Supposedly, when the cats are out the mice will play...

well, my bosses at work are taking the week off... so I have all the time in the world to slack off... the sad part is, I slack off all the time... so all the slackery stuff I can surmount to, is kinda wasted... So, I have decided to start playing old role playing games on my computer...

The one I am currently pursuing with zest and dedication is a free fan-made RPG called master of the wind... The gameplay is interesting, reminiscent of old Super Nintendo RPGs like Chrono Trigger and Final Fantasy and the story ain't half bad either... The bad part? well... I nearly skipped lunch today as I am embroiled in an EPIC Battle against Andua the Vampire...

thankfully, i'm not playing world of warcraft or else I might have trouble returning back home... hmm on second thoughts, I might be able to say I worked a lot of hours that way... hehehe.... ebil!

more updates on my RPG quest coming soon...

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Four months ago
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I remember vividly. The slightly eye-strain inducing computer screen, the MSN messenger chat window and me wondering about my housing plans.

"You know, I think I kinda want to live alone," I typed.

"What? why?" Monika, my compadre on the receiver side of the chat screen responded.

"I dunno... I just feel like it... kinda sorta. Plus, it might help me get my act back together, force me to cook, fend for myself.. that sorta thing..." I casually typed... with a lot more typographical errors.

"You know its easier side than done right?" Monika smartly rebuttled on my reasoning with one sentence.

"Well, a man can dream can't he? Plus, I am pretty anti-social so I shouldn't dread being alone" I curtly replied

"Yeah right... just try it and you'll see how hard it is to be all alone." Monika countered, effectively ending the discussion and shutting me up on my single living idea.

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Two days ago
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I return to my abode at 5:30pm. unlock the door and dump my bag on the couch. living room looks a bit messy so i vaccum it. good waste of time... ain't got much to do... Hence, its time for my daily "shoot everything in sight" photography walk... the walk begins at 8pm...

and ends at 9:15... got today's self-portrait done too...

It's 10 p.m. and I am on the couch watching vh1... why the heck am i watching vh1... cuz Tila Taquila is on? oh wait wrong channel... ah right, vh1 I love the 90's.. fun stuff...

I stand up and go the fridge... well stocked with food that I cooked... a week ago... take a smell, nip a piece... yup pretty much edible... stuff it up in a bowl and nuke it...

Right after 2 minutes the microwave chimes "ding ding ding". My supper is now served... yum yum... slowly and steadily I move back to my Couch of supreme comfort and switch the channel 47... Nickelodeon. Home improvement is on... yay reruns.

so after 30 minutes my food is finished and the show is over. Still no sign of sleep. I decide to brew some coffee... Working at Dr. Dirksen's office has given me a lot of practice in that field.

So now its 1 a.m. and my cup o' joe has long cooled down. I don't know when I went to sleep but I know i dozed off judging from the half-full (or half-empty hmm) coffee mug. Hmm... I love the 2000 is on vh1... nah... not too interesting... maybe I'll just read some stuff on the net...

Its now 3 pm and I am on my 23rd issue of invincible... Long live interent comic pirates! interesting story... nice spin on the teenage-superhero genre... maybe I'll go to sleep in half an hour... or maybe i'll

-Meow.....- my cell phone rings... at 3am... my cell phone rings... who can it be? is soemone stalking me? is someone expressing their love to me? is it the call from outer space?

"hey sonny, got your glasses??"

its my mom.. way to go mom...

5am... i talked to my mom for 2 hours... I don't know what i talked about... it was not refreshing to any degree... at least I didn't have to make a wide grin on the webcam... that'd be a challenge considering the ultra sleepy vives I am getting...

Rather than moving to my comfy futon, I just dump on the couch... set the tv on sleep timer and watch WWE.... ahh look that's the rock...

its 7:15 i am awake again... everything is just as i left it when I slept... well the TV is off... the door is locked and there is no sign of human entry... I turn off my cell phone's alarm and go to the bathroom...

its 8 o' clock and I am ready for work! I grab a 3 Cereal bars... Crud, I am out of cereal bars... gotta make a list of things to get from wal-mart... woah, 8:30.. gotta move!

its 12:15 and i am back in the house... everything is just the way I left it... no sign of entry. well, its lunch time and today its going to be ramen day! woo hoo...

Its 5:15 again... no sign of entry... the dishes are just the way I left them ...

yup.. I have been living alone.... and its not as hard as Monika made it sound....

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So I woke up today exactly when my alarm went off. I quickly turned it off so as not to disturb my roommates. I then quietly crept to the bathroom and performed my daily rites of ablution. I then slowly and silently crept to the kitchen and grabbed a quick coffee and cereals and made sure there was enough for everyone before going to work.

At work, I thought about what to cook this evening for at least three times. I came back at lunch and nearly lost my temper when I saw the house was a mess. I pouted and quickly ate my lunch and returned to work.

After I got off from work, I came back home and cleaned the place. i spent an hour cooking for my chump roommates and I cleaned the kitchen again. I then turned on the television and waited for them to arrive.

The returned from work pretty late and it turns out they had already eaten. I shouted at them, I said they had no respect for my cooking and they only think of themselves...

Then I burst out laughing... crap, I had turned into a house-wife!

(based on totally fabricated events)

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Wasn't able to upload most of my shots of the last few days cause my camera cable was misplaced... here are the three pics of the last three days of my project blue!! (drumrolls)
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june 6: Project blue: reflections!


A bench outside the school library. The evening seemed to paint it in a blue hue....

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june 7: hi!



phone booth~!
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june 8: blue records


ssounds! blue sounds!

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"But.. aren't you gay?"
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Sherman recollected on the final nail in the coffin in his non-existent love story. "Well at least it was quick...," he muttered to himself. His logic spelled otherwise, one year running after someone, definitely is not quick, but 'let him have his moment of peace, analysis will come later' Sherman's logic decided.

Sherman felt crappy; like a stroke of Diarrhea had been waiting to dismantle the operations of his bowel systems. But more than just the crappiness, he felt something else: relief. Relief that he wasn't wrong about judging where he stood and relief that he knew now what he had been denying to accept. He was free, free to find another object of obsession, free to be 'in the game'. A smile crept up into his average-looking face, "when was I in the game anyway?" he thought, half joking, half serious.

A grumbling sound built up in Sherman's stomach. How long had it been since he last ate anything? He tilted his head on the table in front of him. It was a battlefield; filled with half eaten assortments of junk-food, chips, sandwiches and beer. "Loneliness brings eating binges," he joked to himself., "At least I still have some humor left in me."

Sherman contemplated on how low he actually went to win the girl's affection. But now he knew that he wasn't being helpful, he was positioning himself to be the girl's "best friend". If given the chance, she's happily castrate him and give him a sex-change operation to turn him into her best 'girl-friend' so that they would play dress-up together.

Chuckling, Sherman took out his cell-phone and looked for anyone to talk to. None seemed viable places for him to vent his thoughts on. Then like a shining epiphany the Television bellowed: "Are you lonely tonight? Do you want a chance encounter with a beautiful girl? Then we are waiting for you... call now at 1-800-ust-upid now!! we are waiting...."

Now Sherman is a good guy, he doesn't ogle at women, he doesn't watch porn and he holds women in a respectable regard like his teacher told him to. Then it hits him... being nice doesn't make him desirable, it makes him look asexual.

Then Sherman finds the answer to why she turned him down and turned him into a fag. In his attempt to be a gentle person. He had turned himself into someone who seemed uninterested in women. Though far from the truth, what had he done to state otherwise?

Sherman grabbed his phone and dialed the number flashing on the screen. It may not be the right thing to do but right now, the right thing was the last thing on his mind.

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A guy likes a girl. Girl turns down the guy, citing him not being good enough. Guy's friends tell him that the girl not good enough for him. Guy stands confused what to believe... who is better... and if he is not good enough then would being better change anything... and if he is too good, does he have to reduce his 'goodness'??

upon much contemplation, he realizes that the world is good for nothing...

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based on an oft-heard consolation whenever a good (read: nice guy, slightly clumsy) friend of mine gets turned down by a girl... tsk tsk...

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my university's student life office is organizing this summer camp for the summer (woo... captain obvious strikes again...) and all the footpaths are decorated with these flags.... which are blue...

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