H1N1

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

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!

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

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...

1. WOW! (See point 2)
2. Damn. Arnie is in really REALLY good shape for a guy in his 60's!
3. WOW! (See point 4)
4. Fucking awesome special effects!
5. 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.)
6. 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!

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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...

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

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!!!

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

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.

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

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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

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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.

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...

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.

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

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.)