly appointed Boss with not much experience, all words and no action decided to replace this fine professional because he was too good. Though the actual reasons were vague, it seems that this 10 years of effort for the company vanished in just that split second the Boss made the final decision.
Now he walks into the company each day lifeless and empty like a fresh zombie outta Left 4 Dead...
That is what everyone wants or rather, deceptively conceived to believe because something huge is brewing underground. Something so huge it will probably change history in the future...
And I am more than glad to be able to pen this awesome story... ;)
Paths are walked by people but those who made it will always be remembered.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Embrace the cold winter with warmth
- Never Stop Dreaming -
This year, I will possibly have the best winter and Christmas which would be only in my wildest dreams until that very day when I decided to walk on thin ice sheet. I am a modern day adventurer, an explorer and risks are just some appetizers that add flavor to my daily meals. If I hadn't set out this journey decades back, if I didn't have the courage to gamble everything I had, if I didn't take the leap of faith, I really wouldn't be here today. And so on this day, I will give myself a little pat on my shoulder and say to myself in the mirror, "Well done lad, you've indeed come a long brave journey littered with uncertainties. But this is only the beginning to a whole new chapter so go forth and seek your destiny..."
Like I had said a million times before, I have found very capable people along the way but many succumbed to sloth, one of the 7 deadly sins which left me conquering this journey alone till the very end. In the very end, my perseverence paid off and now I will enjoy my first warm fruits of my hard labour for my 4th winter. No more cold piercing me, no more restless nights and no more dead silence...I have found warmth, feeling the tenderness in the days ahead. The missing pieces are found and I am standing on a solid infrastructure looking up and looking good, like I had always been. Dreaming was only the first simple step while realizing my dream was another easy second step...holding on and not yielding, embracing the elements, healing wounds and living a life of lies till the very end requires immerse patience, mental strength and lots of energy. I didn't give up against all odds and now I will be rewarded.
Christmas, hopefully a white white one like the one I had always dreamt about seems within my grasp this year and receiving those lovely "Love Bentos" was actually more heart warming in reality than in the TV dramas or dreams. A good way to conclude this wonderful year with so much more to look forward to.
This year, I will possibly have the best winter and Christmas which would be only in my wildest dreams until that very day when I decided to walk on thin ice sheet. I am a modern day adventurer, an explorer and risks are just some appetizers that add flavor to my daily meals. If I hadn't set out this journey decades back, if I didn't have the courage to gamble everything I had, if I didn't take the leap of faith, I really wouldn't be here today. And so on this day, I will give myself a little pat on my shoulder and say to myself in the mirror, "Well done lad, you've indeed come a long brave journey littered with uncertainties. But this is only the beginning to a whole new chapter so go forth and seek your destiny..."
Like I had said a million times before, I have found very capable people along the way but many succumbed to sloth, one of the 7 deadly sins which left me conquering this journey alone till the very end. In the very end, my perseverence paid off and now I will enjoy my first warm fruits of my hard labour for my 4th winter. No more cold piercing me, no more restless nights and no more dead silence...I have found warmth, feeling the tenderness in the days ahead. The missing pieces are found and I am standing on a solid infrastructure looking up and looking good, like I had always been. Dreaming was only the first simple step while realizing my dream was another easy second step...holding on and not yielding, embracing the elements, healing wounds and living a life of lies till the very end requires immerse patience, mental strength and lots of energy. I didn't give up against all odds and now I will be rewarded.
Christmas, hopefully a white white one like the one I had always dreamt about seems within my grasp this year and receiving those lovely "Love Bentos" was actually more heart warming in reality than in the TV dramas or dreams. A good way to conclude this wonderful year with so much more to look forward to.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Recognition
- Never Stop Dreaming -
Haven't been on skype for ages...haven't been in contact with my family as well. I used to come home eager to go on skype almost every night for a very specific reason which had ceased quite a while ago when a huge shift, paramount to a platonic plate shift occured. Instead, I strengthened myself in every way possible to prepare for the end to come because my unique instinct had never failed me. True and never far from reality, the end did came as I had expected but still I felt nostalgic each time I closed my eyes and envision the past.
Yes I have been really really busy because October happen to be the most hectic month. Late and unexpected changes had brought me thru quite an emotional turmoil, rollercoaster ride both work and off work. But in the bleak of all these unfortunate nightmares, I found my light of hope and I am seriously living the good life now.
On my off days, I travel to some of the most exotic part of Japan because I, for once, wait...or rather twice, have been accepted into the local society. This not only pave way for much more beautiful journeys ahead, it simply seals the promise which I had made since the time of the origin. I had dedicated all these time, energy and effort with only one sole purpose and now I am not very far from it...I can feel it running thru my veins, being absorbed into my soul.
Now for the main CHEESE!
Japan is known to be the fashion capital of Asia and though there are many interesting fashionistas around, sadly being here long enuff, I came to realize that I only appreaciated a small percentage of the entire fashion scene. The rest are just simply, SHIT. Then comes the rural part of Japan where fashion are like kids's uniforms. Lots of color variation but still the same stale style that every Japanese guy would try to pull off. Nothing productive, nothing creative but just dust being shoved around. Somehow the female fashion scene seems to attract me so much more because the various combination are simply infinite. And along all these prologue, a very special someone who have been recognised by all around me to be a one very top ranked fashionista seems to take a liking into my fashion sense. Now I am not marketing myself in anyway but hey, a top ranked figure gave me recognition...that's not something that would come by everyday. All these coming from a Japanese who had me flouting my wings of pride against all other Japanese.
I had always believed that we wear clothes and not the other way around and though I am not really a huge fan of suits, I have to wear it time and again to fit the situation or against my will. But you see a suit is very much like a exterior armor and every one who wears a suit somehow in one way or another will look decent. When you see them in the usual non-suit fashion, this is where the difference will be clearly set. My skater, semi-formal and military-fetish style had become an inspiration to this particular someone. And so I am not only proud but deeply honored to introduced genuine mil-spec, cheap (or uber expensive) military stuffs to give those usual branded stuffs a run for their money. Well, my other motive is the gratification of a military chic fashion...
Given the current strength of the soaring Japanese Yen, I can only see myself doing more online shopping thru ebay, google, etc for stuffs that will last 10 years or more (MIL SPEC stuffs).
In a seperate post, I will introduce possibly with vid of the 85501.
And to seal it all, it was snowing this morning...winter is, well, almost here...so enjoy your wet, dirty heat while I freeze myself in this white wonderland!
Haven't been on skype for ages...haven't been in contact with my family as well. I used to come home eager to go on skype almost every night for a very specific reason which had ceased quite a while ago when a huge shift, paramount to a platonic plate shift occured. Instead, I strengthened myself in every way possible to prepare for the end to come because my unique instinct had never failed me. True and never far from reality, the end did came as I had expected but still I felt nostalgic each time I closed my eyes and envision the past.
Yes I have been really really busy because October happen to be the most hectic month. Late and unexpected changes had brought me thru quite an emotional turmoil, rollercoaster ride both work and off work. But in the bleak of all these unfortunate nightmares, I found my light of hope and I am seriously living the good life now.
On my off days, I travel to some of the most exotic part of Japan because I, for once, wait...or rather twice, have been accepted into the local society. This not only pave way for much more beautiful journeys ahead, it simply seals the promise which I had made since the time of the origin. I had dedicated all these time, energy and effort with only one sole purpose and now I am not very far from it...I can feel it running thru my veins, being absorbed into my soul.
Now for the main CHEESE!
Japan is known to be the fashion capital of Asia and though there are many interesting fashionistas around, sadly being here long enuff, I came to realize that I only appreaciated a small percentage of the entire fashion scene. The rest are just simply, SHIT. Then comes the rural part of Japan where fashion are like kids's uniforms. Lots of color variation but still the same stale style that every Japanese guy would try to pull off. Nothing productive, nothing creative but just dust being shoved around. Somehow the female fashion scene seems to attract me so much more because the various combination are simply infinite. And along all these prologue, a very special someone who have been recognised by all around me to be a one very top ranked fashionista seems to take a liking into my fashion sense. Now I am not marketing myself in anyway but hey, a top ranked figure gave me recognition...that's not something that would come by everyday. All these coming from a Japanese who had me flouting my wings of pride against all other Japanese.
I had always believed that we wear clothes and not the other way around and though I am not really a huge fan of suits, I have to wear it time and again to fit the situation or against my will. But you see a suit is very much like a exterior armor and every one who wears a suit somehow in one way or another will look decent. When you see them in the usual non-suit fashion, this is where the difference will be clearly set. My skater, semi-formal and military-fetish style had become an inspiration to this particular someone. And so I am not only proud but deeply honored to introduced genuine mil-spec, cheap (or uber expensive) military stuffs to give those usual branded stuffs a run for their money. Well, my other motive is the gratification of a military chic fashion...
Given the current strength of the soaring Japanese Yen, I can only see myself doing more online shopping thru ebay, google, etc for stuffs that will last 10 years or more (MIL SPEC stuffs).
In a seperate post, I will introduce possibly with vid of the 85501.
And to seal it all, it was snowing this morning...winter is, well, almost here...so enjoy your wet, dirty heat while I freeze myself in this white wonderland!
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Slow controlled breathing in decreasing temperatures
- Never Stop Dreaming -
Though the soft rays of the morning sun greet me every morning thru the fluffy clouds or thick morning fog, I am still very reluctant to let any of the summer heat stage a come back. Instead I choose to pray hard that this constant cooling temperature will stay for a will and decline steadily in time to come for the winter. And late last night I tried to regulate my breathing by inhaling deep controlled breaths thru my nose and exhaling them slowly thru my mouth which I found to be a really good exercise to ease the mind and soul, inducing a deep state of sub consciousness that will eventually lead to a good night of rest.
The reason why I was subjecting myself to this therapeutic experience was simple, I am getting really really worn out by making conclusions from viewing blissful pictures which offer nothing but complete silence that leaves my imagination running wild. Then there is the possibility of me getting blame for jumping to conclusions where there weren't even any clues, hints or information given to me. In the midst of all the confusion, I really find it hard to comprehend how I am liable when all I got was cold silent photos only to have my conclusions judged. I may be a perfectionist with dreams and lots of vibrant energy but then there are times when I have say, "This is it!" like Michael. Saying A and doing B makes absolutely no sense to me but combining everything with utter silence just pretty much sums up this annoying guessing game where my answers will always turn out to be wrong. Pfft, all that smiling, fun seems all so genuine but only an idiot would believe that it was all just a staged show. If there are answers to be told, I will listen but I seek no more answers because I could never ever see unless told what to see. Silence and ignorance will lead to many different endings so unless you wished for a specific ending, SPEAK UP! but oh well, I believe what I see and not what I hear so really, don't try so hard.
Now that I have decided to close this past colorful chapter despite leaving all the missing clues unsolved, I can safely say that the new chapter will have so much more to look forward to than tiring myself out crashing into a dead lead one after another. Harsh it may seem but necessary is deem. I just cannot see myself going on trying to believe what I think are just a whole bunch of lies beautifully if not artistically crafted into the pictures. Of course I am not jumping mad and lashing out destructive mayhem but my conclusion is that I am more than happy to see, more than glad to believe and more than everything to respect, to cherish and to congratulate, for it will be something that I could never have done, someone who I could never have been and a dream that could never come true. Quite possibly one of the most beautiful and unique journey that I could never forget because of the rich characters, giggles, warmth and distance ever shared.
Really, thks for all the memories, tears, joy, sarcasm, and so much so much more that made me the very character I am today.
Though the soft rays of the morning sun greet me every morning thru the fluffy clouds or thick morning fog, I am still very reluctant to let any of the summer heat stage a come back. Instead I choose to pray hard that this constant cooling temperature will stay for a will and decline steadily in time to come for the winter. And late last night I tried to regulate my breathing by inhaling deep controlled breaths thru my nose and exhaling them slowly thru my mouth which I found to be a really good exercise to ease the mind and soul, inducing a deep state of sub consciousness that will eventually lead to a good night of rest.
The reason why I was subjecting myself to this therapeutic experience was simple, I am getting really really worn out by making conclusions from viewing blissful pictures which offer nothing but complete silence that leaves my imagination running wild. Then there is the possibility of me getting blame for jumping to conclusions where there weren't even any clues, hints or information given to me. In the midst of all the confusion, I really find it hard to comprehend how I am liable when all I got was cold silent photos only to have my conclusions judged. I may be a perfectionist with dreams and lots of vibrant energy but then there are times when I have say, "This is it!" like Michael. Saying A and doing B makes absolutely no sense to me but combining everything with utter silence just pretty much sums up this annoying guessing game where my answers will always turn out to be wrong. Pfft, all that smiling, fun seems all so genuine but only an idiot would believe that it was all just a staged show. If there are answers to be told, I will listen but I seek no more answers because I could never ever see unless told what to see. Silence and ignorance will lead to many different endings so unless you wished for a specific ending, SPEAK UP! but oh well, I believe what I see and not what I hear so really, don't try so hard.
Now that I have decided to close this past colorful chapter despite leaving all the missing clues unsolved, I can safely say that the new chapter will have so much more to look forward to than tiring myself out crashing into a dead lead one after another. Harsh it may seem but necessary is deem. I just cannot see myself going on trying to believe what I think are just a whole bunch of lies beautifully if not artistically crafted into the pictures. Of course I am not jumping mad and lashing out destructive mayhem but my conclusion is that I am more than happy to see, more than glad to believe and more than everything to respect, to cherish and to congratulate, for it will be something that I could never have done, someone who I could never have been and a dream that could never come true. Quite possibly one of the most beautiful and unique journey that I could never forget because of the rich characters, giggles, warmth and distance ever shared.
Really, thks for all the memories, tears, joy, sarcasm, and so much so much more that made me the very character I am today.
Monday, October 11, 2010
The Binary Day is the 1st day of a new chapter
- Never Stop Dreaming -
Kicked started the day with an amazing all foggy morning cruising in sub temperate temperatures hovering below 20 degrees. Had every reason to go thru this long but maybe eventful day. Here in Japan, this auspicious date so happened to clash with the "大安(Tai An)", which was very auspicious to the Japanese as well. And so I had already anticipated a hard day at work with hopes of meeting nice couples.
Being randomly assigned according to the schedule by not so nice bastards, I, along with many other underpaid, unfortunate staffs had no idea what kind of client we would get till the actual day minutes before the magic happens. Fate and lots of luck was of paramount importance here to turn an otherwise shitty day to a magical carpet ride!
I had 4 shoots which I nailed 2 because the couples were over the top, as for the other 2, it was the usual no-brainer-just-do-according-to-what-you-have-been-trained-for routine. Of the 2 good ones, one was a Dragon Quest Theme and the other was just damn bloody enjoyable because the couples enjoyed my foreign ancestry.
Work aside, this day also marks a new chapter that was sealed in a promise made days back and I had every nano bits to begin this journey. The cold winters will be a part of history from this day on...
And here is one I sneaked off work :)
Kicked started the day with an amazing all foggy morning cruising in sub temperate temperatures hovering below 20 degrees. Had every reason to go thru this long but maybe eventful day. Here in Japan, this auspicious date so happened to clash with the "大安(Tai An)", which was very auspicious to the Japanese as well. And so I had already anticipated a hard day at work with hopes of meeting nice couples.
Being randomly assigned according to the schedule by not so nice bastards, I, along with many other underpaid, unfortunate staffs had no idea what kind of client we would get till the actual day minutes before the magic happens. Fate and lots of luck was of paramount importance here to turn an otherwise shitty day to a magical carpet ride!
I had 4 shoots which I nailed 2 because the couples were over the top, as for the other 2, it was the usual no-brainer-just-do-according-to-what-you-have-been-trained-for routine. Of the 2 good ones, one was a Dragon Quest Theme and the other was just damn bloody enjoyable because the couples enjoyed my foreign ancestry.
Work aside, this day also marks a new chapter that was sealed in a promise made days back and I had every nano bits to begin this journey. The cold winters will be a part of history from this day on...
And here is one I sneaked off work :)
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Dedicated to my colleague Tae
- Never Stop Dreaming -
Here is a short vid I made for my colleague Tae with stills from Fuji Neopan Acros 400 and some other digital processed ones. Congrats...
I am currently offering freelance Pre Wedding Photoshoots in Japan as well :)
Here is a short vid I made for my colleague Tae with stills from Fuji Neopan Acros 400 and some other digital processed ones. Congrats...
I am currently offering freelance Pre Wedding Photoshoots in Japan as well :)
Friday, October 8, 2010
Of low resistence
- Never Stop Dreaming -
Submitted to fatigue and fell ill a couple of days back when I shivered in cold thru the night and went to work the next day. Pale like a walking day corpse, I was urged to take half a day off when I puked out the morning's semi-digested fluids before hitting the Doc's room. Navigated safely home using my Jedi Powers, loaded up with Doc's prescriptions and slept for an uninterupted 24 odd hours before waking up. With my head spinning hard like a record, I went into a psychedelic state of trance and went back to sleep before arriving at yesterday's morning.
Went to work and did "light duties" aka SAF style and pulled thru the day alive...and in the night, rekindled with her. Had a simple dinner because she too was barely alive after moving from Tokyo to Hokkaido and then back here. With ample rest and my immunity level recharged to a stable 70%, I should be ready for the hectic weeks to come with much more to look forward to.
Submitted to fatigue and fell ill a couple of days back when I shivered in cold thru the night and went to work the next day. Pale like a walking day corpse, I was urged to take half a day off when I puked out the morning's semi-digested fluids before hitting the Doc's room. Navigated safely home using my Jedi Powers, loaded up with Doc's prescriptions and slept for an uninterupted 24 odd hours before waking up. With my head spinning hard like a record, I went into a psychedelic state of trance and went back to sleep before arriving at yesterday's morning.
Went to work and did "light duties" aka SAF style and pulled thru the day alive...and in the night, rekindled with her. Had a simple dinner because she too was barely alive after moving from Tokyo to Hokkaido and then back here. With ample rest and my immunity level recharged to a stable 70%, I should be ready for the hectic weeks to come with much more to look forward to.
The dawn of a new era
- Never Stop Dreaming -
Being away for sometime, I found that I do owe my blog some sort of apology for neglecting the timely update of new and relevant information. However if I may add, my 24 hours a day are not very well spaced out or utilized and in the end, I simply cave in to my infinite non-exhaustive list of reasons for not doing so. Work may have been really busy but I am simply in for the money only so not much to update as well unless the daily routine boring shits that I dished out tickles your interests. My passion, the raging creative juice when I first got started, somehow had died along the way when I am forced to conform to their sub standard levels knowing very well that my talent will never be recognised.
Work aside, I spent most of my free time sleeping, watching ridiculous episodes of South Park, the occasional catch up(s) on MSN with some of my best friends or just crashing wedding parties. All in all on most off days, I am just too wear out with fatigue to do anything else that requires me to move away from my bed. Amidst all these super facial routines, something huge and definitely much more serious than skin deep is brewing, hot from the oven! Indeed even I myself am very reluctant to spill anything about it which explains why no one heard anything...let's just say that I am giving myself a shot to end those cold, lonely winter nights and all is looking good at the moment.
Sipping on a hot cuppa of freshly brewed coffee on a chilly autumn morning, I recalled how it all started...with that infamous scene of her staring at the rain while I stole glimpses of her thru the reflection on the window glass.
That is it for now while I leave your hungry hearts for the devil to fester and grow.
10.4 had confirmation of the hunter being hunted.
Being away for sometime, I found that I do owe my blog some sort of apology for neglecting the timely update of new and relevant information. However if I may add, my 24 hours a day are not very well spaced out or utilized and in the end, I simply cave in to my infinite non-exhaustive list of reasons for not doing so. Work may have been really busy but I am simply in for the money only so not much to update as well unless the daily routine boring shits that I dished out tickles your interests. My passion, the raging creative juice when I first got started, somehow had died along the way when I am forced to conform to their sub standard levels knowing very well that my talent will never be recognised.
Work aside, I spent most of my free time sleeping, watching ridiculous episodes of South Park, the occasional catch up(s) on MSN with some of my best friends or just crashing wedding parties. All in all on most off days, I am just too wear out with fatigue to do anything else that requires me to move away from my bed. Amidst all these super facial routines, something huge and definitely much more serious than skin deep is brewing, hot from the oven! Indeed even I myself am very reluctant to spill anything about it which explains why no one heard anything...let's just say that I am giving myself a shot to end those cold, lonely winter nights and all is looking good at the moment.
Sipping on a hot cuppa of freshly brewed coffee on a chilly autumn morning, I recalled how it all started...with that infamous scene of her staring at the rain while I stole glimpses of her thru the reflection on the window glass.
That is it for now while I leave your hungry hearts for the devil to fester and grow.
10.4 had confirmation of the hunter being hunted.
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