Cleaning up..

Gona be going out today to do some CNY shopping. Been throwing stuff outa my closet, Old stuff that has been hidden inside my cupboard; momentos from the past, old clothes, old letters, orphaned socks and miscellaneous unmentionables. However there are stuff that I cannot bear to part with still, old pictures of someone and a better time, that perhaps I should not be keeping anymore.

I've pretty much stopped gaming entirely, except for the occasional short visit to a video arcade. Its fun to challenge people to afew games, yes it warms my cockles when I beat someone and I like to challenge of trying to beat someone, after getting my ass kicked by the opponent. ( I talk to myself when I game, often out loud)

Now I'm in the process of cleaning up my blog of the clutter and playing around with the colours and the layout. Using a new display picture for my blog and facebook. For those who are not able to read mandarin. 恶 in mandarin means bad, evil or unpleasant. Forget not that, Good and Evil is a matter of perception. My true evilness is the speaking of my mind and the inconvenient truth that I tend to bring out. I do not fudge the truth to benefit myself, which I guess I tend to speak very candidly, sometimes revealing things about myself, that are often better left untold. BUT of course, there are clearly some parts which I safely lock away. Cliche as this might sound, I'd have to kill you if I told you.

People love to talk (me included), about themselves ( who doesn't?). I seem to inspire a trust in people, and often people tell me lotsa personal stuff. Not that I don't judge, I believe we all judge. But its what we do with the information and how we respond to the information that really counts. I'll give my take, the individual is free to disagree with my opinion. However I am discreet enough and I know that some things are meant to never be revealed or spoken of.

As much as I wanted so much to get back at "mangy", for pushing me publicly into a corner and flinging shit at me. All because of my knowledge and version of truth, that was inconvenient to her. Mutual friends did vouch for what I've said, nevertheless she refused to believe them, and chose her version of "truth" to suit herself. I never did reveal the chat logs, the email she sent to someone. As emotionally traumatizing the experience was, I never could bring out all that stuff about her past. Now I've pretty much let go of all that and moved on. I mean: come on, You know its time to let go; when you think about where to bury the body, and you start scouting the location. Remember I'm an evil evil man. ;)

The wounds actually healed quite a bit during the period when I was having lotsa fun with a new bunch of facebook friends. Unfortunately, SURPRISE! Someone tore open the old wounds, with just a simple yet cruel statement.

No matter, whatever doesn't kill me, simply makes me stranger.

Someone is single again, but she's gotten into some trouble again. I guess she can be a real train wreck. A buddy of mine disapproved of my fondness for the person in question. I did speak candidly to my buddy about her, I do know she has a lot of baggage. My point is: Who Doesn't? I just wish to spend some time with her and enjoy her company. Its strange, she isn't really my type. Honestly now that I look back, I sorta never really fell for the same kinda girl except for the last two unfortunate encounters. To be fair, not exactly the wrong persons but just the wrong timing.

Appearances.. Appearances... People always judge too quickly I guess. Throw some innuendos and put up something seemingly nasty. First impressions count, people are shitheads, they mostly take everything for face value and seldom reevaluate. Put up an inverted cross profile picture, put some shocking video of graphical sexual scenes, use an Chinese character which means Evil. You see the dumbasses running for the hills ( wants to pull out my tommy gun, mount it at the top of the hill, "clean out the gene pool").

I am indeed capable of great evil, repressed but nonetheless present. Though most would not admit it, I however am pretty candid with my thoughts. Lets just say, I'm nice as I need to be, to those who deserve it. Don't Fuck with me, I Fuck back. If you can't stand it and you hate me. Kindly refer to this, for just how much I care. K Thanks Bye.

On the side note: the only reason why I've not become a serial killer is that its just too much work. Anyone can kill anybody, the challenge is not to get caught and of course where to dump the body. The other reason I can think of, is because I watch a lot of CSI (stole this one from Chris Rock. Deviant minds fascinate me, thus the addiction to Criminal Minds, Nip/Tuck and the sure pleasure I experience when watching Hannibal.

Experimenting with my wardrobe. My last shopping trip, was interesting. I've never ever spend that much time in a store trying out clothes. Accessories is next, not sure what sunglasses designs suits my face.

Heading out to town soon, gona do some more shopping, still need a pair of shoes and maybe catch Elegy at The Picturehouse.

Toodles.