Realm Of Delusion

My Dream Man:Technical IMPOSSIBILITY

2011-12-30T22:04:00.003+08:00

I've just come to the horrific realization that my Hero, and dream man, is a technical IMPOSSIBILITY.

So, who is this Hero/dream man of mine?

Why, none other than Bruce Wayne/Batman himself!

Analyze it this way. My absolute favourite Batman of all time is Michael Keaton from Burton's Batman movies(Never mind the sexy dildo Batmobile. I really REALLY liked the Batman in there too! Seriously.)

How about my favourite Bruce Wayne? Well, I'd have to say it's the current one, Christian Bale. He totally looks the part of a playboy millionaire, even thought Nolan shows him making whoopie with way too few chicks for a PLAYBOY. Hugh Hefner would disapprove, I'm quite sure. Hehe. "You call yourself a playboy?! Shame on you, Bruce. Shame."

Sober, logical analysis:

Anyway, Keaton looks the best in a Batsuit because face it, he's a fucking nerd, Ok, a damn hot nerd, but still, a NERD. And ONLY a NERD would run around rooftops in the middle of the night dressed up in a Bat costume.

Christian Bale, on the other hand, totally looks the part of the playboy billionaire, despite only seeming to lust after/bone(actually, there didn't seem to be ANY boning at all. Damn Hollywood for keeping stuff PG to sell more summer blockbuster tickets!) a single chick and totally moping after her when she goes for his rival.

So, here comes the killer facts.

No NERD would be that kind of a playboy.

Only a NERD would run around rooftops in a Batsuit at night. I don't care what traumatic childhood said playboy had. Better therapy can be found in the bright lights of casinos, as far as I'm concerned. "Oh look, SHINY!" is so much more satisfying than, "Oh, fuck, too dark to see. Must switch on night vision goggles."

No NERD would be that HOT. As in comic book proclamations of Bruce Wayne's supposed sexual prowess and attractiveness, because it's kind of PG-rated in all the movie versions, X-rated Batnipples in Batman & Robin non-withstanding, and which I am also ignoring, on the basis of it being so shameful, it's like some kind of bastard lovechild that shouldn't even be acknowledged.

And finally, IGNORE this pointless blog post, because I'm absolutely fucking bored, AND sleepy as Hell. The good news though, is that I've been resisting the LURE of afternoon naps, so, yeah I suppose it's time for me to go and make love to my pillow instead of my Stud.

Good night, everybody!

Why I Have BOTH the Best & the Worst Job In World.

2010-12-23T19:48:00.006+08:00

Newly addicted to playing Team Fortress 2, I have both the best and the worst job in the world. (In real life, I mean. I suck at playing ALL the classes anyway.)

On the one hand, working for Daddy Dearest from his home office means that I get to play computer games until my eyes fall out of their sockets.

On the other hand, this happens all the time...

(in game)
"BLU Team has secured the point.

Countdown..."

(real life)
Doorbell rings:"Ding Dong."

I get shouted at, "Go answer the door!!!"

and by the time I return to my Stud, it's like,

"BLU Team has secured all the control points."

Guessed I missed ALL the action. Urgh. Well, all I can play is Heavy or the Soldier at the moment anyway.

Probably pissed off the all my team mates the SINGLE time I tried playing the Demoman. I could launch the bombs, but for the life of me, I just can't figure out how the Hell to detonate the damn things. AAARRRGGGHHH!!!

Still, I'm not complaining. (The other people on the servers probably had a lot to say about the disappearing Heavy though.) In any other job, I wouldn't be able to play and still get paid anyway.

Commitment

2010-06-30T18:44:00.004+08:00

A pal of mine tried to introduce me to a heavily-tattooed pal of his on Friendster after I mentioned that I think ink is HOT.

Nothing much amusing about that. The thing that really REALLY tickled me was that he "warned" me beforehand that "sorry, but he's already married."

One. Whatever in Hell makes people assume that I'd wanna bang every guy whom they(NOT moi) consider "hot"?!

Two. Even funnier. What makes anyone think that the hot fella in question being married is going to deter me?! Ok, so I'm not the type to go around wreaking marriages, and sure, older guys turn me on, but I haven't scored one of my own yet, have I? Why all these baseless assumptions, guys? Come on. Please.

EDIT:Besides, married?! I think gay guys are way hotter. And seeing as gay marriage isn't allowed here... Guess I wasn't gonna be interested anyway. Gay PORNSTARS are hot, not just any gay guy. Hee.

Whoops. Time for class. Ta-ta!
MidNight

Teenage BOYS are such CHEAPstakes!

2010-06-19T16:53:00.005+08:00

For starters, NONE of the idiots wanted to PAY subscription fees to watch the World Cup. Eventually, it was revealed that one of us had bought the subscription package. Immediately, ALL the BOYS tried to "invite" themselves over.

My friend laughed. "What? Nobody's bringing tributes?"

Their responses?
"I'll bring potato chips."
"I'll bring prawn crackers."
"I'll bring Coca-Cola."

I felt COMPELLED to speak up then. "That's it? Nobody's bringing the beer?" (I know he's a fan of Stella too, my poison of choice. We kinda agree that Tiger tastes like horse piss and Carlsberg's not quite to my taste.)

The idiots:"He SHOULD have beer at his place."

BLOODY CHEAPSTAKES! If it were me, I'd be offering, "Oh, I'll bring the WINE AND the CAVIAR."

I'm highly flattered though, when my friend turned to me and asked moi if I'd like to enjoy football matches at his place.

Unfortunately...

"Sorry, man. I'd love to, but the last time I left my prison at 4am in the morning, it was on a stretcher, into an ambulance, and straight to the hospital where I lost/wasted about 6 months of my life."

Pity.

~MidNight The Magnificent

BEST PORN EVER!

2010-06-01T14:37:00.006+08:00

Of the few buds I have who dare to continue a conversation of the above topic(Face it, nobody BUT ME admits that they dig porn...) with me, I have concluded that gay(for me)/lesbian(for him) porn is the hottest and/or best porn there is on the Internet.

Some gay porn for my female readers...

And here's lesbian porn for my male readers...

And the awesome thing about gay/lesbian porn that appeals to us, respectively? NO NEED TO LOOK AT OTHER GIRLS' BOOBS/OTHER GUYS' DICKS. (Yuck.)

Heterosexual as we are, we only like/want to ogle at the anatomy of members of the opposite sex. Hell, if we'd wanted to examine genitals that're the same as what we have in minute detail, all we gotta do is masturbate in the shower. In front of a nice big full length mirror. So not my thing. I like dicks. Though, I'm also very thankful that I do not have one of my own.

Really BIG dicks...

I like dicks. I like to ogle pornstars'. Specifically, ridiculously well-hung pornstars'. I imagine it'll be a total pain in the ass (literally? I don't like anal either. The idea of it is repulsive.) fucking somebody that HUGE though. No, I don't need a ridiculously well-hung fuck buddy. A normal fella who knows HOW to wield his tool is WAYYY better than some dickhead with a huge dong but doesn't know HOW to use it. For now though, it's really really HOT to ogle ridiculously HUGE dicks. I so need to get my paws on a few copies of Playgirl. Or any other good gay porn magazine.

Awesome gay porn magazine...

Oh, and you KNOW you're just pissed at me because you don't get any porn. Go google it for yourself, people! (I'm trying to keep my blog somewhat clean here.)

High as fuck and horny as Hell(but not stupid enough to try and fuck any of my friends because that's just RUINING a perfectly good friendship.),
Queen MidNight

BEST Mika Song Ever!!!

2010-05-06T19:49:00.002+08:00

Of course, I always say that whenever a new Mika song is released, but seriously, this is just such a good song, dammit.

Gotta love Mika. Besides, just listen to the lyrics! It's really meaningful. "We're not cool... We are free... And we're running with blood on our knees!"

Please Don't Think Me MAD.

2010-05-06T12:37:00.003+08:00

Woohoo! I've FINALLY decided on my beautiful new baby's name!

Everybody, take a look at the beautiful picture below and say Hello! to my Stud. (Oh yes, I'm fully AWARE of how that last sentence sounded and I don't give a fuck what people might say. I love him! A-woohoo!)

Does anybody even give a fuck about blogs anymore?

2010-05-04T21:27:00.002+08:00

Yes, I'm well aware that I NEVER updated this thing when blogging was the fad/the in-thing.

Yet, here I am. Sticking to this old "dump" when the rest of the whole damn world is on fucking Twitter/Facebook. I'm still here! Making semi-regular updates. Does anyone still give a fuck anymore, other than yours truly, that is? (Even when you take ALL my split personalities into account, I'm still a very small, insignificant number.) I never liked limiting my speeches to 160 characters anyway. Bloody Hell, I talk so much that even 160 WORDS aren't enough!

Oh well. I ain't competing for most eyeballs anyway. I just need some place to rant and rave, and if a few of my close friends drop by every so often, that keeps me happy enough. At least I always have decent traffic over at FictionPress. Though. I haven't had much time to write recently. Night class is turning out to be taking up more of my time than I expected.

But at least, I don't have to "hold a PROPER day job." (What a relief! Ssh! Don't tell Daddy Dearest that!)

~MidNight The Magnificent

I LOVE MY BABY!!!

2010-05-03T11:13:00.006+08:00

Check him out!!!

Isn't he beautiful? LOVE LOVE LOVE!!! (Yes, I'm obsessed. Deal with it.)

Woohoo!
MidNight

Sherlock Holmes:Something I Gotta Try At Least Once...

2010-04-13T23:13:00.003+08:00

Haha! Waking up handcuffed to the bed?! I gotta try that out at least ONCE, man.

Okay. Okay. Fine. Maybe/Probably not personally, but it's just such a good kinky trick to pull on fuck buddies. Doubt he'll like fucking me much after that, but what the hell.

~MidNight The Magnificent

Getting Comfortable Chatting With The Guys...

2010-04-10T12:18:00.003+08:00

Dammit. I get so comfortable chatting with the guys that oftentimes, I absolutely forget who I'm in a conversation with and off shoots my big mouth before my brain even realizes the words that're spewing out of my hungry mouth like busy buzzing honey bees. (Don't worry, nobody gets stung. At least, not literally. Still, I have faith in all my friends' egos to take whatever "abuse" I dish out and bounce back with complete and utter zip! Instantly.)

Anyway, I was chatting with the a friend and somehow, the conversation got 'round to eyepatches. (Don't ask.)

Naturally, came the comparisons between MGS's Solid Snake
and (my personal favourite) Escape From New York's Snake Plissken .

Me:"Snake Plissken's flesh and blood, which turns me on more than pixels."
(pause)"And I can't believe I just told everyone that. ALOUD."

Thankfully, I'm so much considered as just "another one of the guys" that nobody's embarrassed(Not that I'd be expected to be, anyway. Too shameless for such a thing as that.)., and we can just laugh it off. HAHA!

Stupid girls.

~Queen MidNight

Crazy Relative Shit That Happens In Hong Kong...

2010-04-06T20:32:00.002+08:00

This nosey, gossipy cousin (Actually, I hate all of them, but this one's particularly annoying. Very in-my-face. And I usually punch people out of my face. Only I wasn't on home territory there and I really didn't want to kick up a fuss in the Hong Kong prison cells.) came over and started ACTING all friendly with me! Purpose? She wanted to find out about my "relationship status".

Conversation went something like this:

Cuz:"Hey, so do you you have any boyfriends?" (Very direct. Didn't even bother with polite small talk.)

Me:(monosyllabic)"No."

Cuz:"Why not? Surely you must be the least bit interested in BOYS."

Me:"No."

Cuz:"Oh. You're a lesbian then?"

Me:"(grins sweetly) Well... Used to be. But I really prefer a real hard cock to a strap-on when it comes to fucking."

Haha! Thank gods THAT got her off my back, practically RUNNING to get away from me. I just pray that the mother doesn't hear about this, or there'll be Hell for me pay.

You love me and you know it.

~MidNight

Joking Around With The Guys Pt. 2

2010-03-21T15:45:00.005+08:00

"Insulting his manhood?! Come on, it's not like I said that he was small-sized(it's even funnier when you consider the fact that I'm siting down, somewhere right about crotch-level when Sir is standing there, teaching!), alright?" (It was a computer lab, not lecture hall, which explains much?)

And when Sir is willing to SUSPEND lessons for 15 minutes just so the dudes can can come around giving me hi-fives(while the stupid girls just SULK in a corner giving me the evil eye.), I know that he's a really good sport and that he likes me, man. Not to mention returning my hi-five at the end of it all when I grinned at him, "No hard feelings, right, sir?"

~MidNight

Insulting his manhood indeed. Ha! Oh well.

Take A Joke!

2010-03-19T13:07:00.002+08:00

Sir is explaining solutions to an exercise that we did in class.
M:"Excuse me, Sir, but could you put it into the (shared) student drive so that we can retrieve copies of it?" (so that we could view it on our individual computers in the lab)
Sir:"Of course."
M:"Thank you. (pause) Not that you are unpleasant to look at, of course, but it's really tiring to keep moving one's head up and down. (angelic grin)"-Yes, I can pull it off!
Class laughs raucously. Well. The guys laughed. I don't think women get me, and frankly, I don't give a fuck about it either!

Hehe!

M really really appreciates a guy who can laugh WITH her, as some of the guys joked, even after, "(I) just insulted (his) manhood."!

Learnt A V Important Thing That I Must Share With All

2010-01-08T18:59:00.001+08:00

As long as something does NOT involve bail money, it's good to be done.

Yeah, I'm good to go, baby.

~MidNight

Fanboys Vs. Fangirls

2009-11-13T11:00:00.004+08:00

You know what's my theory on all this?! There is no such thing as a fangirl. Or fangurls, as people like to call 'em(which irritates me far more because it suggests NOT KNOWING HOW to SPELL at all). As far as I'm concerned, I am a fanBOY, never mind that I am stuck in this "female" body. I am a fanBOY in every sense of the world, (though I do NOT lust after sci-fic babes. I remain true & loyal to "my kind of scum", Han Solo! Woohoo!)

Fangurls are those disgusting CREATURES who faint & swoon at... Umm... Edward the Twilight sparkling 'vampire'(which is sorta like confusing a TERRIBLE mythical creature with Pretty Pony. Curse you, Stephenie Meyer.)

There are no fanGIRLS, just fanBOYS who are, most unfortunately, stuck in female bodies. Uh. I so fucking NEED to get rid of all these useless spare parts hanging off my chest. Disgusting.

~MidNight The Magnificent

Hell yes! I got my Neil Gaiman autograph!!!

2009-11-02T11:56:00.006+08:00

Mr. Gaiman signing my copy of Mirrormask...

A-woohoo!!! SWF website said that each ticket holder was entitled to having 2 items signed, but turns out, it's ONLY 1! per ticket holder. & since everybody bailed out on me, (Hey, I was the one who woke at 6am to queue for the tickets, after all!) I only got Mirrormask signed. Would have gotten at least 2 more... BUT! Some people just didn't show up. [Yes, I AM complaining. You know who ya'll are. Humph.]

(Btw, message he left on my dvd was "Dream!". Couldn't think of any better words of advice from the Prince of stories himself. Maybe "Morpheus!"? Okay, very bad in-joke. Sorry.)

Mr. Gaiman on stage...

Queuing was crazy, but for Neil Gaiman, it's absolutely worth it!

NEIL GAIMAN

2009-10-24T12:28:00.003+08:00

Okay, forget the previous post. I woke up at an unearthly hour that Saturday to queue up for my tickets & I was the 6th person in line!!!(Yes, I'm proud of myself. It's been years since I dropped out of school & woke up at that kind of insane timing.) Anyway, my point is, I got my tickets. So, not so pissed anymore. Still hate shallow sites like Facebook & Twitter though. Freaking polluted with shallow talentless bitches & other idiots(they know who they are. I'm not saying anymore on this retarded subject.).

MidNight The Magnificent

I FUCKING HATE FACEBOOK/TWITTER!!! (Warning: Strong Language & Emotions In Post)

2009-10-15T10:37:00.004+08:00

FUCKING HELL. I WAS SO EXCITED WHEN I HEARD ABOUT NEIL GAIMAN COMING DOWN FOR THE SINGAPORE WRITERS' FESTIVAL THAT THE FIRST THING I DID WAS TO SIGN UP FOR THEIR OFFICIAL NEWSLETTER, HOPING TO GET NEWS OF HOW/WHEN/WHERE TO GET MY PAWS ON THOSE COVERTED TICKETS.

I BELIEVE YA'LL CAN IMAGINE MY COMPLETE & UTTER DISGUST & DISAPPOINTMENT WHEN I FOUND OUT THAT THE NEWS WAS RELEASED ON FACEBOOK/TWITTER INSTEAD(Frankly, I don't know & I don't give a fuck about the difference between these two sites. It's so retarded. No offense to people I actually KNOW in real life who have an account on them, but I don't keep in touch with ya via there, do I?!).

BACK TO RAVING...

FUCKIN' BITCHIN' SHITTIN' FARTIN' PISSIN' FACEBOOK/TWITTER. THE ULTIMATE SITE FOR LOSERS. I'M NEVER DEGRADING MYSELF BY GETTING ON IT. (Again, no offense, but it just ain't for me, savvy?)

Still fuckin' pissed,
MidNight The Malevolent(yes, it's a change from my usual Magnificent 'cause I'm feeling particularly murderous today. Hate me if you must but you can't blame me. At least I'm sincere about hating Facebook/Twitter, unlike say... Miley Cyrus, who'd undoubtedly be back on that lame site when her next boyfriend's a Twitter/Facebook/etc addict.)

I Should've LOOKed @ Stuff More Closely Before Paying...

2009-10-06T13:16:00.004+08:00

Yes, same shirt, still love it, but seriously, it should've come with a change of inscription(not to mention PICTURE!)? Not that I'm interested in FEMALE Bartop Dancing(Keyword here being FEMALE.) Maybe a male stripper, yes(Oooh! HOT!!!), but not Female Bartop Dancing.

Batman:The Killing Joke

2009-08-29T11:10:00.010+08:00

OMG! Was so happy to be able to make it to the recent ComicsCon down at Suntect City. Even managed to get my copy of The Killing Joke autographed by Brian Boland!!! *squeal* Eeeeeeeee!!! *thud*
Go on, click on the thumbnail. See the autograph...

Haha! Gotta love The Joker. Still. You can't agree with ALL his methods. For example, after burning all the world to the ground, there'll be NOTHING left for me to reign over. & worse of all, nobody left for me to BULLY into doing all my mundane chores for moi! No, never making worldwide annihilation my goal. I'm not about to float around in space for all eternity after my all-amazing-DeathStar-equivalent has blown up every single inhabitable planet in this galaxy AND the next. I don't want to "watch the world BURN." More of a water person myself. Drown, perhaps. NOT burn.

Best thing about the ComicsCon:Chatting with all the other fanBOYS also standing in line clutching the same copy & being able to BRAG that I'd gotten my copy at a highly discounted price of 3 bucks at the Kinokunia Bargain Alley while they all bought theirs for 30plus! Mawhahahahahahaha!!! Okay, That was just plain MEAN of me, but hey, at least they learnt something new. Head down to the Bargain Alley @ Kinokunia Liang court for the best bargains...

Educational Porn

2009-08-14T10:59:00.003+08:00

Porn can be TOTALLY educational. How so? For starters, it's taught me that "normal" females do NOT have 3 nipples while men, generally, have 2 testicles ONLY.

Either that, or I really REALLY gotta stop depending on MAD tv for my sex education. Hee. One or the other. Not quite sure which. In the meantime, MAD tv is really funny so I'll keep watching that. Heh.

Cheers!
MidNight

MidNight's Twisted Tales:Mary Had A Little Lamb

2009-07-13T11:32:00.005+08:00

Do tell me what you think of the slideshow. Be honest. If it sucks, tell it to my face. I don't want any sugar coating.

H1N1

2009-07-03T21:23:00.005+08:00

Today, I finally slowed down & actually paid attention to those announcements they keep repeating on the radio about the H1N1 pandemic & I realized to my absolute horror that I'm considered under one of the "high risk groups"-Children under 5 years of age! Alas! Alas! Woe is me! Gods, that had me in a panic until someone explained to me that they were only referring to "physical age", mental age isn't a factor. AT ALL. Hell. That's a bloody relief. It really REALLY had me panicking for a while there.

Oh well, at least, I know not to have to worry. 5 years old. Hehe. I really wasn't kidding. (Look below!) They just need to make those horse-y things I'm riding a tad bigger to fit me[seat too small. Ass hurts!] & I'm gold. Hehe.

& if anyone still needs further proof of my "true" mental age, in a major shopping mall, I can usually be found in my favourite shop of all, Toy'R'Us, fighting battles with the movie toys of the day. A while back, it was Wolverine's claws. Now, it's Transformers. Heehee.

Cheers,
MidNight The Magnificent

Devastation-RIP Micheal

2009-06-26T18:52:00.006+08:00

So. Micheal Jackson is dead. At just 50 years old. It's unbelievable. But really. I just hope that the world will remember him for the freaking talented musical genius he really is, instead of focusing on his child molest cases. Dammit. He can EAT little kids for breakfast & I still wouldn't care. Say what you will of him. I'll always remember him for the talented man that he really is.

I'll never forget the first time I saw him moonwalk. "The man's a walking jellyfish!" Yeah, that's pretty much the first thing that came to mind at the sight of him moving so fluidly.

R. I. P. Micheal.

You showed us life can be a Thriller. You were neither Bad nor Dangerous, no matter what lies they spread about you. & starting with The Man In The Mirror, you worked tirelessly to Heal The World.

http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2691583/1/

~MidNight The Magnificent

T-Shirts!

2009-06-25T11:15:00.005+08:00

My new favourite T-shirt. & yes, I was walking around wearing it for about 3 days straight(man, I sure can get used to living in an entirely air-conditioned environment all the time. HATE this sweltering heat.) before I realized that I was actually supporting Bartop Dancing. Oh well, at least you'd never catch me doing that mad stuff. Hee.

MidNight The Magnificent

Terminator: Salvation:All I Recall

2009-06-11T13:02:00.005+08:00

Watched the new Terminator movie with my sister yesterday & I had a few pressing thoughts the moment the movie ended... Which numbered roughly in this order...

WOW! (See point 2)
Damn. Arnie is in really REALLY good shape for a guy in his 60's!
WOW! (See point 4)
Fucking awesome special effects!
Hee. Wonder if he actually uses gym equipment as his office furniture. (& yes, I can imagine his lifting paperwork as weights or something.) Damn god shape. WOW! (Yes, I do mean all the wow's.)
Damn it's cold in here. Really large cup of coke. I NEED the toilet.

Besides, sis, now that you're reading this, thanks for not freaking out when I told you those buns of steel are HOT!!! (Yes, I do so have a weird fetish for hot buns. Hehe.)

Ta-ta!
MidNight The Magnificent... Off to work on some slideshow animation shit for Mary Had A Little Lamb.

Sexiest Batmobile EVER!

2009-06-01T11:49:00.005+08:00

Watching the classic Batman(you remember... The film by Tim Burton starring Micheal Keaton), it reminded me of a damn funny "debate" I was having with some fanboys on the net.

While we all acknowledged that the ride in Batman Begins/The Dark Knight is totally technologically superior, the sexiest Batmobile was unanimously voted to be the 1989 one from Tim Burton's classic Gothic Batman.

One of them then suggested that the whole car resembled nothing so much as a giant S&M dildo!

& being the only female taking sides in this geeky discussion, I was hounded as to whether I'd fuck myself with it.

Umm... Thanks, but no thanks. I'm not really into self service. On the other hand, Bruce Wayne can totally fuck me WITH one of those replica dildoes. Or even better, he can fuck me senseless IN that Batmobile. Hehe.

Gotta love fanboys. Hee. How did a fanboy like moi get stuck in this female body anyway? (Though it's true, it's not very much feminine.)

MidNight The Magnificent

Back To School

2009-05-28T18:30:00.002+08:00

Well. Have signed up to take the Digital Media Diploma with the PSB Academy on a part-time basis. Hmm... Feeling kinda strange to get off my ass and do stuff after, (it's been how long?!) 5 years! of procrastinating.

On the other hand, really good to move a step closer to my dreams.

Castles in the air are good. In fact, that's exactly where they ought to be. Time for me to start building the foundations, eh? (Actually, already have at least one portion of the foundations built. The prison cells/dungeons where I locked up my lovely nagging Conscience.

No, it's not getting out. It'll have to remain safely locked away. After all, I do not want to be someday receiving postcards from Conscience, all the way from around the other side of the world, talking about some beach party it attended, & I'll not have embrassing photos from that same drunken beach party "accidentally" posted on FaceBook for all the world to laugh at. See? This is exactly why I don't do FaceBook, nor Friendster, nor any of that other shit. Who gives a fuck about how many acquiantances one has I got?! I rather care about friends whom I actually keep in touch with.)

Being Cheated

2009-02-17T16:57:00.002+08:00

What, I just read your post.

They take away your cash? You can't even spend what is RIGHTFULLY yours?! And then no real meat, not fake vegetarian meat?

First of all, what's the point of being vegetarian when you still buy fake meat?

Next, what an unhappy Chinese New Year man. That sucks. You need to go and eat a Mega Prosperity burger. Yep, it's still on here.

I know dreams are nice, but sometimes you can't just get by dreaming about eating. What the hell?

Food Is Officially Ruined.

2009-01-22T12:38:00.005+08:00

It's fucking official. Living with the family ruins even FOOD. I thought it was bad enough when all pizzas were VEGETARIAN(Pizza Hut, I'll never forgive you for coming up with that Shroom Garden Pizza!). This Chinese New Year, even the Yusheng is vegetarian. Is this bad Bad BAD or what?! Damnit. Sigh... Another thing. I never get to see a cent of MY hong bao money. The mother confiscates it instantly, & supposedly stores it away in some obscure bank account that I'd never get access to... Sigh...

A hungry MidNight is an Angry MidNight. & believe me, I don't need exposure to radioactive waste to turn me big, green & mean. Just a lack of food, or in this family's case, abstinence from GOOD food.

So is a Poor MidNight. (The only Angpows I got to spend are the lousy $2 shit. Which frankly, all I can do with is afford a meal. & not even a decent meat-loaded meal, at that!)

Hungry/Poor=UNsatisfied & Angry,
MidNight

The Force

2009-01-20T14:07:00.003+08:00

Sigh... I just realized something. When you're 21 AND still living with your parents, waking up to your Star Wars bedsheets, believe me, my friends, The Force is not with you. Sigh... I gotta get out. Sigh... Yes, even when that's a Han Solo(!!!!!!!!!) pillowcase I'm waking up to...
HHHEEEEEELLLLPPPPPPPP!!!
Ta-ta,
MidNight The Magnificent

Crossing The Line When It Comes To Sex

2009-01-07T10:22:00.004+08:00

I take major issues with anybody who says that I have no standards/boundaries.

For starters, I'd never KISS a girl, let alone FUCK one of 'em. (I mean, a friendly peck on the cheek between friends is fine, but NEVER beyond that. Lips?! Leave me out of it, man.)

On the other hand, I wouldn't mind a gay(hey, at least he's still a GUY, right?) But never a transvestite.

Btw, I draw a BIG bold line at necrophilia too. Totally sick. Though if some psycho were holding a gun to my head, I'd still pick a freshly dead MAN over a living FEMALE. Yup, I'm totally heterosexual to the end. (But of course, with a gun pointed at me, my sense of SELF-PRESERVATION trumps all.)

A vampire, I'd fuck, & gladly too, but that's UNdead, not a corpse, so yeah... NEVER fucking a corpse.

Ta-ta,
MidNight

When Bored

2009-01-04T15:44:00.002+08:00

Can I ask,

What does everybody here do when they're bored?

There's the saying people do crazy things when they're in love. The saying is not at all remotely true for me. (Love, one of the most over-rated things in this world.)

Instead I do the craziest shit when I'm bored. If I don't, I'll go all crazy from restlessness and I might even start getting violent for no reason. (Not with friends and those I consider family though.)

RIGHT NOW I'm bored. This new house feels so strange to me, and I'm freaking frustrated because I don't know how to get around using public transport yet. I'd better get my butt to the gym to blow off some steam...

Little Kids Are Rather Cute...

2008-11-10T16:10:00.003+08:00

Hee. When I was in hospital recently, (another fit, in the middle of the night... Don't ask.) I was still put in the children's ward, under the same doctor, so... There were all these little kids around me. Anyway, it's boring in the hospital, everyone was watching CARTOON NETWORK. Just so happened to be showing the awesome Ben 10 one morning, & we got round to discussing who our favourite Ben 10 villains were. I liked Vilgax, why? "'cause he's so big & muscular, yeah!" Hee. No, I'm really not that shallow. But my point is, there was a little boy who proudly proclaimed that his favourite Ben 10 villain was Charmcaster. EVERYONE ELSE teased him mercilessly.
"Oh, you like her just because she's got boobs, eh?"
Of course I joined in! How can I resist, eh? "Hey, kid, you like boobs? I'll give you mine. I don't like boobs."
KIDS. So cute! Hee.

Distraction

2008-11-06T14:06:00.004+08:00

OMG. Today I only JUST realized how fucking easily I get distracted. Like, I can be walking in a deparmental store, & I'd get distracted, like all, "Oooh! Shiny." How stupid is that, huh?! Heh. Go me!

In other news, some of my pals seem pretty upset that Obama is now the PRESIDENT of the USA. They were all like, "Oh shit. He wants to abolish the gun ownership (law/thingy)." Frankly, luckily, I'm here to remind them ALL that KNIVES are more fun. Bleed 'em more. It's not like you'd shoot at somebody ya don't hate anyway, so might as well make 'em suffer, non?
OMG, Turquoise is SO ME. But then, I always put a bit of myself into all MY characters... (Otherwise all that murderous rage/cannibalistic lust in me would drive me INSANE already... Heh. Not that it's a bad thing...)
Mawhahahahahahahaha!!!
Cheers,
MidNight The Magnificent

Me, Myself & I!!!

2008-10-28T16:28:00.013+08:00

ME.
Just some random thing I got off a pal from FictionPress, which seems really fun-you know I love talking about ME(click on the above ME to visit my FictionPress profile. Read & Review, people.)!!!

And sex.

Frankly, not too bothered about it. I mean, sure, a fuck buddy would be nice, but not interested at the moment. No man turning me on that much NOW either... He's gonna have a hard time. Did I also mention that I get bored easily too? Probably gonna need NEW fuck buddies every so often.

And insanity.

I'm not insane, but I think everyone else is. You'd have to be insane to be my friend though. The right kind of insane, mind you. It's NOT discrimination, but somehow, I don't think it'd be a good idea to put me with that fella fresh out of the mental institution. For his sake & all your peace of minds. (You understand.)

And revenge.

Really. Revenge, is GOOD! For starters, there's the therapeutic aspect to it. Works for me at least. (I'd turn big, mean & green otherwise, exposure to radioactive waste or not.)

And school.

I dropped out of ALL schools-which I considered a sort of prison THEN, only to be kept under what's looking to be permanent house arrest. So not fun. Sigh...

And languages.

I speak English fluently. Read & write it like a pro too. Can speak Cantonese-it's actually a pretty FUN language-but I really don't care for other dialects like Mandarin, beyond having enough grasp to order my favourite meals at the hawker centre.

And dignity.

Oh, I'm proud. Make no mistake. Some might call it arrogance, even! Can you imagine?!

And food.

I don't do DRUGS. I do FOOD. Yay for the big fat bitch that I am. Who wants to be skinny anyway?! So tedious.

And hair.

I fucking NEED a crew-cut. The mother objects. Soon. SOON. I'll get whatever crew-fucking-cut I want.

And homosexuality.

I'm not against homosexuality. Just him if/when he ever demands a threeseome when I'm fucking him. So NOT happening!

And believing.

I believe. Of course I believe. Whole-heartedly & truly. 100% in ME, MYSELF & I!!!

And music.

Can't live without heavy metal these days... Iron Maiden, Metallica, Megadeath, Alice In Chains... You name it, I'd probably head-bang to it. Know someone who's not on this list but equally good? Introduce me, man. - & eEe, NO! I don't mean Fall Out Boy.

And talent.

Well. I write. & people do tell me I'm funny, which is good. & I also have an ego the size of this whole damn galaxy. Compete with that, I dare ya.

And books.

Can't live without them. The PAPER ones, mind you. I don't care for those so called e-books. Unlike music, REAL books MUST come in paper, to have & to hold. To cherish. Properly.

And love.

Need I really repeat this? As Turquoise says, "Lovers? I don't do lovers. Just Fuck Buddies."
Oh, & good old HATE trumps LOVE anytime. At least Hate ain't self-destructive. & you fucking know I would NEVER do anything to destroy myself.

And a favourite quote.

Naturally, someone like me is going to quote myself.
“The one thing I'll never be is sui-cidal. Homi-cidal is all fine and good 'cause that ain't MY survival on the line. Other people? Who fucking cares?!”~25th April '08

And myself.

Well, of course I'm going to say that I'm perfection incarnate, but you knew that already, didn't you? Ah, my good little Evil Minions... Hee.

So there you go, a crash-course introduction to yours truly. Don't be a stranger, yeah? I love ya'll too!

Cheers,
MidNight

Random Stuff I Get Off My Friends on Fictionpress.com

2008-10-26T10:50:00.002+08:00

When you’re in jail a good friend will bail you out, but a best friend will be sitting right next to you saying "damn that was fun!"

MidNight-I think I want the best of both worlds. A good friend to bail me & my best friend sitting next to me out of whatever shit we'd gotten ourselves into. I think we'd need a really REALLY rich good friend. It's gonna happen quite often, people.

People say "Guns don't kill people, People kill people!" Well, I think guns help. If you stood there and yelled Bang, I don't think you'd kill too many people. (But personally I’d rather that someone stood facing me and just yelled "bang". I’d get the point.)

Yeah, but it's so much more fun to be the one running around with the gun, shooting at others. Let's try it. I'll stand facing you, yell "BANG!", see if you'd die & repeat the experiment, with a real gun going "BANG!" this time.

92 percent of the teenage population would die if Abercrombie and Fitch said that it wasn't cool to breathe anymore. Put this in your profile if you're part of the 8 percent that would be laughing your head off.

(Personally, MidNight might suffocate from laughing too hard... But never mind. I'm sure the bloody sister is part of the 92%. Now, if only there was a way to convince something/somebody-Ashley Tisdale, perhaps??? she likes to tell her that. Heh. Tempting.)

Cheers,
MidNight The Magnificent

Old & Wise?! NEVER.

2008-10-26T10:26:00.003+08:00

Cool song... Yeah, I'm really into The Alan Parsons Project now. Damn. They're good.

==========

The lyrics...

Old and Wise - Alan Parsons Project

As far as my eyes can see
There are shadows approaching me
And to those I left behind
I wanted you to know
You've always shared my deepest thoughts
You follow where I go

And oh... when I'm old and wise
Bitter words mean little to me
Autumn winds will blow right through me
And someday in the mist of time
When they asked me if I knew you
I'd smile and say you were a friend of mine
And the sadness would be lifted from my eyes
Oh when I'm old and wise

As far as my eyes can see
There are shadows surrounding me
And to those I leave behind
I want you all to know
You've always shared my darkest hours
I'll miss you when I go

And oh... when I'm old and wise
Heavy words that tossed and blew me
Like autumn winds that will blow right through me
And someday in the mist of time
When they ask you if you knew me
Remember that you were a frined of mine
As the final curtain falls before my eyes
Oh when I'm old and wise

As far as my eyes can see

==========

Think about it. Why the hell would I ever want to be "old & wise"?! Too fucking tedious to bother really. All I know is that I'm definitely very pleased with myself being young & wise-ass. Heh. It's much more enjoyable this way, believe me.

Cheers,
MidNight The Magnificent, eternally 18! Heh.

So NOT A Lesbian.

2008-10-26T10:23:00.002+08:00

I know how, with the way I always dress in unisex clothes (or even clothes that all come entirely from the men's department), people always assume I'm a butch, or a lesbian, or something... EXTREMELY irritating. Especially on my recent trip back. Hee. Still, it's a good occasion to drive people crazy. My retort? "Don't worry, I'm getting a sex change operation done once I'm 21, so, NOT lesbian." Heh. Not true, of course, but I love seeing their faces upon hearing that, so I've never been able to resist. Heh.
At least I know I'm more comfortable in my own skin than most other people out there. Oh, I'd so NEVER get a sex change done. I'd rather be "Queer" than merely Male/Female anyday. Queers do have more fun, ya know?!
Cheers,
MidNight

Putting things into perspective...

2008-09-29T09:37:00.004+08:00

Ya'll know all about the recent F1 race thing that's going on down in Singapore? The family was watching it on TV & the mother expressed concern over how bloody fast those professionals were racing. I had to laugh.
Come on. Put me in a car going 60 & I'm a danger to everyone on the roads(most of all, myself). Put them in a car doing 600 & it's all perfectly safe. Ah... So clear now that you have a comparison, eh?
Cheers,
MidNight The Maniac(but still, a Magnificent Maniac! Hee.)

Fantasy. REALLY.

2008-09-28T12:37:00.005+08:00

I think it's absolutely bloody stupid that fantasy worlds ever EVER feature the extremely good-looking jocks-&-cheerleaders types.
Come on. Those sorts don't NEED to create fantasy worlds & situations to escape into.
(They wouldn't have the imagination for it either, but never mind. NOT my point, at the moment.)
Needless to say, I'm definitely neither a jock, nor a cheerleader. (Come on, my PERMANENT residence is the Realm of Delusion.)
Bloody hell. I was never even POPULAR. Voted "Most Irritating/Annoying", sure, but so NOT popular.
Fuck. I'm sure MOST of them hated my guts. In fact, I assume most of them do. The important thing is that NONE of them are in a position to do anything about it.
Heh. IN YOUR FACE, SUCKER!
Cheers,
MidNight

Final Insult

2008-09-16T15:10:00.003+08:00

I like that.

"I always was too good for you, you dying piece of sh**."

Damn you're good Night! I see that you've been bored too. Hell, I've been like that too. (Can't figure out what the hell's wrong with me.)

(I'm really bored, so even MORE totally random thoughts...)

2008-09-02T15:31:00.005+08:00

Women-"I am only as strong as the hairspray I use & the coffee I drink."

How about this?
NEW! Brand names:
-Indestructible Hairspray &
-Invincible Coffee?
~~~~~

Often heard on deathbeds(at least in the movies...):

"I'm sorry, son/daughter. I should have been a better parent to you."

A retort that I have (sadly) yet to hear:

"Don't bother blaming yourself, dad/mom. You did the best you could. It's not your fault that I was too good a son/daughter for you."

How's that for a final insult, eh? Adding a compliment to THE ultimate insult. Trigger off a heart attack? So NOT a wonder! Heh.
~6th Aug '08, 11.32pm
~~~~~
In other news, it's THE sister's birthday today, & I'm equally determined to ruin it just like they've ruined so many of mine. She likes the illusion of a big happy family, but I'm just being a total brat & refusing to join in... They'll probably be one big happier family without me.
Let's see... I'd already dropped out of school on my dad's birthday some years back... I'm being a big fat bitch(never skinny!) on the sister's... What else can I do?! Get arrested on the mother's?! No way. My pride will never allow that. I'm too good for it. Heh. Anyway, it's going to be spectacular! Heh.
Cheers,
MidNight
2nd September, 3.53 pm

The Concept Of Good & Bad

2008-08-27T21:40:00.001+08:00

It's highly amusing just how often I get told to "be good"(occasionally even by the people I'd actually care to listen to, though it's generally coming from the mother...)

In fact, I'm always good... You know me. I always do as is good for moi. (The BEST-even better than merely good!-action possible to my advantage. Mawhahahahaha!)

Yes, it's bloody good to me. Who gives a fuck if... shall we say,society in general... DOESN'T consider it good?! Good to me is all that bloody matters.

Or at least, it's the only definition of good that I bloody give a damn about.
(So, Cynthis, I can honestly tell you that "Yes, I've been a good girl." Hell yeah! Umm... *guiltily* Lying to MY advantage is good too, non?)
Cheers,
MidNight

Running Away

2008-08-27T13:26:00.002+08:00

Haha! Hilarious!
Speaking of running away from home, a friend over the net asked me,"are you going to sell your body to the vicious old men who come out of bars completely wasted to put food on the table for you starving accident child?"So no way! I'll thieve & all, but NOT whore. I have standards, ya know...
Then, she mentioned that this way, I'd never find my "sexy man-beast".
Yeah right. I'll find my nice, safe, completely commitment-free fuck buddy, (& if he happens to be a smokin' HOT "sexy man-beast", well, lucky me, wouldn't you say?)
Heh.
Oh, & one more thing, why do the people I chat with in PERSON all freak out & faint at the mention of the words "fuck buddy"?! I mean, I swear just as much in my conversations, so it can't be the "fuck" that's causing the faintings. BUT! Put the words fuck+buddy & people freak out. Anyone care to enlighten me?
Sigh... No wonder I have more friends over the net than in real life... People freak out less easily over the net... (Yeah, I know ya'll think I'm joking. Again.)
Footloose & fancy-free,
MidNight The Magnificent forever!

Discrimination? Never With Me.

2008-08-19T18:10:00.003+08:00

Oh, I have absolutely NOTHING against bisexuals.

Put it this way, I would only ever kick up a fuss if I'm fucking him & he suddenly wants a threesome.

Threesome? Never in this life. Or the next. Okay, maybe if they're BOTH really REALLY hot MEN.
& WTF am I saying?!
So NEVER! I don't care if those are the hottest MEN in the whole-fucking universe. I ain't doing it. Seriously.

Cheers,
MidNight

Randomly...

2008-08-19T15:57:00.004+08:00

Since I dropped out of school & had to start looking for a proper job, I almost went bloody crazy filling up all those job application-fucking-application forms.

& here's a very popular Question found on every single one I've ever had to fill in:
Question-Have you ever had any convicts/arrests?
My Answer-Nah. Too good to ever be caught.

Hmm... i wonder why I never heard back from any of them???
This can only mean 1 thing.

I must have been looking for all the wrong jobs. I wonder what a right job for me is, then??? Hee.

Cheers,
MidNight The Magnificent

NO GIRLS ALLOWED!

2008-08-19T15:48:00.003+08:00

Hell yeah! The sister has gone away to camp!
Watching her pack is (accidentally) hilarious. Apparently, the GIRLS need to pack stuff like sunblock(I used suntan oil), deodorant(who wants to smell like a fucking fruit salad?!), assorted facial creams...

Still. it brought back good memories of my own past camps.

For starters, I NEVER hung with other girls, so the guys & I... Basically, we stank like skunks(In fact, the smellier we got, the more we boasted/bragged about it.).

Oh, & here's something to learn: 1 pair of underwear can last a whole-week-long camp. Boxers last longer than briefs.

Haha! Camping is always more fun with the guys than girly GIRLS... Ugh. Can't stand girls.

Hanging with the Queers & the Guys. (Like this post title says, NO GIRLS ALLOWED!)

Cheers,
MidNight

Learn Something New Everyday

2008-08-07T11:07:00.003+08:00

Learn Something New Everyday
Was at the supermarket with the mother this morning & the woman wanted to buy some Brussels Sprouts. So, she sent me off to ask where the Brussel Sprouts originated from. (We generally try to avoid China products... ESPECIALLY if it's stuff that's to be eaten. Skin rashes isn't as bad as food poisoning. Tedious.) Guess where the 1st auntie who I asked told me they were from?!
"Hmm... I think they are from BRUSSEL."(!!!)
Interesting. Learn something new everyday. Apparently, Brussel sprounts come from the imaginary land of BRUSSEL. Stupid & ridiculous. But still. Cool. Kind of.
Cheers,
MidNight

It's so GOOD to be a Queer!

2008-08-01T12:56:00.003+08:00

Sigh... Isn't it irritating whenever anyone tells you that you can't do something just because "you're a GIRL"?! Well. I'd found a pretty awesome way to deal with that.
My retort lately: "Who fucking cares?! 21 is only 1 year away, & I'll be getting my sex change operation done. Same difference, really." *sweet smile*
Hell yeah! Not that I would really, but I just like to freak people out. Especially since MOST of the people who tell me THAT are the parents' friends. Heh.
Gods, it's fun to freak people out. Mawhahahahaha! I'm so evil, GO ME!
Cheers,
MidNight The Magnificent
*repeats* "21 is just a couple of months away. I MUST survive!"

Lying

2008-07-19T19:38:00.005+08:00

Trust me. I know perfectly well when's the right/appropriate time to lie & when I should tell the truth.
No, my problem's far simpler. (Or maybe not. I really can't tell.)
I just can't tell the difference between the truth, IN REALITY, & the truth that's all in my head.
So, of course, I always tell the truth. The whole truth & nothing BUT the truth(as I remember it anyway. It's NOT my fault that truth almost always turns out to be the one that's most advantageous to moi! Still, it's MY truth.)
Heh.

Who me heartless?! NEVER.

2008-07-12T11:24:00.002+08:00

Who me heartless?! NEVER.
It's so damn amusing that the sister recently called me a "heartless egoistic jerk". I mean, I do have a heart, non? of course I have a heart. How else would I LOVE myself otherwise? It's a conscience I lack. & frankly, I really don't give a fuck. Why should I anyway?!
MidNight The Magnificent
Now & forever.
NEVER GONE...

Laugh. Anyone. Anything. Nothing is sacred.

2008-07-11T17:22:00.004+08:00

Laugh. Anyone. Anything. Nothing is sacred.

As far as I'm concerned, there's just no point to humour if you can't make somebody the (often hurtful)butt of the joke AND hurt that person's feelings! Heh. & of course, in telling jokes at everyone's expense, one has to be able to withstand being the BUTT of the joke too, sometimes! Me? I always laugh. At anybody's & EVERYBODY's expense. Including my own. Who cares if it's hurtful as long as it's FUNNY?!
MAWHAHAHAHA!
Cheers,
MidNight
P.S.
Yes, mAyEeEeEeEeE, I'm finally updating my blog. I ain't going to blog shit about my daily life though. Who wants to hear about that?! That can wait till LATER. WHEN(not IF)I'm rich & famous!
Mawhahahahaha!

More Totally Random Musings...

2008-07-11T17:05:00.004+08:00

More Totally Random Musings...
It's so amusing when I went out for dinner recently at a restaurant that the family & I used to go by quite often.
There's been rather a lot of staff changes since the last time we went by.
& the hilarious thing is that ALL the new servers addressed me as "Sir". The old staff (those who recognized me/us on sight were slightly mortified & apologized profusely) even as Evil Twin was setting off fireworks inside me.["Recognition! Finally!"]
Frankly, I don't give a fuck.
In fact, I'd be so much happier being mistaken for a man(Yes, Evil Twin, I love you too.)than a female bimbo(especially the type the stupid [blood] sister is. YUCK!).
Cheers,
MidNightTheMagnificent

Dream? Who needs to SLEEP to dream?!

2008-07-05T11:17:00.007+08:00

Dream? Who needs to SLEEP to dream?!
In the mother's bid to STOP me "sleepwalking" through my life in a dream-haze, she's
1) taken away the earpieces to my mp3 player, so now, there's no longer portable music on the go(but which I don't really care about much since I've already PERFECTED the art of turning up the music in MY head to drown them all out. Lately, I'm favoring Iron Maiden. UP THE IRONS!)

& 2) stopped me from sleeping in the afternoons. [That's fine by me too. I don't need to SLEEP to dream.] BUT! The next time you see me with panda eye rings, it's all that wicked bitch's fault.
After all, I have to answer the call when my muse comes a-knocking. Even when she only visits in the middle of the night. & frankly, I wouldn't have it any other way.
Cheers,
MidNightTheMagnificent
P.S.
Not that any of my friends would actually get to see me lately. My life is pathetic. It's official. I now have more (imaginary?) friends on the internet than in real life. Again, that wicked BITCH's fault. Sigh...

Fevered Delusional Ravings & Rantings

2008-07-04T18:39:00.003+08:00

Fevered Delusional Ravings & Rantings

Oh yes. Bloody hell. Have been sick. Yes, me, MidNight The Magnificent. S. I. C. K. Ugh. Feeling damned awful. Pounding headache. Sore throat. No strength in limbs. Even the damned pen was feeling heavy as I wrote that. Mind's delirious with ideas though...

Hair.
I really can't stand guys with longer hair than me. Yes, I'm speaking as the Female. With Testerone. who's got a crew cut now, & yes, that includes all you rock stars out there with an ass-length mane. (How do you live with it, man!? Psychos.) Of course, those who truly know me will say that I can't stand other boys/men/people anyway, in which situation, I rest my case. What more the fucking hell can I say? I love ME! Mawhahahahahaha!

Cheers,
MidNight

P.S.
Oh, & Vector? Signing out button is at the top right corner of your screen. Savvy?
Cheers!

25 000 buck car repair job

2008-07-03T15:38:00.004+08:00

Ha ha! Bloody hell man. Today I heard the most stupid thing ever.

There was this stupid girl who because of two flat tyres, front and back made her mum pay 25 000 sing bucks for the repair job.

With the flat tyres, she continued driving the car to send someone for the A-Level exams. Result?

Ruined under carriage of the car, and ruined front and back axles. I'm surprised she hasn't been banned from driving by her parents! 25 000.

Hell, even hiring a chopper to fly the stupid girls to school wouldn't even have cost one-third as much!

(How the heck do I sign out as Vansvector...?)

Pregnant Women?

2008-07-01T10:42:00.002+08:00

Pregnant Women?
I never dare ask a woman if she's pregnant until I see an actual baby popping out of her. I mean, she could always just be a really REALLY fat woman.
Even worse! "SHE" could actually be a MAN! (Yes, I really dig Some Like It Hot. Still cracks me up every single time. Oops. I just gave away the twist, did I?)
Haha!
~MidNightTheMagnificent

Hair

2008-06-25T09:48:00.002+08:00

Hair.
How to get my hair cut. The way I want it.
Hell yeah! I finally figured out what I gotta do if I, Female. With Testerone., want to get a crew cut. Speak to the hairdresser in a really DEEP, masculine voice(Thank you, evil twin). "Oh yes, it's been 3 months since my last haircut. Bloody hot. Damn irritating."
Even though in reality, it's only been 1 month since my last encounter with the lawnmower. Yes, it's freaky how fast my hair grows. Sigh... Still. As long as the end result is one damn comfortable crew cut, I don't fucking care what I have to resort to in order to get it. MY way.
Cheers, people. (Not that this information should be helpful to any of ya'll. Seems I'm the only Female. With Testerone. around here who's more interested in comfort than style.)
Cheers anyway,
MidNightTheMagnificent

My Muse

2008-06-19T23:49:00.001+08:00

My Muse

Not for nothing am I called MidNight(The Magnificent, but never mind...).
The night is my muse & frankly, it's a wonder she puts up with me & still gives me inspiration...
I'm forced to go to bed pretty early EVERY SINGLE FUCKING NIGHT, way before MidNight exactly(but, hey poetic license, close enough...)
Forced by the ever unreasonable mother & a severe lack of afternoon naps. Still. The night is my muse.
Thank you for waking me up at 4am with fresh ideas of bloodlust & caninibalism(among other things...)
Sweet dreams...
~MidNight The Magnificent

Clothes

2008-06-17T22:51:00.004+08:00

Clothes

I absolutely detest clothes that fit JUST RIGHT. If I had it MY way, everything would (& SHOULD) be at least 2 sizes TOO BIG.
For 1, I'm FAT. F. A. T.
And 2, I hate clothes which show to the world that I have boobs, even if they're only A-Cups. (Sadly, the rest of me ain't FIT enough to pass them off as man-boobs.)
Hate. Detest. Clothes. Not that I would walk around stark naked.
(Yes, this post has been sparked off by yet another of the mother's attempts to get me OUT of my begger clothes & into the nice *horrors* GIRL-Y shit. Somebody SAVE me!)
Sigh...
MidNightTheMagnificent

IMPORTANT Life Decision To Make... Please Help!

2008-06-17T12:28:00.005+08:00

VERY IMPORTANT Life Decision To Make... Please Help!

My dad says I can take driving lessons when I get my OWN car. Since I can't afford to BUY one with the pitiful savings I've got, I guess that only leaves:

steal a car... OR
rob a bank... OR
rob a bank AND steal a getaway car... (I'm gonna need a way to pay for the fuel &
maintenance costs anyway... So NOT my fault that oil prices keep rising.)

Please guys, e-mail sg_loudhailer@hotmail.com on which decision you think I should make...

I gotta choose wisely & you know I value all your input... Now & forever , man...

Cheers,
MidNightTheMagnificent

To Hitman

2008-06-08T22:36:00.006+08:00

To Hitman: (Re:Bored)
Bored? Good. Here's a sugestion for this holidays. Find a shifu or something & learn about SOME martial arts?
Frankly, it's a little tedious RE-writing every gun scene you give me into something with martial arts. Hell. I need a shifu myself. Might as well pick up some. Don't want to be one of those idiots who writes endlessly about LOVE when they've never even been LOVEd before.
Gods knows I'm qualified to rant on about HATE though...
Mawhahahahahaha! (Hate & evil-laughter-ing through my life.)
I want to get a job as a stand-up though... That, or, ideally, RUN AWAY to join the circus. (1 of my high school teachers actually gave me that idea. Seriously. Oh yeah, Cynthia knows me well.) Sorry, I'm ranting about things you don't even understand anyway.
Anyway, LEARN about some martial arts/weapons & I'll try to brush up on my guns knowledge too? Wiki ought to be good for that. Both our purposes.
I should mess around with knives more too. Too bad I'm still living with the blood family & the mother hates blades of any kind. (Is all the stupid sis' fault. Who asked her to go around cutting her own arms?! Bloody hell. Bleeding is only good when it's inflicted on someone else's body & I'm the cause of it. Mawhahaha!) See? That's why I don't like guns. Too little blood loss. Oh well. At least I have a "healthy outlet" for my bloody/violent fantasies: Turquoise, my (Anti-)Heroine of Childhood Dreams.
It's like I say...
“The one thing I'll never be is sui-cidal. Homi-cidal is all fine and good 'cause that ain't MY survival on the line. Other people? Who fucking cares?!”~25th April '08
Yay me!
~MidNightTheMagnificent

2008-06-08T17:36:00.002+08:00

Embarrassing Siblings:Having A Colossal Joke. On their behalf.

(Yes mAyEeEeEeEeE, I realize you're a "younger sibling", but they, at least you're not MY younger blood sibling. Hehe!)

Recently, the underaged sister went on a school trip out of the country. Naturally, I was there at the airport to greet her, with a specially prepared placard: “Sis! Wines inside are cheap! Buy me 3 bottles! You know, the usual poison.”
Party-pooper mother just HAD TO stop me. I still don't see what the problem is. I'm the alcoholic. Not her.
So unfair!
~MidNightTheMagnificent

Bored

2008-06-03T17:52:00.002+08:00

I need to go out and cause some major damage man. It's the holidays over here in my homeland too. AND I'M BORED.

Did I mention that I can be really destructive when I'm bored...?

Night, any suggestions for me?

Yours truly,

Hitman

Vector Xuan

2008-05-24T01:48:00.005+08:00

Hey peeps!

I've been overcome by the school holidays I got going on now....

How's everybody been?

~That post was by... Hitman

Honey, next time, leave your name at the end of the post, yeah? Otherwise, everything's "MidNight Killed At (time)"

This is MidNight, signing off... *waves* Cheers!

Homophobia and You

2008-05-21T11:54:00.002+08:00

Homophobia and You:
They're people too! Stop the hate and spread the love!
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was .
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.
Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it.

Me? I'm female(I guess?) with Testerone. Not sure where that puts me in the grander scheme of things... But, just cut out the discrimination, yeah? I'm sick of being called "Boy" every other day too.
Shit.

As Said By... ME!

2008-03-18T08:31:00.000+08:00

As Said By... ME!

Being the egomaniac yours truly is, I hereby present you with some quotes from/about yours truly.
“It's never the ending that matters, but rather, the events leading up to it.”~2005
“Thank gods for hate. It's a feeling just as strong as love, only NOT self-destructive.”~16th Jan 07
“I'm really not a greedy girl. All I ask is one superpower. Invincibility.”~29th Aug 07
“On second thoughts, I guess I'd settle for Batman's GREATEST SUPERPOWER OF ALL. Limitless moolah. After all, ANY thing/one can be bought these days, as long as you got the $$$.”~9th Sep 07
“I really wasn't lying when I said that I preferred girls. I am female & I do love myself above all others.”~15th Sep 07
“We don't smoke or do drugs. We eat. & we eat a lot. Watch us, it's like a horror show.”~Visk, 8th Mar 08
“No, I won't have a camera crane. I want a cherry picker so I can put my cameraman up there. It's no fun shouting at a computer.”~8th Mar 08

Clear Sexual Orientation

2008-03-13T08:56:00.000+08:00

Clear Sexual Orientation

Yes! I'm delighted to announce that I am definitely NOT a lesbian. I still dig men in that sexual way. Just not interested emotionally(whether in males or females). Friends are different though...
Men forever, but we just couldn't care less about love/marriage.
Despite our totally tomboyish appearances, we're 101% straight.
As I say, tomboys in appearances ONLY out of frustration with the way society values appearances so highly. (Okay, maybe a bit of laziness too, but most definitely straight.)
Oh yeah, & hell freezes over before I'd share my home/space/life with some MAN 24/7.
“Diamonds are forever”, but men are so not worth it.

Food

2008-03-09T11:29:00.004+08:00

Food
Food. Gods, I love food. It's like, my vice.
"We don't smoke or do drugs. We eat. We eat a lot. Watch us, we're like a horror show." ~Visk
Oh well, at least it's a healthy vice. Not like we're obscenely obese or anything. I feel fine & I believe I still look perfectly fine. (So nice to bump skinny bitches out of my way. I could just flatten em with my butt alone. Go me!)
Heh.

Misquotation...

2008-02-26T14:46:00.005+08:00

Misquotation...
It's so funny to me how many MANY people live in fear of being misquoted.
The way I talk, (you know, shooting my mouth off without thinking about the string of words erupting out of my mouth...) I live in desperate fear of NOT being misquoted. (Naturally, when I'm misquoted, I can always blame whatever politically incorrect comment that was on "misquotation". Handy, no?)

Questions I'd Like Answers To...

2008-02-10T09:12:00.000+08:00

What offspring do pregnant pauses bear, & who's the midwife anyway?
In a deathmatch between Superman(the Man Of Steel) & Wolverine(admantium claws), who'd come out the victor?
If offered the choice between 2 evils, why do most people go for the lesser evil? If you're going to 'sin' anyway, might as well go all the way? Right?
Since winnig is everything, should losing be nothing? Why do people make such a big deal out of it then?
Between the devil & the deep blue sea, what about the devil OF the deep blue sea, Captain Davvy Jones?
Disaster at sea: Generally, the big clamity ALWAYS has to happen in the middle of some big fancy ball, doesn't it? Shouldn't the sensible 1st thing to do be to strip out of those stuff tux/heavy gowns? Who cares about indignity in old underwear when people are dying left, right & centre?! Maybe it's just me...
Why the expression 'dead as a dodo'? Wouldn't an expresion like, dead as a dinosaur be more macho? (Oh yeah, but then, mad scientists don't usually attempt to clone dodos back to life, so, in away, yeah, dodos ARE dead-er. Go figure.)
Why are the nicest, kindest people said to have a heart of gold? Think about it. Gold is cold, hard & well-hidden. Maybe a heart of marshmallow?
Would the compass needle point straight down if/when you are standing directly at the poiont of the North pole/South pole? How else would you know you've arrived, then?Why do criminal masterminds seeking minions always look fo recruits in those young offenders instituitions? The BEST don't get caught, do they?

Remember this? Haha!

2008-02-05T11:01:00.000+08:00

The ingredients provided by Cynthia for a class short skit were:
A naughty boy is sent home from school
A door-to-door salesman is selling vaccum cleaners
A boy & a girl fall in love

Geniuses that we were, I wisely attempted to combine ALL the elements into 1 script forcing my poor unfortunate group mates into all sorts of embarrassing roles.

Here goes...

Scene 1: School, Principal's Office
Ah Boy is sent to the principal's office. Again.

Principal: You again?! This is the 5th time this school week! (quiet) Thank God this week's over.
(reading along as she writes)'Dear Mrs Ah, I regret to inform you that your son, Ah Boy has set yet another female toilet on fire while hiding in there to smoke. Yours sincerely, Mrs Caroling Tan.'
Hey, Boy, give this to your mother.

Ah Boy: Ok. Whatever. *rolls eyes*
(quiet)Who cares?!

Scene 2: Home, Living Room

Ah Boy walks in & tosses letter at Mother.

Mother: What?! Another letter?! *rips letter open and scans contents*
Dear, look at this, another letter! Can you please help to control your son? *waves letter under Father's nose*

Father: Son, listen to your mother.

Mother: Exactly. Why can't you be more like your sister?!
*gestures at Sister, who's reading an Add Maths textbook*
You stupid useless boy!
*slaps Ah Boy in slow-mo*

*Ah Boy “spins” away to land slumped against the door*

*Salesman knocks on the door & slams door open*

Salesman: Vacuum cleaners for sale! Highly efficient, sucks up ANYTH... *trails off with a lovelorn expression as he spots Sister*

Radio comes to life & starts singing “Come What May”

*Salesman & Sister waltz around the room*

The End

Thank you & please, hold the applause.

anti-wrinkles cream work. really!

2006-10-08T20:58:00.000+08:00

no really. unorthodox though this method may be, at least you can't say that those advertising companies are LYING to you. how does it work though? simple. they put a very wrinkled OLD celebrity in front of the camera and apply that stuff to the lens, and viola! all the wrinkles are gruantreed to disaapear! well, at least you can't accuse those cosemetics companies of lying to you....

Rogue: gotta dig her taste in men, man.

2006-10-08T20:50:00.000+08:00

no seriously,Gambit is such a stud and so's Wolverine.
As Dazzler noted when the X-Men found her snogging Gambit in the rain in Ultimate X-Men, "he's gotta be twice her age. that is hot." i'd say.
OLD & SEXY, baby!!! *thud*

Questions I'd Like Some Answers To...

2006-09-29T22:20:00.000+08:00

If Superman's the Man of Steel, as they say, then, who'd win in a deathmatch of Wolverine vs Superman???
okay, i'm biased, but i'd say Wolverine. man of steel's not so impressive after all, compared to Wolverine's near immortality. or maybe it's just me???

How To Deal With Raving & Ranting Adults...

2006-08-27T18:12:00.000+08:00

Due to an overwhelming number of friends asking me for advice on this ever popular topic... I've decided to do everyone a favour by "broadcasting" this here.

How To Deal With Raving & Ranting Adults...
-Turn up the music in your head but continue observing the adult closely, especially the mouth.
-When THEY pause to take a breath, YOU say, "yes, I'd keep that in mind from now on" or some other relev ant crap.
-Keep silent, look sorry & pitiful! Nod once in a while!
-When they pause to take a breath, YOU start raving & ranting about how sorry you are supposed to be(not necessarily true).
-Just burst into tears and loud wails(to bring things to a head quickly).
~MidNight forever
look, I will NOT be held responsible if this backfires. Attempt at thy own risk.

i look crazy, no, seriously.

2006-06-13T17:28:00.000+08:00

believe me when isay that you wouldn't wnna cross me when i've only just woken up in the mornings or after my afternoon naps.

believe it or not, this is how i look when i've only just woken up. not a pretty sight, is it? oh well, at least i'm ona break now so i'm not that cranky at the moment. but i'm STILL sleepy now though. ugh.
in other news, just received my first warning letter from nyp about all the truancy i'd been playing. the mother's livid. swears she's gonna make me repeat if i fail by default. wtf?! oh well, at least a student's only allowed to repeat twice. still. FUCK. gods, poly. i'd never hated anything else more.

killer maths

2006-06-10T18:21:00.000+08:00

damn, maths in poly is killing me. i THINK i've got my first common test coming up in about 2 wks' time. the lecturer offered us tips on an extra session for monday morn and fuck! i'd be missing that 'cause i REALLY got a doc's appointment at that time.
my class' going to start thinking that i'm either v stupid or that i'm just TOO cocky. oh damn... fuck what they think. i know what i've got and i'm hardly about to let what they think affect me. anyways, so what if i don't quite cut it in the engineering field?! one thing's for sure and i definately won't be depending highly/strongly on that. somehow, by hook or by crook or whatever else, i'd be doing what i TRULY LOVE in the design field. gods damn engineering. results are just something i'm gonna wave around, that's all.

guess who's celebrating his birthday today?!

2006-06-09T13:54:00.000+08:00

Congratulations and jubilations!!!

guess which handsome rougish pirate's celebrating his birthday today?! 43 and STILL hot, baby! (or you could say i'm just damned biased. heh. WORLD'S COOLEST ACTOR!!! what's there NOT to love about him?) oh and you will notice that the pic's almost TOO big to fit onto my site. i'm well aware of that and no, i'm NOT going re-size it. this sort of thing, you'd have to admire at FULL size. of course, life-size's ALWAYS best, eh? haha!
~MidNight forever
(you must forgive my fan-girliness today... but then, Johnny's NOT just another actor, is he? little wonder he's able to elicit this level of fan-girliness in me, eh? anyone who knows me well should know i'd normally NOT stoop to this level. hell no. the gods know i've USUALLY got better self-control than this. heh.{mAyEeEeEeEeE's the REAL nutter amongst us.})

Girl Power!!!

2006-06-05T20:55:00.000+08:00

whee!!! i love Jessica Rabbit. Who Killed Roger Rabit was such a better film than Cool World and BEST of all, Roger Rabbit didn't have Brad Pitt in there. heh. no, indeed, i do NOT like that guy.

Cute Commercial

2006-06-05T20:40:00.000+08:00

okay, at least there's ONE interesting thing i found in my engineering course. our lecrurer showed us this in lectures. PAP must HATE him. the perfect counter to having more kids as the govt encourgages us. heh. kids are just a burden anyways. why torture yourself, eh?

Alfred Hitchcock

2006-06-05T15:56:00.000+08:00

the man is a genius, i tell you. i love his works(esp Psycho), and even more than that, i love what he says here.

Alfred Hitchcock once commented that the difference between an American film and an European film is that a European film can open with a shot of clouds, cut to another shot of clouds, then cut to a THIRD shot of clouds. if an American film opens with a shot of clouds, it MUST cut to an airplane, and if by the third shot, the airplane hasn't exploded, the audience is bored.

see, at least the nyp library is good for sth. i practically camp up there. (mostly during breaks but sometimes during lessons too. heh.)

true. stupid blockbusters. so brainless. heh. i hope i'd be the type who can make DEEP Europen films that REALLY interest the audience rather than stupid Hollywood blockbusters, movie in, movie out. those require no talent. just like how X3 sux, with this new director. oh bryan, why did you abandon the fanchise you so lovingly created for the man of steel?!?! mutants are cooler, ya know. [i was NEVER one for Superman anyways.]

I Am Woman, Hear Me Bitch. heh.

2006-06-04T15:26:00.000+08:00

holyshit, you know what's the sole advantage of being a woman, as far as i'm concerned?! i get to make up crappy biological excuses for skipping bloody classes and the male lecturers're ususlly too polite to inquire too closely whereas females're usually too polite to inquire too closely. heh. however, if they were ALL to start cross-comparing notes, i'm doomed. whoever heard of a menses that lasted a whole friggin' month?! heh. cynthia wasn't too amused by this, warning me not to turn this into a regular habit that'd be hard to break. too late, baby. i'm too into this to quit anymore. heh. besides, isn't this the whole point of it?!?!

Final Fantasy VII Advent Children

2006-06-03T14:24:00.000+08:00

oh gods, i have totally turned into a Final Fantasy nut here. gods, Advent Children rules!!! whee! just look at this awesome pic of Vincent Valentine below. ain't he too cool?!?!

altho, Reno quite hot too, not to mention having a more fun personality... (i dig motormouths, not surprising, seeing as i'm one myself. heh.)

redhead sticking his tongue out. trademark look. gods. he's hot. doesn't he just look TOO cool??? gods, i love redhead (Reno). he rules!!!!!!!!!

boys?!?!

2006-05-25T11:27:00.000+08:00

"I don't like guys who are petty."~mAyEeEeEeEeE
ah was just reading eEe's blog and found this funny thing there... why not be more specific? i don;t like BOYS (esp pretty ones). so damn childish, man. gimme a man anyday. haha! anyway, ah was chatting w cynthia and she mentioned how Sadana(did i spell the name right??? oh, who cares?!) told her mother that she wanted "to be like Ms Yeo" and the woman just totally freaked out. heh. i'm bored in poly. have a fucking THREE hours break to kill now, ugh. damn this stupid schedule. they should just cut down on the breaks and let us to sch later/end earlier. fucking hell. i'm bored and my best friend's away on her China trip so i got no one left to ENTERTAIN me. sigh... damn. but at least it's just for a week so i can survive this much, i guess... still. it's boring.

a small request

2006-05-24T13:13:00.000+08:00

hey ppl, do you mind leaving a comment on the individual blog itself if ya got sth to say? 'cause appearantly, my chatterbox can't be acesssed from my sch labs which happens to be where i do my updating from these days. sigh... thanks. *yawns* zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz... i dunno what's going on with my own course actually, sigh...

poly sux

2006-05-21T20:57:00.000+08:00

ugh.
i went back to PHS the other day to see cynthia and guess who i happened to bump into??? Lim Chen Chen! i told her i was doing electronics engineering and she wanted to know how my physics was, "well... i STILL know that electricity is the thing that makes my discman work, but i'm not really sure what else it does..." heh. oh well. doubt PHS will ever forget me. when has a student ever been such a damn handful yet STILL this lovable (no, of course i'm not boasting. merely stating facts. heh.)?!
oh well,
~MidNight forever

Cynthia: Backseat Driver

2006-05-21T11:36:00.000+08:00

heh. ain't it funny howit's always the little things that stay with you?

for cythia, i'd probably always remember her driving Viskous and me to Tanglin Mall for coffees after our shopping at Mustafa, Little India when some asshole cut into Cynthia's lane. we still overtook him though and my FIRST impulse was to turn around give him the middle finger.

"no, Jasmine, DON'T!!!" cynthia panicked. (i was sitting backseat.)

struggling desperately, i somehow managed to control my wild urges and amazingly, prevent a car accident. heh.

another thing would probably be her "yesss, Jassssmine, would you like to share that with the classs?" to tell the truth, i rather miss hearing it, actually. oh well...

right, post more next time then (hope ya'll enjoyed this one!)...

~MidNight forever...

Thank the Gods for small favours

2006-05-05T17:03:00.000+08:00

ya know, i'd really REALLY wanted to see Gambit(EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!) in an X-Men movie too, until the other day when i read that they'd actually considered Colin Farrel for the role. *whew* thank the gods they scraped him. i'd stick to my beloved comics version of the ragin' cajun then, thankyouverymuch.
as far as i'm concerned, the ONLY place he was EVER good was as Bullseye in Daredevil, and that's ONLY because Ben Affleck was so dismal by comparision. ugh.
like the title of this post reads, THANK THE GODS FOR SMALL FAVOURS.
~MidNight forever

*thud*

WTF?!?!

2006-05-05T12:39:00.000+08:00

damn, but i've been teased MERCILESSLY about wearing the same old clothes. common people, tell me, is wearing the same tee 3 times in 3 weeks so unreasonable?!?! my class sux. bloody hell. it's not like i don't wash, okay?! do i so stink that badly?!?! fuck them all lah. then, i bumped into Becky around campus. WHY does everyone have to look so damn sophisticated? i feel like i'm trapped in time!!!!!!!!!!!! *wails* i miss my Beverly Hills tee (eEe, you shoul know what i'm talking abt. heh.) fucking hell, but poly life sux,man. wanna go back to secondary school and spoon-feeding.
oh yeah, and did i mention tt they all keep talking about NOTHING but BGR, and i announced that i was a lesbian to shut them up? (my female friends, fear not. there's no need to steer clear of me. i'm still stright, no worries.) boys SO childish. gimme old & sexy ANYDAY. yes, Harrison baby, i'm still waiting patiently for Indy 4. when, man, WHEN?!?!

the new horrors of CNY

2006-03-07T12:04:00.000+08:00

now, as some of my faithful readers may recall, if it weren't for the lure of "easy money" every CNY, i'd have migrated to america/europe every CNY... far from this past CNY detering, it has instead given me even more reasons to run screaming into the nearest avaliable cave.
sigh... this year, some parent's friends, on seeing me so big, tall, strong and all, somply insist that this MUST be the last hongbao i EVER claim from them, and that i should be married off by the next year. bloody cheapstakes. esp when that LAST hingbao turns out to contain a GRAND TOTAL OF 2 BUCKS!!! who me married?! over my dead body, i swear. (and beleve me, i'd have said that to their faces if money weren't at sake here!) sigh...
~MidNight forever

which mouse are you?

2006-02-23T10:37:00.000+08:00

you know what they say about the mice in the bucket of mice... the lazy one drowns while the hardwoking one turns everything to cream... haha! what you don't hear about is the opportunistic mouse who soaks in a milk bath a la Cleopatra and still has enough energy to run from the lucky pussycat sashaying over for his dinner of cream mousse. (pun fully intended.)
heh. (and guess which mouse yours truly is? mawhahahaha!!!)
MidNight forever...

the stages of hysterical laughter

2005-12-08T12:18:00.000+08:00

here, according to miss know-it-all, MidNight, are the various stages that hysterical laughter come in:

wahahahahaha!!!
MAWHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
*bangs table laughing*
*falls off chair laughing*
*rolls on floor laughing*
*dies laughing*

and last, but never least,

from beyond the grave,
plays loops self "MAWHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"-ing at own funeral

Heh. enjoy!

~MidNight forever

spaderman?!?!

2005-11-23T20:00:00.000+08:00

sigh... has anyone ever noticed how back when spidey was so hot, there was an over abbundace of pirated spiderman toys "cleverly" re-named Spader-man by some asshole... there were so many out there that my sis and i deciced that he's worthy of his own theme song... so, here goes, people,
presenting,

The Spaderman Theme Song (wahahahahaha!!!)

Spaderman, Spaderman

Digs a hole, any size

Digs right in front of his enemies {no, he's not that bright.}

His enemies always kill him,

And his hole becomes his grave.

Spaderman, Spaderman, where have you dug to,

Spaderman???

lame, i know... sorry, but i was TOO bored. sigh... now that my o's are over. i feel kinda lost. like i dunno what to do? haha! ah well. not that i'd want to go through it again, god forbid. i have more pressing matters on my mind now. i've decided i'd take this break to work on some short film projects... pending approval of $10000 from the mda, hopefully. i wanna get the dvd world! haha! dream come true.

i got sick of the old layout

2005-11-11T22:30:00.000+08:00

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Listening: Pan Rong - Mei Xue
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...because it has so many problems my eyes are getting sore.

Oh wells hope that you like this Jas. It's gothic, kinda. =) Sorry for changing it without your permission. =x

And now I go go to comment go my own post, to test if the comments thingy work. Whahahahaha.

The Ugly Singaporean

2005-11-11T20:06:00.000+08:00

Visk and I have come up with this brilliant inspiration for a mockumentary "The Ugly Singaporean". heh. here're a couple of ideas we've got in mind at the moment...

"excuse me sir, but could we please have your name so that we can credit your ugly mug as 'Zombie No. 1?'"

i mean, can you imagine that you're doing a supposedly realistic secene, and "zombies start appearing on screen, EVERYWHERE?! ugh. blasted idiots.

test out if the rumour that "Singaporeans won't even call an ambulance when they see an unconscious person lying on the street" is true.

let's time how long it'd take before sombody does more than gawk. hee. and at the same time, we can see if the press'd beat the ambulance to arriving at the secene! haha!!! at this rate, we'd be lucky to get off with a light sentence. but... a light sentence for people like us?! not a chance... sigh... haha. oh well... i've got plenty of time after my o's shit to get this damn thing done. (and with the sg media development authority offering ten thousand bucks for aspiring film-makers to turn their ideas into reality, now's as good a time as any to start building up my portfoilo. seeing as i can't draw well or anything... sigh...)

man boobs!!!

2005-10-22T15:51:00.000+08:00

haha... no really. just kidding. MidNight is in love with a couple more new oldies and nope, i'm not still talking about Harrison Ford/Sean Connery/Viggo Mortensen (altho i still love 'em, of course! some things just NEVER change...) Clint Eastwood was such a stud!!! haha!!! heh. cowboys rock!!! hmmm... does anyone think i can get away with demanding the Die Hard boxset and Kingdom Of Heaven plus a Clint Eastwood collection?! haha!!! oh well... as ppl who know me well would say, MidNight gets away with demanding EVERYTHING!!! heh. i feel so privileged!!! mwhahahaha!!!
anyone, a note to all my friends out there, i'm organizing a privte screening of the corpse bride once i get its dvd. interested parties to the screening, pls drop JaS an sms. entry fee is ten bucks per head. (reasonable, considering that you ppl get free pizza + cream puffs when ya'll head over!!! mawhahahaha!!!)

all stressed up and no one to kill.

2005-10-15T17:26:00.000+08:00

sigh... why oh why can't murder be made legal? it'd be a great stress reliver. the stupid o's is killing me. ugh. there are like, a couple of million new DVDs out that i wanna get, yet, with the o's coming, have been banned from buying everything!!! ugh.