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I am excited about today which must be why I sprung up to see it start. & I love it so that I'll be here when it ends. & I love it so much that I'll scribble lines on top of one another until they stack up to form a landscape of bricks, a fort made of Times font & 12 point type, a shelter to memories in an emergency exit row on this flight of the mind. Yesterday, a sequel to the series Lizzie McGuire was announced to be in pre-production. It was revealed at the Disney D23 Expo by none other than Hilary Duff herself, who played the titular character, Elizabeth McGuire, in the hugely successful teenage television series which ran from 2001-2004, in which time spawned a movie which I’m not afraid to admit to watching a million times back in the day, & shaped me into the man I am today. This is what dreams are made of. We’ve talked about this before, the market these days is catered to the people of my age & Disney is taking full advantage of the power of nostal...

The Lion King returned to theaters last week in the form of a live action remake. Even with a star studded cast, I was ambivalent. I walked into the hall uncertain if it would top the original or not. After leaving my seat 120 minutes later, all doubts were effectively eradicated. As we left the silver screen, I know, no one calls it that anymore, but I quite like the old-fashioned term, I started discussing the movie with the people I was watching it with. To my surprise, they hadn’t watched the original. I was shocked like a raccoon in an electric chair. It’s not like they’re very much younger than me, we’re only a few years apart. So at the time of writing, I was already rethinking our relationships & reconsidering my friendship standards. I have no idea how many times I watched the original Lion King while in kindergarten. It almost seems like i would insert the tape into my vhs player every single day right after coming back from school. What’s odd is that sometimes we’d even ...

Imagine if instead of hair, money grew on my back. Other possible opening sentences for today’s entry: Late to bed & late to wake will keep you long on money & short on mistakes. So often are we guided by our immediate needs. Don't be a slave to money. WIFE: “Why do you always waste money on useless things?” ME: [scraping the S & H off the side of the secondhand School Bus I bought on Carousell] “Maybe useless to you, Karen, you uncool rapscallion.” Why do people save? It’s elementary. Anything that is rare or requires a lot of work to get but can be gone quickly falls under this category called Too Awesome To Use. It’s a gaming terminology. In RPG games, if an item is useful, wonderful, awesome, & practical, you’re probably never going to use it, & it’s going to end up sitting safe & sound in your inventory until the very end. The reason is because you’re afraid to waste such a valuable treasure, & will be waiting for that one, best opportunity to use i...

The weight of all that remains unspoken between us pins us like butterflies against the cold side of the dark moon. The sun watches what I do, but the moon knows all my secrets. At the beach tonight I considered wading in the blue black depths to drift into the dark. Then I saw a dead fish & got all skeezed out. I’m a vegetarian mostly, which is surprising to some. On occasion I will have fish. But it has to be a specific fish. It needs to be salmon. It’s got to be wild salmon. & it has to be caught in the reservoir in the island of Delusionland. & it has to be bird caught. By a particular kind of bird, the carrier pigeon. & not just any carrier pigeon, the unique one that I yelled at on August 11 2016 for saying I was an idiot when I told it I once saw a neat birdhouse so I paid rent to the owner to wear it as a waterproof helmet. & it needs to be caught with its feet, not in its mouth, not with a fishing pole. These are my terms. I tried to accept fish from some b...

Not many people know this about me, but I rooted for Thanos in Infinity War. I mean if I had that kind of power, I’d do the same except everyone would be gone instead of just half the population. Just start looking around you, & all you see are people the world would be better off without. At least 80% of the people I’ve met are extremely belligerent, asinine, disagreeable & objectionable. I’ll be honest, I spend a lot of time staring at people, wondering why they aren't different, better people. If the act of murder deserves punishment, then not committing it deserves a reward. I should get a parade for all the people I have spared over the past twenty years. Humans are captivated by the physical realm & that's just a real shame. I can’t comprehend why doing the right thing out of principle often leaves you alone, while people who deserve emptiness get to have a rich, happy life. Humans are just trash! They believe you when you say there are four billion stars in s...

I think we missed our opportunity in life. I feel that had I been a little bit more sane back in the day, then you & I would have been close friends. I’m a loner. I don’t mind company, but I’d rather spend my time being left alone with my my own thoughts & imagine what couldn’t be. Reality is dull. Being a loner becomes its own art form overtime. The silence, your only escape. The silence can be so stimulating. Yeaa I’ve read too much existential philosophy to ever feel okay again. But I’ve said this before, you can be alone but not lonely. Lonely is nothing I've ever known. There are certain kind of people who lament the fact that they don’t have close friends but yet don’t do anything to create close friendships. I’m like that. If you came over to my house, I’d say ‘great they’re coming over’ & then I would find myself about a half an hour in wishing you would leave. I simply get sick of people after 10 minutes. I wish I had a stronger attachment to life. I could then...

Apparently it is my destiny to remember every single thing everyone’s ever said to me but forget why I walked into a room. Is it true that writers remember everything people tell them? Because I do & I always wonder why they lie so much. I know, I’m not exactly a real writer, & if I were I’d be the absolute worst, but I do have a habit of storing trivial information in my head involuntarily. Is it really too much to ask for, to keep track of your lies to me? It’s really a lot of work to keep reminding you that the current version of your story doesn’t check out at all. So please, lie responsibly. I couldn’t care less if every word that comes out of your mouth is a lie, just try not to forget any of them. Don’t make me act all oblivious all the time. It burns calories. & it’s calories that I can’t afford to lose, not in such a lame manner. So why don’t I care about people lying to me, you ask? Well for one, their lies don’t affect me. I don’t listen to someone & then giv...

The rain outside my window made me wonder if this monsoon season is the worst we’ve had ever. I blinked toward the heavy droplets spilling through the window. I quickly slid it shut. I loved it, but I couldn’t let the electrical circuits in my room get wet. 8 in the morning, cocooning with a blanket inside the potential of nothing to be & nowhere to go. What happened in America, the polar vortex, was just devastating. I wonder how I would react to something like that. I mean, being so close to the action. I mentioned before in past journals that I’m rarely affected by natural disasters. This is still true. Though I am trying to put myself into a frame of mind of actually being there & considering what must be done. I was happier when i was sadder about different things. It’s been especially windy here the past few weeks. This isn’t normal, not in Singapore it ain’t. At times, it felt like a sudden gust of wind might just buffet my whole body & blow me away to an alternate r...