Sunday, October 07, 2007
i wonder whats it like to take life from another human being.
watch as the sip out of the person. last few breathes. laboured ones maybe.maybe say. when you stab a person ? push the knife through the throat. bit by bit. that would be too quick though. or like what the japanese did. just modify a little more. nail the fellow to a cross like christ. provide a platform though. if not he would die of muscle fatigue around the lung area once his arm and chest muscles give way. cant pull himself up to breathe. yeah.then let me see. use a dagger, dig holes in the body, tiny ones. not too deep.that way the blood can still clog up the wound. a bit hard to finish off like that.leave him there a while more. shall continue killing the character tomorrow night.hmmm, was chatting in the car with parents while on the way home from PML.we have to marry in church. thats the only condition dad sets hahah.he wont say whether or not we should marry who. he'll just stay neutral. the only condition is that we marry in church and the kids be baptized.i was like, haiz sian. but i dont mind actually. sounds nice. only that singapore's churches are not what i picture myself to be married in.that means two thing though, with that condition. either my wife to be is catholic, if not she has to convert. cause the priest wont allow the ceremony in church unless both are baptized.no can do even if she's christian. oh well. i am fine with that.church girls are alot nicer. prefer them over the others. not physically nicer.hink i said this before. its just the upbringing. makes the person. plus the church imbues certain values in a person.thats why church girls are my kinda girls when i go serious. arghhh, marriage. big hole in the pocket. an a pair of handcuffs. scary, NOT HAHA.shouldn't get a wife actually. got a dangerous temper.violent actually.hasn't blown in a long time. not good actually. shallfind a few stones, bring up to the roof and just throw till them into the field till i am tired, one day. hahaa.i found my cross. had it since sec school. when we shifted over to this house, i kept it somewhere.cant even remember where i found it 3 days back.anyway, its the cross of benedict i think. about 4cm tall hahaha. a tiny bit longer than my middle finger. back then, i bought it cause i like the design.this particular kinda designs attract me. a normal crucifix with a circle in the center.like the one on my back. but this one's beautiful. made of wood and metal.not sure if i can get a bigger one. hang it up in my room next time.when i have my own room. the bigger crucifix, if i can get it.now where shall i hang this small one. ah, found a place. the corner of my bed frame's back rest haha. just have to figure out how to get it stuck there. needa use fishing line. the 3M hook thing. hook the 3M thing to the back of the back rest so it cant be seen.attach it with the fishing line hahaha. have no where else actually. shall take a look around the room later.room's really empty. cleared out to much rubbish. it looks too empty now haha.martin tidied his areas. books neatly stacked. so ya. everything looks too good.think i shall re-arrange some stuff later. wanna get more BMW car models.the art cars are really neat. but they are pretty ex. like around 280 for one.haiz. stupid piece of metal. so ex. brand sells.shall pop by wheel lock place after i confirm that melvyn's Z4,doesn't come with a Z4 coupe model. get him an exact one like the real thing.hopefully they do sell. ah, the towel rack in the room looks bad.really out of place. its an eye sore to me. shouldn't even be in the room.thing is, it cant dry in the toilet haha. use it before i sleep.use it when i wake up 9 hrs later, its still a little damp. miserable.let me see, we have a statue of christ, a picture of a cathedral, a picture of a cross, and my mini cross in this room. this is getting random.this room is really too big for my liking. not counting the wardrope area. i like something around 3/4 this size. too big, it would seem empty. to me, it loses the feeling of warmth. unless of cause, you throw in some furniture.combination of wood, glass and metal would be nice. modern and warm looking. glass panels protruding from the walls as shelves. that would be nice. wooden frames with frosted glass panels for the cupboards.sounds fun. if possible, i wouldn't have any swing doors. including the door to the room, sliding doors hahah. ok, man, day dreaming hahah. dad's weird. he wants a big plot of land.6000sq ft's good. he doesn't mind the house being small. just enough for us. but he wants plenty of space all around the house. and he wants space for his cars haaha. enough to park 4. some sort of shade for them, a garage or something to protect the paint work from the elements, and birds.leave the tree sap, water droplets or bird shit for too long, they can actually, destroy the paint work. especially rain water.the carbon fibre roof of his M6 had permanent water marks. couldn't remove it at all cause bmw coated the roof with some substance.heart pain. moody face the whole day. thats why a garage is veyr important.to ensure the safety of the rest of us hehe. dunno what does dad want now. not sure if we are gonna move or stay.and if we do move, to where. it might really be as near as, just carry the furniture about 20 units down the road ahahhaha.or it could be really far. like opposite seletar farmway. have no idea, seriously. i hope we dont move. its pretty sickening.when you finally settled in, you gotta move again. spend time redesigning.spend time cleaning up the new house. yeah its fun. but its tiring and time consuming. and 2 3 years down the road, its on to another place. nomads. i wonder if our ancestors were mongolians. actually we should just stay in mongolia.get a few of those tends. attach them to a truck each. just move when we feel like it.oh, i am tired of this mountain. lets shift a couple of hundred KM that direction.and you get a different mountain hahah. dad once said. some people cant stand us being successful. they just cant stand watching the lives of others improving while theirs remain stagnant. and then, they act like wet blankets. they are losers.that sounds like inferiority complex. and yeah, i agree that those are losers.those that have nothing better to do then to jeer at those who succeed in life.if you have what it takes, work your way up the there.dont jeer those that make it. funny eh. some people just cant see others succeed. they just have to disturb them, one way or another.
her terrible boy horribly blogged @ 23:07
