Today, I found myself.. (Day 297)

Today, I found myself downing a drink longer than a revelation.

Today, I found myself.. (Day 296)

Today, I found myself about to be deprived of the freedom to act while needing to take on a different persona.

Today, I found myself.. (Day 294)

Today, I found myself understanding the power of what the weekend can do to cure the week and better it.

Today, I found myself.. (Day 293)

Today, I found myself a sunset soaked dinner after a day’s slog, the life.

Today, I found myself.. (Day 232)

Today, I found myself starting the new year with gesture reserved.

Happy 2010 readers! Have a good year ahead and accomplish the things you set out for.

2009 was as awesome year, a definitely memory-worthy year for sure. Here’s wishing for many many more good years to follow.

Today, I found myself.. (Day 143)

Today, I found myself a steward for those seeking redemption for sobriety.

Today, I found myself.. (Day 140)

Today, I found myself kicking myself in the chin with dusk sprinkled into my eyes

Today, I found myself.. (Day 139)

Today, I found myself flipping through pages of memories with a smile on my face.

Today, I found myself.. (Day 118)

Today, I found myself finding the rainbow in a barren of white.

Today, I found myself.. (Day 54)

Today, I found myself rekindling old bonds and friendships.

Into the Water

Halloween awesome-ness indeed.

Spent the last couple of days on both ends on the spectrum; leisure and work. Both in epic proportions, if I may so graciously add.

Let us first run through a little update on the work front.

ICAs have been coming in in steady streaks but I guess its business as usual. Work has been taxing of late and rightly so. After all, change breeds improvement doesn't it?

On a side note, I've not been sleeping as I should. Well, not really as I should per se but more like "as much as I should have been sleeping". I rarely sleep before 3am as of recently months and I guess its taking a toll on my body, both physically and mentally.

The upside (or downside, depending how you look at it) though, is that I feel less and less tired even though I'm getting less and less sleep. Guess its the body's way of adapting to circumstances, no matter how harsh it is.

This certainly adds to the resume of the human body (Resilience? Check!) and without a doubt, it is one of the most intricately engineered masterpiece above all.

Moving onto the other side of the spectrum. This is what puts the "f" in "fun".

Darkened eyeliner, smudged mascara and scars left behind. Mildly disturbing indeed.

The party over the weekends was certainly one of the highlights of the week by a long shot.

All in the name of fun (love, peace and joy etc), we came all dressed up in various facades otherwise known as abnormal in typical social situations. From Ginger Spice to Slash, to a guy with slashes on his hands, the party saw a unique flow of attendees.

The Emo Kid strutting off his arms. Slash slashes slashes on slashed hands. The wounds are NOT real.
(But they do look disturbing on camera)

Activities largely revolved around food, socializing as well as the continuous sounds of Guns & Roses being blasted over the stereo system in the form of music videos.

I can safely say that everyone had a good laugh and a nice time there at the party for sure.

Alright, moving on now. I just thought of something which I came up, a couple of days back and thus had decided to add it to this post as part of the update.

It basically depicts a process of sorts. I'm sure everyone has been part of this process, though it goes largely overlooked in current societal contexts.

Here goes...

Picture this;

"

You're standing at the edge of a lake. You look down and you see a grim canopy of water, in shades darkness. You're unsure of your fate or what were you doing, standing at edge, seemingly staring into the face of death.

Should you take the plunge? How deep is the water? Is the water too cold or too hot? Questions as such pop into your mind bit by bit, like a typewriter, it slowly scripts fears into you.

As you prepare to take the jump, you hold your breath and not knowing what to expect, you're in the air. For that brief moment, time had seemed to malfunction and you think to yourself; am I doing the right thing? What will happen of me?

That was weird though, you thought.

Indeed, for you felt as if right before you took the plunge yourself, someone or something had pushed you down. What was it? You have no clue whatsoever.

Then a second thought hit you whist you were in midair; What if I couldn't swim, you thought to yourself, What if I drowned?

Time seemed to stop as sudden as it soon resumed and with a sudden spur, everything was a blur again and that was when you plunged into the water.

"

I'm sure most if not everyone has plunged "into the water" at some point in their lives; it is a common occurrence.

But the issue arises when one is seemingly "pushed" by who or what or something that we don't know. How should we react? Should we even react at all?

There are many aspects which can fit the bill of the "pusher" in this context, the most common accredited to emotions and feelings.

Many a time, our emotions "push" us into situations we don't fancy, don't feel good about, or into situations we feel unsure of; too many a time, in actual fact. But it must be noted that sometime, it is us, ourselves who take the final step off the edge; there was no "push".

A little food for thought then. Hmm...

Time to get back to work, certainly plenty to do. Be sure to check back for updates and articles as always.

Cya'll later.


"... or I'll just end up walking, in the cold November Rain"
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Now playing: Guns N' Roses - November Rain
via FoxyTunes

Bread, Circuses and a whole lot more.

Okay, time for a little update on metallic-stains.

The past couple of days were really awesome and full of activity. thus explaining the lack of updates or activity here.

First off, there was this wacky and fun birthday party/stayover (one of my friend's birthday) that lasted over the weekends. Really awesome stuff. It was a good opportunity to meet up with old friend as week as to have (a heck load of) fun.

From the weird soil cake to the alcohol games (just for the kicks), the party was a blast. Getting to sleep was a terrible problem as no one wanted, nor felt like sleeping, despite the drinks and the time of the day (we were probably awake till around 5 to 6-ish?).

Didn't get to sleep much, but then again, I didn't even sleep. We literally had drinks the entire night (and morning for that matter) and we entertained ourselves with the Xbox, largely from GTA4, where we thought of the best way to die, or kill Niko Bellic (the main character, the person players control ingame).

Really awesome stuff, but the hangover bits were kinda, well, horrible.

The next couple of days however, were spent at a class chalet that was organized to foster class bonding as well as to have fun in general.

The first night was decent and as in typical chalet fashion, we had instant cup noodles, went out at 3 to 4 am and slept only when the sun rose.

The second day was filled with class bonding activities of which revolved around the barbeque that happened in the evening. Though we were dampered by rainy weather, it was all good in the end, even our lecturer came to join in the fun.

I guess the chalet was an excellent platform for class bonding and I'm really sure that we've learnt new things about one another in a way or so. Great stuff and the new semester will see new challenges for sure as well as friendships being stronger fostered and cultivated.

The saying of "Bread and Circuses" (with reference from paulocoelhoblog.com), kinda got me interested. Basically it circles and questions the fact that people require food and fun and not necessarily freedom to survive.

Well, there is a certain degree of truth to that, but lets view it in a different light. I'm sure nobody would give up his or her freedom for food and fun, though is can be considered a basic need. Hmm... a little food for thought here perhaps?

Alright, best get some rest; body's feeling under the weather due to the lack of sleep, "heaty" food as well as the weather (oh the irony).

Remember to check back for updates and the final instalment of "Hysteria's Call" and also articles which I'll post in abit.

Cya'll later.