Monday, February 27, 2006
Leaving Neverland..
Hmmm... I. Miss. My. Baby!!! Ok so it's only like 14 hours since I saw her as she set off to K.L with her dad and Aunt for 3 days. Pathetic I am huh? Still.. Exsqueeze me but I love her to bits, man. Can't really be there with her as my course is starting while the trip is still in effect. Damn.. Oh well, I'll be here, short of being a certified nutcase, waiting since that's the only choice. Unless I make my way there and proceed to track her for these 2 days and do a 'Flash' back here just in time to go for my course.. Hmmm.. What do you think? Not only that, Mal will have to jump in straight into the working life the next day after her return, which I'm definitely mighty proud of her, of course. Should have seen the look on her face when she came out from the interview. Saw the brightest smile from her, ever. And the monster hug she gave me next. Girl almost broke my back. Heh.. So that leaves us with zilch time to spend a day together now other than off days or holidays. As hard as it is for us to go through this, it is something we have to do. Yes, I'm letting go of my secretly beloved Neverland. I'll visit it every once and awhile though. With Mal as well. Have yet to know where we'll go to 1st, my love. Still, i know you'll be there with me no matter whereever right? Ok baby.. Hold on tight now. Off we go purty soon. Tip the hat, have a bow and bid farewell then. Au revoir..

10:10 PM |


Monday, February 20, 2006
It's all comin back..

These few weeks, something has gotten over me.. Was kinda slightly embarrass to admit it, even though it's innocuous. Still.. Kinda brought me back to the yester-years and kept me wondering if everyone sees it as a cry for help in me. Heh..
Thought that all this, is just in the past and only be looked upon as mere memories. Quite recently, i've been occupying myself and time with comics and figurines. Not just any comics but one from the vast, infinite world of Marvel comics. Even got Mal into it as well though she's more into
Rouge and
Silver Surfer. Know it sounds a little too adolescent-like of me due to my age and all, but, who the fuck cares? I don't.. Do you? You do? Well, shuddup your opinions and read on, readers. Please? Comics and figurines are definitely lucrative businesses internationally. Not to sound defensive or something but many more adults are into comics all around the world than kids. Or are they equal in numbers? Anyway, all kinds of folks. Doctors, managers, lawyers, presidents, royalties, average peeps, gangsters, thieves, drug-dealers/addicts, prostitutes, murderers, psychos, assassins, terrorists.. but enough about them. The thing is, i don't really keep track with a lot of them. Just one particular character from
Marvel Comics.
For me, i'm into this one character called Deadpool. Dunno why and don't ask. I find him rather interesting and most definitely funny as hell. Only one guy in the comic-world i know that actually keeps track of current events diligently, be it entertainment, social, politics and the likes. Check out a 'short' outlook on this guy..
Deadpool. Recently managed to snag a DP, Marvel Legends figurine at this one obscure little shop somewhere in town. Was freakin estatic as i stumbled upon it there. God knows how long and how badly i've been waitng to have it in my possession. The thing is, after about a week of having it in my arms, i kinda caved soon afterwards. I did something that most if not all avid and serious collectors will freak out at. I opened the package to take my beloved 'pool' out! ..gasp!.. the horrors!.. heh.. Despite all the advices, warnings and even threats from Mal, i went on to 'free' and add it to my proud yet humble collections at the top of the entertainment cupboard in my room. Hey, i ain't exactly gonna sell it off anyway. And this little collection of mine might just expand further down the line so we'll see.. Til the next time happy readers, ciao..

2:21 AM |


Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Gettin back on track..
Man, this is one hell of a comeback to commence to. Right from the start, it was tough. My mind had to ready itself to let the body resume training. It's been months and i so hate to admit that i had put off training time and again. My course is starting soon and i just don't feel spiffy enough for it. Heh.. spiffy.. Where that come from? Anyways, it's no use for me to keep on pondering or contemplating without doing anything to ref it up a notch. Went to the gym after a looong ass break and it was hell. Strength level, depleted drastically. My own damn fault. The next day after, it was even worse. My whole body was in muscle recuperation stage and i was aching all over. Felt like being ran over by a semi. Can't even scratch my freaking back without spewing some expletives as well as the ouch, ouch, ouches. I'm too conscious am i? Vain even? Unlikely i tell you. It's more about me finishing what i started. Told you before that i'm done doing things half-assed. No more, bub. And so it begins, again. Even if it's square number 1 once more. Let's do this..

2:15 AM |


Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Forget-u-not..
Man, this few days seemed like a soul drainer period for me.. Could even see it in my mum. Was lost in her own world ever since she got that call from her best friend's niece. Aunt Ju was slowly slipping away. Her grip on life was weakening as the fight was simply too much for her. She just can't do it anymore..
Mum knew about her ongoing bouts with cancer. She held on for about five years with this, having to go through 7 chemotherapies. Her visits to our place became less and less throughout then. Til she stop coming here altogether. One day mum received a called from the niece of Aunt Ju, Kak Ina. She told mum that Aunt Ju's losing the fight. It won't be long. Just a two days before her passing, we managed to visit her at Kak Ina's place. It certainly broke everyone's heart when we saw her. Not being able to get up on her own, she just lay there greeting us. I lost an uncle abt 2 years ago to cancer as well and it just took me back when i saw her there. Mum just lost it and could'nt hold back her tears, looking at her best friend. She was so frail and ghastly thin that i found myself unable to look her in the eyes for long. It was just too painful seeing my Aunt Ju like that. The tears soon made their way down my cheeks. We left there with heavy hearts and swollen eyes. In a couple of days, we received another call from Kak Ina. This time to inform us that her beloved Aunt had passed on. Mum told me about the news on the phone while i was in town. We went there the next morning to the funeral and to see her one last time. Never she be far from our minds. Her soothing and calming voice that once sang me to sleep as a baby, from what Mum told me before, never change. Even til the last days..

1:06 AM |

