white paper in, white paper out

let me introduce to you an old friend of mine.

it has no name; like all old furniture in the house have no names. yet as the years go by it has commanded its own seat of power in the living room, like all old furniture do. for 11 years it has sat there, upon its throne of 2 CD players older than itself, like the result of some haphazard city planning, the new built precariously upon the foundations of older structures. for 11 years it sat, churning out all sorts of essays (good and bad), research materials (just copy, paste and print, nevermind what's written on it), lengthy game walkthroughs, an occasional full-size colour picture.

well past its retirement age, my epson stylus colour 400 has recently learnt something new.

white paper in, white paper out.

just print out the document, old man. i'm not retiring you yet. not when i just fed you a new cartridge.

alone together

it was all two people could ever be to each other, he supposed. alone together. for the dreams and secrets of our hearts may be spoken, but words are handmaidens. words can never fully say, for they fumble, stammer, and break the best porcelain. the best one can hope for is to find along the way someone to share the path, content to walk in silence, for the heart communes best when it does not try to speak.

-page 374

the quintessential tourist

somehow this came into mind when i was looking through the foc photoshoot and saw kaijie's photo with the hat, feathered boa and vintage briefcase. it's probably the only thing i can recall now from the com206 readings.

seniors' camp tomorrow. today, or specifically, in six hour's time if you're feeling picky. it's sorta like a dry run of the coming freshman camp all packed together into 2 incredible days.

it shall be fun.

shall end off here, since it's late. gotta grab some shut-eye. be back on wednesday.

SDL: samurai duelers league

ejarel thinks he may join too. but ejarel is not good enough. =(

http://roninsultramix.deviantart.com/

anime fest asia '08

i am sorely tempted to go for the 2nd day of the fest tomorrow. 

almost didn't make it for the event today, 'cause post-exam period usually demands more sleep and lazing around. but that's what brothers are for. so thank god he dragged me out of bed and to the convention. 

since this event is sponsored by bandai, i supposed it's only to be expected that their products are arranged nearest to the entrance. 

mobile suits from gundam 00 

awesome displays

and more of them

neo genesis evangelion

then, of course, there are the artists and their incredible works.

the pepper project. you can see a number of their works on deviantart. 

on the spot demonstration.

and finally, the cosplayers

i am stunned. this is cosplay at its very best. 

puzzle-riddle

If my eyes are figure
What can you see through your eyes?

If your eyes are puzzle
How can I find those of pieces?

If your hands have to be something
What they should touch?
If my hands have to catch something
Where from that came?

Always I’m feeling,
Feeling so strange
How we lonely.

I hope everything(’s) gonna be alright.
I hope everything(’s) gonna be alright.

If I stay in the darkness
How can you feel my real heartbeat?

If you close your eyes then
What can you see in your world?

If my heart start to cry
Can you bring me your smile?
If you’re blind, I can guide
So please never give up.

Always I’m waiting
Waiting our beginning
It’s so bright.

I know everything(’s) gonna be alright.
I know everything(’s) gonna be alright.

chapter xx: ravioli

the dust has finally settled; the ketchup and flour seperated from the clothes (something i'm still considering a miracle!), and my nail colours returned to normal. almost back to the days before the foc.

but the memories shall linger for a while longer.

and perhaps for even longer.

pretty tempting to continue on this rambling and make this emo, but instead i'll make this short. wkwsci foc 2008 has come to a close, but with its end heralds a new beginning which will no doubt change the prejudice of all involved in it, one way or another. friendships were forged, impressions made, hopes raised.

your journey in life shall be the greatest story ever told.

this, is chapter xx: ravioli.




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