Food intrigues me. Food photography does. Especially candies. Japanese ones. Creative.. and attractive to the eye! I seem to have a penchant on conceptual photography. The colours, the patterns. It never ceases to amaze me. Each candy has its own story to tell - from how it is made, how it is moulded and the way it turned out to be. Each candy is unique and different. I am certainly an avid fan of sugarcoated candies. But no, I am not an ardent fan of eating them. I collect candies, to be exact. And the candies I collect would certainly rot and expire one day, but I have no worries about it. My brother has a super duper sweet tooth and he definitely loves indulging in candies and chocolates. Not to mention that he would rob the refrigerator and steal all my candies. Daylight robbery. Dang that ass.

I do eat candies, once in a while, not too often. Eating sweet stuffs make your brains happy. And it releases endorphines (happy hormones). Well, I used to have a sweet tooth, but not really at the moment. I seem to have an aversion towards overly-sweet stuffs (chocolates are exceptional). I detest pineapples and raisins. Yeah, I'm weird/peculiar/special. Besides, if I were to eat those candies on a daily basis, all my teeth would have gone rotten now and I would probably be wearing dentures. Or possibly. I wouldn't even be here, typing, due to the fact that I have Diabetes and my pancreas are dead. Even insulin injections wouldn't help. Well, touch wood.

Japanese KitKats are obviously better than ours. We only have 3 miserable flavours, which is the original flavour, the cheese lemon flavour and the cappuccino flavour. There are so many kind of exotic flavours of KitKats in Japan. Limited edition ones as well. Pumpkin flavoured.. Green tea flavoured. Red bean flavoured. Fruity flavoured. It tastes much better than what we have here in country. Honestly.

I always wished that I had the free time to do clay, well, salt dough to be exact. Then, I could possible mould it into whatever I design I like. I reckon it would be fun ^_^. But my oven... sheesh. Hope it is still alive. And it'd better function properly. Or else I would throw it away.

Wait, oh no. I can't do that. My mom would kill me of I ever laid my finger on her cooking utensils. And one thing, I wouldn't be able to enjoy the cake and cookies she bakes for me and my family. Oh well..

Let's get mundane :)

Carnival was..... okay. The previous years were better in my opinion. And Ivan and I certainly had fun dipping the fruits in chocolate fondue and getting ourselves smeared in chocolate. There was an incident, where the plastic bag had a big hole and the chocolate was leaking. We just guffawed. Guffawed. And guffawed.

I felt embarrassed. Andrea...! She dedicated a song to me, okay, she is indeed a good friend of mine, I thought, initially. And the message was...

'YOU'RE MAD!!!!'

Those who know me were practically staring (not exactly) at me. And laughed. And I laughed too. Something to cover my humiliation heh.. So,

An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth. And I dedicated a message to her as well, I wrote her full name while she did not, so that people would recognize her. Nah, she's famous enough anyway. This was what I told her,

'Don't always sleep in class. Do your homework laa...'

IN PUBLIC! How cool is that. True enough, she finally got a taste of her own medicine. I blurted one of her darkest secrets. She had a red face. And it was fun to see her embarrassed.

Okay, jokes aside.

Anyway I feel stuffed today. I had Dunkin Donuts (it was strawberry flavoured!), fried ice-cream (bread fried with a little bit of breadcrumbs, and there is ice cream inside. It is hot in the outside and cold in the inside), Japanese tofu fa, chocolate cake, tomyam fishballs, pizza, sparkling juice, cheesy wedges, ribena lemonade and the list goes on. So much to eat, yeah, I think I could even feed 100 malnourished children.

Let's get back to serious stuffs :)

Nothing significant anyway. I went for an interview yesterday for LPS. And it was a confidence booster for me. Initially, my heart was thumping for 10000 times per minute. And I walked gingerly into the room. Well, nothing scary. I sat in the middle, surrounded by seniors and they interrogated me. Interviews are good. In my opinion, I feel that it is a good way to expose yourself.

There is a fine line between arrogance and confidence. Some people may look at it at a different perspective. And people often misunderstand about it. Confidence is like vitamin. It is good when you consume moderately. But it is detrimental to your health if you consume too much.

I am not opting for a high post, because there are other people out there who are far more capable than me. I reckon that I'll be getting post that doesn't require much work. Then, I can slack more! :)

It seems like our roads only intertwine ever so slightly, and then your existence starts to fade, fade, and fade away...until you remain nothing but a spec in the realm of someone else's vast memories, dusted off as if you never existed.

Gotta finish my English essay right now. Rushing for time at the moment D:

The worldly ways. I've recently found out that I'm deeply influenced by the worldly ways. I've began to do the things which I am not suppose to do. Where did my conscience go? What did I do.. till I lost my track? It's probably too late to undo the mistakes. I never learn from my mistakes. The saying 'once bitten twice shy' somehow does not apply to me. I wonder when I will be mature enough to think wisely and not to repeat the same old mistakes again. I've come to realize that I am quite a materialistic person. I seem to be green of envy of people who are considered much more lucky than me. I always wanted to be in their place, but I know it will never happen. It would probably happen, but maybe in 10 years time. I am rather impatient person, and therefore I do not have the patience to wait for something which I don't think will ever happen to me. I've always believed in faith, but I've learned to be realistic as well. Whenever I harbour some hope on something, it will only end with disappointment. Disappointment is like a slap on the face. It smacks, real hard. Nobody likes to be spanked at all.

Hitherto I feel like I'm just hanging on, clinging on a rope. So many thoughts are swimming in my head. I can't wait any longer. But whenever I taste something which I like, I can never be satisfied with it. I ask for more, and that is greed. Greed can make everything fall apart. And that is when my hopes were too high till I was doomed to disappointments. A couple of letdowns is able to kill me. And I certainly don't want to be labelled as a failure. I've always wanted to be the best and achieve better than others. But it is easier said than done. Perhaps I was too lazy or perhaps I was impotent, and soon I had stupid delusions that told me to just wait, and everything will fall back into place. If you don't start working, you're never going to achieve what you want. Not even in a million years. And I am so gullible to believe the fact that everything will be okay and I don't need to do anything.

It's time to be realistic. The worldly ways isn't God's plan. And why I am being pulled to follow the worldly way. I ponder, ponder and ponder. Perhaps the worldly ways does fulfil my selfish desires. If I ever got all the things I wanted, I would have gone astray from Him. The desideratum of what I longed for was money and power. The less I received, I more I wanted. This is our human nature. We're imperfect after all. Ironic it may seem, because I often advise my friends about life, relationships and yet I cannot handle it myself. I never wanted to be ostracized by other people. I never wanted to be a desolate figure, standing in darkness. I didn't want to be a social pariah. I wanted to be highly looked up on, and so, I tried too hard. There were moments where I felt like I was sabotaging my own efforts and my life was in jeopardy. Besides, I have always been narcissistic that I tend to look down on others. I was wrong. I was being judgemental to practically everyone around me. When jealousy engulfs me, words come out like poison thorns.

Pride. I always take pride in everything I do. Some people regard me as arrogant because at times I am over-confident. The higher hopes you put on something, the higher disappointment you get. They say that pride comes before a fall. I agree to it because I can relate to that. It is saddening, yeah, but I've learned to learn from my mistakes. If I was younger, I console myself by denying my own mistakes. I would lick my own wound. Then, I would be living in denial. Albeit I despise situations like these, this is life. The journey of life is.. this. You have to face it no matter what. Predicaments like these make you stronger. The more hardships you face, the more mature you get. It helps you to move on to another stage of life, where you're able to differentiate between what's right and what's wrong. Like what Rodimus Prime aka Hot Rod said, Experience is the benchmark of maturity.

So, to sum everything up, I am trying not to follow the worldly ways. It will not dominate my life. I've made my final decision =) I pray that everything will be fine.

When you're depressed, just suck it up and smile :) You never know who will be falling in love with your smile :)

I loathe July, and I know July is going to be a long one. Don't take heed of what I'm saying here, July lovers.

I'm conceited. I'm lazy. I tend to be a little too nasty at times.

Profanity - Leveled up.

Not looking good. Sheeeetz la.

I heart transformers. It smelled pretty awesome.

Transform, autobots, ROLLOUT! Okay, I shall cut the crap. Blahs.

It feels weird to type in this kind of format. But I like it, somehow :D