Sunday, September 29, 2013

confessions of a warwrick

We're drinking by the tavern,
a yet again victory with my fellow mates

"My grizzly fur that brushes against the wind,
when i'm chasing down in the league,
fearless, as they claim.
but stupidity bought me nothing but shame.

The cursed concoction conjured by my brother,
only made me look unlike no other,
that missing ingredient that i seek,
the heart of a celestial being completes the trick

Trekking down from shadow isles,
the silver i'd gotten with the help of elves,
trapping down the dire wolf,
from which it fangs that i cut loose,
left the hearts of the celestial beings
my eyes was almost beaming

chasing down the child of the stars
in it's heart i would put it in my silver jar
silenced by the child and drove away,
fuming with anger and exhilarating dismay

i clenched my fist and demanded the potion,
The Chemist looked and me and then to his unfinished concoction,
moving towards him, i'd unleash my beast from within,
grabbing the potion and taking it all in
i felt the immerse heat & fell onto the floor
i know i wasn't human anymore...

Back on my feet, after my baneful treat
I looked at the petrified chemist, sighed and retreat
As guilty i know he is, it's rage who consumed me
Silenced, just like a fleeting dream

Ready to take down anyone who stands between me,
i even took down the innocent manatee
Trekking down the heart of the beast, 
There, i sharpens my claws and prepare for the feast..."

Another round please ask the Blood Hunter,
clinging beer and lowering into a whisper, 
i heard, there's another celestial being in runeterra, isn't it?
amongst the table he ask.
Yes said the Spirit Walker, and all hushed within

"Ao Shin.."



Thursday, September 26, 2013

the support

i looked lazily at my watch while my other hand stirred the summoning orb in my pocket.
C & I walked out of the summoner's room and slumped right onto the couch in the lobby.
It was the wee hours in the morning, and the institute of war is still alive, maybe alittle less.

there're stories of people who lost their souls in the league,
people who go into endless game, trying to seek power from the cup,
my heated hands from all the summoning,

"10 over games today, what have we done?'

---

i walked out to the river,
no longer were the sound of the hooves makes my blood gush anymore.
the hooved entity that ride with me, trampling everyone else.

there wasn't any hesitation when i bought her with my influence point.
the familiar beep when you unlocked a right to use the champion.
i bought her right into the big games,
tidal waves that scorn foes,
little did i know my league story would have this little twist.

a support,
vision, protect, engage,
map dominance is my thing as i protect the objectives.
a tedious job, i would say.
i never see this coming.

i made many new friends
the little girl who plays with butterflies,
and the chain warden who's obsessed with souls

---

i'm at the river when i looked her in the eyes.
her half body surfacing at the water shines as the moonlight fell into her.

her story isn't at all complete, just as mine.
searching for the moonstone, she is very much stuck in the league, while waiting for answers.
maybe that's how our fate entwined.

"good night" she whispered,
moving closer to me i felt her ice cold lips touched my forehead
and she moved back and smiled..
i felt myself floating into oblivion as a bubble materialized,

i floated & i watched one last time as the scaly figure flipped,
dive head into the calm waters.
as her tail submerged, i fall onto the ground as the bubble popped.

we'll meet again.

Thursday, September 19, 2013

Peopl3: worker bees

The worker bees in our little commune,
Everyone is just a slave for one another.
It all goes in a circle. And yet, all still bows down to the grim reaper.
when they would be sleeping 5ft under.

Volume 3: Worker Bees


A plump size lady, earphones plugged in, oblivious to the outside world as she squeeze herself into the bus every morning.
Ignoring the scorns and leers of the other people, she shove her enormous self up into the bus, whilst eyes glued into her minature tv holding by her giant hands.
There she go, numbing herself for months. She know she wasn't born pretty and she'd already learn to numb herself in many ways since young,
no thaunts and leers could get through her ears while she lived in her happy world.
Commiting herself to this daily routine, working in the backlines, oblivious to politics, she likes things in order, in control.
Simplicity, Single, Happy.

---

His sling bag slides lazily as he walks, newspaper held between his armpits, fingers pressing violently on the buttons of the controls as he's trying to beat his new highscore.
Who would have known his existence? He quietly sneak into a seat on the bus and just played on.
Not a social butterfly since young, he always envy those who stands out.
But never did, not when his brighter sister is in the spotlight amongst his family.

---

Hair combed back, suave, he could pass off as a model. His eyes could charmed you and guys swarm to him listening to his "bed"-time stories. He had a scandal with almost any other female in the office and the female boss loves him.
Charming eyes, narcissistic smiles, he spends most of his time in social media than work, yet it's his face that gives him credit for. His ill gotten promotion started tongues wagging behind his back, so is his crazy party life. Girls threw themselves onto him, and he threw them off after using them. After a crazy day at work, there he was, only with his solitude in his elevator on his way home.

---

He woke up on the dot everyday, preparing himself, making sure he didn't miss out anything before he hastily left the house. Why is he always late even when he set the alarm up early?
A typical JC-uni graduate, he spent most of his lives facing books, rather than talking to people.
The marks wars taught him how to go solo, and little did he realize, that socializing is just as important as studying. He would missed out every one meeting from his old friends, and confine himself in the comforts of his room, mugging aggressively, as if building stockpile for the war.
And yet as prepare he was, he was unprepared during the many interviews.
It was only one company that took him in, offering a measly 1.7k for his degree, yet he have no choice but to take it anyway. Yet he was given tons of work, and ad hoc errands.
It's always so difficult to please his boss.
Didn't father and mother say all will be well if we get good grades?
Why school didn't teach us how to please the boss?

---

Shaking her legs on a high stool whilst watching her favourite movie on funshion, you could definitely felt her annoyance in her "WHAT?" when u asked her a question. Sitting by the push cart, watching shows just so time can pass faster. With just an o level cert and an abortion experience under her belt, there's nothing much less she can do besides posting cleavage photos in her instagram. Her tribal rose tattoo engraved behind her back after her first serious boyfriend left her gave her nothing but pain. Moving on, the guys she met are all jerks, and yet she fall for the same trick, again and again, until her recent abortion.
Yet she seek comfort from the rose, strong, sturdy, protecting itself from outsiders with her little thorns.
Who would know of her stories?

---

"Bye!" He wave goodbye to his fellow cliques before departing. He just can't wait to get home to catch the latest episode of one piece. Opening his manga app the moment he's alone, he continue from where he'd left off in his manga. Working in the IT sector, he was cut off from feminine contact right after his poly days, much less in Army which comes right after that. After nicking 5 years off and working in the it sector, he faces the least human contact and only interacts with gadgets and such. His little tech buddies are much less the same and it's always talks about anime, games or the upcoming geek movies that's going to be up.

Back into his room after work, with his babe posters staring back at him, he heaved a sigh, not knowing how else to get out of his life.

---

She woke up every morning, before lazing in bed with alittle snooze boost before dragging herself out of bed. Work yet again. The women in the mirror gave her strength, when she looked at herself, dolling up, carefully planting her make up. She could easily sneak into the bunches of typical OLs, yet not one knows how hard she work everyday. Entertaining clients, entertaining bosses, putting bread on the table. It's alittle too young to be talking about money, but as the eldest of the lot, she chose to give up her uni dreams so as to gel the household.

Alone, she felt. Distant, from her boyfriend. The long relationship falter as they were worlds apart. Plunging into self sabotage, he is as just as helpless as she herself is. Like they're between a glass wall. Yet, their hands connect in between the panels, smiling to each other.

"i love you.." he whispered,
"& i always will" he said, as tears stream down his face.

her other hand clenched tightly, hating how destiny have woven.. yet, unregretful for the beautiful love.

---

the baby's cries sounded like a siren amongst the house. She woke up with a jolt, not even glacing at the clock which shows 4am before tending to the baby. It was before she know it, when her actual 5.30 alarm sounded. Her husband still sleeping soundly opened his eyes lazily before dragging his feet up. As if on auto pilot after the usual morning greetings, the couple shuffled their feet, as if in sync, with each tending to their own business, not even crossing the each other's path. This smooth transition brings them back to the dining table when they have their dinner the night before. A simple french toast with eggs, he held the bread while position himself to face the TV, when it beamed to live, showing channel news asia.

***

the door bell rings-

"here comes the baby sitter" he said as she did his tie and he tided up her clothes, & clipped her hair. They looked at each other deep in the eyes when the knocking broke off their eye contact.
It's time to wake up.

---

He closed his eyes in annoyance when he heard that familiar beep just as he drove pass the ERP. It seems like the ERP would never miss him out. He clenched tightly onto his steering wheels in frustration as he was reminded to top up his cash card by the card reader.
"top up again, how dare they?" yet he can do nothing about it.
Helpless, bounded by the income ceiling, he could no longer get out of the middle class household.
His heavy bank loan in his 4-room flat took a huge toll on him and he could not think of any practical idea than to work his ass off.

He opened his letter box, and cursed again as he draw out the usual telco bills.

The kids turned up their head to the familiar faces when they head the metal door cranked open.
Running up to her father, she exclaimed "Papa wo jin tian de ting xie na yi bai fen! ni jiang yao mai wan ju gei wo de!"

"oh, fuck me."

---

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

help


it'd been ages since i'd been here and there're tons of things that i would actually like to share with everyone here,
Such as the impressive upcoming GTA 5 that have been hitting the roof,
the end of season 3 rewards in the league of legends,

and afew others which might have slipped off my mind.

I badly need to get out,
some fresh air,
anything,
people watching again..

Friday, September 6, 2013

aftershock

i badly have to write now.
and i'm certainly,
almost certain that i'm not in the right state of my mind now.

dazed?
stoned?
which is a better word?

i couldn't tap into my brain to make a choice.
maybe because i'd never made any life changing decision,
or maybe i'm just being indecisive.
i dont know where to go anymore

the fear we all had,
where no amount of courage could overcome the feeling of the unknown.
it'll engulf us.
all in one piece.
i'm prepare to dive,

i know things can never be the same again.

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Ambition

I'm wide awake.
Must be the kopi.
What comes came so suddenly that it took me off my feet.
But yesterday, I smiled to myself as I was walking down. A wide grin, the widest grin yet.
It was uncontrollable you know.
Always when I said, I couldn't feel the kick yet.
I'm not that kind who bully xin jiao with senority if you know :3
Anyways this tradition is just like some harmless school hazing.
It came so fast that made me felt lost actually. Where I would actually want to go.
Funny when you said it. Its like you know what you don't want however you dont know what you want.
Elimination method doesn't work, because there're still chunks of 'dont knows' you have to filter through.
My brain started pulling itself together. And my engine started running. Gears locking together spinning away the dust that settled in. A job, I need a job. An ambition perharps. No doubt, a goal.
I remembered once when I'm young, when we all have to stand up to tell our class about our ambition. Everyone had theirs; astronaut, teacher, policeman, chef, fireman. But when it was my turn to call, i stood up, taking only a deep breathe when I look deep into my teacher's eyes and asked, "what's the top paying job in the world? Then that'll be my job"
"A lawyer.." she replied. My class awed by the conversation that had transpire then.
"Then I will be a lawyer"
"You sure?"
"Yes!"
"You have to wear some ugly maggie mee wig on ur head"
"I don't mind as long as I'm rich"
"Then a lawyer you shall be"



=this post was written 2 days ago=
=i was interrupted by an event that crumbles the skies upon me before i know it=




Sunday, September 1, 2013

helpless

helpess.

i just want this week to pass.
without any worries,
without any hiccups,
i just want to be free...
again.

i badly want this to come,
&i wont look back.