The very tired, very blur vampire and the grunge-gypsy-hip-hop lass he captured in his big-blue vehicle... 

The Vampire and the Vampiress... Excuse the dust on my neck and shoulder... *ahem* 

Daphne and Me outside the War Museum... so tired at the end of it... 

Me in another tunnel... This was at ground level though, the entrance and exit were so close to each other, what was the point of having them i wonder.. 

A 10-pound bomb... It's still 'live', so don't drop it!!  

Me and an AA gun used to shoot down fighter pilots in WW2...  

One of the guys climbing up the ladder... 

The place we exit to from the ladder... 

Daphne and Me at the 30-metre down bunker... We had to crawl through the hole behind her and climb straight up a ladder to reach the surface... Dirty, claustrophobic, messy stuff... 

Don't ask... 

Me in the underground tunnel at the War Museum... had to crouch and walk through the whole length of it... 

Me waiting for all to come out of the Aquarum, credit to Daphne for the angle of the shot.. 

Daphne and Me at the back portion of the Penang Aquarium... nice place to sit and chill and talk.. 

Daphne and Me at the Penang Aquarium... 

A turtle swimming in the water at the Penang Aquarium 

Creativity and Me

Creativity... what is it? Through the years, we're led to believe that it's a trait one is blessed with, giving him/her the uncanny ability to express oneself on demand, I'm beginning to think the difference between the "creative" ones and the rest of us is simply having means of recording the ideas when the flash of inspiration hits us. Of course even the dimmest bulb out there has his/her moments, but i'm talking about long term creativity, not an isolated examination, one hit wonder writers... I read a real-life story by one of my favorite authors, in which he expresses a similar thought, saying that when one gets an idea for a story, it should be written down immediately lest it be forgotten. Hmm, what's with the English there... "lest" hmmph...
Anyway, so recently i've taken to keeping a notebook with me at most times, there's one in my car, as i spend so much time in there, there's one on my desk, the only one i've written in so far.. But i've managed to forget 2 ideas already, can't quite remember what they were, damn.. I know a number of you have blogs where you post straight away when you get ideas of what to write, or do you write it on paper first, then blog later? What you guys think?
ciao for now

Air Guitar...

My latest compilation sweeps my feet from under me. Well, not all of it, just some of the songs in there, the rest is filler. Right now, I've got Corazon Espinado playing (on repeat) in my car CD player. Like Frasier and Niles do with violins and Mr. Botibol and Ms. Whats-her-name do with a full orchestra(refer to Roald Dahl's short story "Mr. Botibol"), I started imagining i myself as a guitarist... with the tiniest of shoulder shrinks, putting all my feeling into making that "guitar" in my arms wail, just as Carlos (Santana) does in that song. All the while waiting for the traffic light next to CGL to turn green. I wonder what was going through the mind of the tudung-ed girl in the school bus next to me when she saw me going once through the song. Yikes. I find my fingers moving to the chords and solos out of my control when i hear the song.. It continued even when i was driving.. you'd see little back-and-forth movements of my wheels if you watched closely enough... the bottom part of the steering wheel acting as the neck of a guitar... the imaginary pick between my right thumb and index finger... get out of the way of that car there, scrape my pick up the B string... aah...

Makin a song...

Forgot to say.. I'm attempting song writing, now i'm writing a rap with G-Unit's vocals in mind.. the title is Gangsta Love(I's You Kevlar).

"Lol, lame...," you say... just you wait... Imma make it big someday, and imma take my rep to the 'hood... just you wait...

Bowling...

Some of you know this, i've joined the IPG bowling tournament in Singles and Doubles(with bubu =P), and totally sucked during the first practice.. got scores below 90... not up to my usual standard, any one of my cousins can vouch for that. I was so filled with disbelief, that i went to Jayabowl in Midlands by myself to build up my self confidence again, and i did well!! well, not the best i've played, but at least somewhere in the vicinity of my average scores... I seem to start well, standard of play drops as the game goes on, i'm prob not used to playing as much as i used to... these are the cumulative scores.. figure out the pinfalls for yourself...

Game 1: 20-40-60-79-88-95-103-111-118-134

Game 2: 18-26-35-52-59-67-75-75-84-102

Yes, dear friends... in game 2 i managed to get a double gutterball, i was trying to acheive a spinball into the 1-3 pocket and failed miserably..

My wrist isn't as strong as it used to be.. I used a 10 ball, and my wrist was aching midway into the 2nd game.. I'm thinking of getting a wrist guard, like the ones pros use, but i can just imagine Daphne shouting "Copycat!!" in my face...

Anyway.. that's all bowling news from me for now, i'll be going for another practice sometime, will update my scores here.. =D