Signal Man! My Superhero Name

Today I have a strange super power. Everytime I stare at my phone, it's either I will receive a call at that very moment or a text message from someone. EVERYTIME.
My worry is I may not be able to handle the responsibilities that comes along with this power. And I have a tendency to break like a bird sometimes.
Should I make my own tight costume? Or should I mingle with mortals?
The stress is just killing me-

Also, I can't think of a better title for this post 0_0

Fark Pork!

I once had a chat with my across-the-door-neighbor Rashid in the stairway while secretly sipping coffee, secretly because its the Holy Month of Ramadan and nobody wants to get caught with food and drinks stuffed in our mouth during this time or face an unholy consequence.

Anyway Rashid is a complete retard and full of shit because he told me that in order to cleanse my body and soul, I need to stay away from meat and consume only vegetables and tea. I told him that its such a stupid thing to say that even Gandhi will probably wake up from his grave and slap him seven times so he'll achieve an instant Nirvana. 


I further disputed him by implying that pork is sooo delicious it will give him the tranquility and limitless experience of enlightened mind that he's searching. He told me he opposes any violence against animals, I told him its fine, pigs are aware that they are being fed to be violated and be serve as Barbecued Pork Ribs with Chili Sauce Glaze. They will die fulfilled and satisfied if they served their purpose in life. He told me I'm crazy and I can go fuck myself. I told him I will.


This is not a post against vegetarians nor racial and religious discrimanation, but a post about a man wanting his meat and being told that he will go to hell because of it. 


PS. Just so you know, Rashid's breath stinks with curry, works at a construction site at the Marina district and constantly boasting his supposedly 7inch penis in every conversation and the number of Pinay from Lucky Plaza he supposedly banged with it.

Yesterday Thoughts

Yesterday, I realized I've been living with my EZ link card alone for 3 days straight. Last night, I decided that I want burgers for dinner. Semi-real food for a change. I fished out my wallet and wondered why I don't have any money left. I then realized, I've been surviving for cup noodles for lunch since tuesday and bread with nuttela for dinner. There have been a buffet lunch hotel presentation last Thursday and I was able to stuff myself silly with cereal prawns and chili padi, and never since last tuesday did I took  out notes from my wallet. I remember topping-up my EZ link card for 20dollars last monday though.

Bachelor's groceries

Yesterday, my trial for Adobe Photoshop expired. In these moments I started contemplating why I ever bought a Mac. I can't find any pirated version and the keys I gathered are not working at all. I'm back with my Acer laptop to post process my works.

sample

Yesterday, I realized I need some proper lens if I wanted to take my part time job seriously. Having a 50mm prime lens is not enough. I also need a speed light flash. The problem is my limited budget.

Yesterday, I ran out of peanut butter.

Yesterday, I saw an old uncle feeding sunny side up eggs to the birds. Ignorance is bliss.

Maria. Maria Ozawa

If you are going to watch Maria Ozawa Specials inside your office, make sure that you are not watching it in full screen and there is no ultra conservative woman behind you. Anyway, It is OK, she'll just laugh at what she'll see (specifically what Maria Ozawa is putting in her mouth) It's blurred anyway. No Harm Done.

Anyhoo, what’s up with Indonesia? Seems to me they are beginning to be the “turning point” of porn stars who wants to start a wholesome career part in acting. First, there was Maria Ozawa doing a horror movie followed by a comedy movie. Now at least 2 US porn stars are following suit. Even Sasha Grey is going to visit Jakarta to grace the red carpet and support her “colleagues” career moves. (yes, I am well updated on all kinds of news stories)

In the meanwhile, Indonesia being a widely strict/conservative Muslim country is torn on how to implement their codes on morality without admitting they committed sins against it. You see, they wanted to ban the these movies because the actors were stars of “immoral” films, but when asked if they have a proof, they can’t say yes, because watching porn, or possessions of these materials is a crime that will result incarceration and x number strokes of canes.

Politician: She’s Immoral because she stars in a p0rn movie!

Pilisopo: How’d you know?

Politician: Errr…

Pilosopo: Have you seen one of her movie?

Politician: Errr…

I love it when logic wins.

As Stupid as It Gets

I really hate it when things started to gather powder. I hate turning the house upside down and inside out just to look for a pen or a notebook, worse , smaller things like paper clips or a coin. And then when in obvious times that you don’t need them, they’ll appear right in front of you, or you’ll find them neatly arranged in a drawer. You’d like to ask them “WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!” (But of course I won’t really say those words. I find it disturbing to see other people talking to things and eventually going nuts because of them )

The last place you’ll find them is --- well, the last place you look at. Of course it is! How could you not find them where you found them?! (am I making sense?) It will be extremely stupid if you already saw what you’re looking and ignored it and still looked at other places just so you could “not find them where you looked at” (Geez, why am writing these justifications anyway, if you call these justifications)

Anyhoo, I was looking for my cell phone again for almost the 3 hours. I was sure I left it above the fridge, while I was reheating chicken nuggets for dinner, beside the hiding place for my coins. After my fruitless labours, I resolved to myself that I must have left it inside my bedroom. I even asked my housemates and logged in to Yahoo!Messenger to call it, while my face was laying flat on the floor to feel its vibration (it is on a silent mode), sweeping the my bedroom floor while accumulating various germs, microscopic insects etc. And finally I gave up and resolved it will turn up anyways when i least needed it.

Just barely 2 minutes after I lie down, I was jolted by a vibration. it was on my unkempt blanket, which is the first thing you will see when you entered my bedroom, which I have never even given a glance, or even attempted to fold.