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YOG Workforce Appreciation Party@Universal Studios Singapore

As a sign of appreciation and to appease the volunteer workforce who had sacrificed their time and delicate palate during the Games, the organising committee has thrown in another chunk of expenses into the miscellaneous account of the controversial budget. I’m not complaining since I pay my taxes and let the CPF transfer a fifth of my measly income to oblivion. It would be perfect if the party was held on a weekend but I guess it might have been much cheaper to book the amusement park on weekday night.

I met the fellow volunteer LY at the iconic Universal Studios fountain after an eventful 1 hr of waiting for a bus that operates on weekends only. I was really excited and memories of Tokyo Disneyland raised my expectations. In reality, it was more like Genting Highlands on an island. Starving, we settled for American burgers at the nearest feeding ground, Mel’s Diner. The burgers were lip-smackingly good and juicy. After we had our fill, we headed to the streets where we saw people in purple polo shirts and a lone Charlie Chaplin. Where’s Betty Boop or Shrek?! For Chrissakes you could at least give us Merly and Lyo…

The best rides were the ones that made both of us scream our lungs out. The one that tops the decibel meter would have to be the Revenge of the Mummy attraction. It really felt like we were in the set of the movie with its towering mock statues of Anubis and other Egyptian deities and flaming torches. The queue stretched through endless winding passageways and it didn’t seem quite worth a 20 min wait for a 2 min ride. The sudden backward jerks, dips, scorching flames and hair-raising speeds made up for it.

The next one was in Farfaraway where we are treated to a 4D movie experience. We screamed when Donkey sneezed and we felt a wet spray onto our faces. The third one would have to be Jurassic Park’s Pteradactyl flight ride where our legs are left dangling in the air as we are swung around. As the carriage climbed up to the air and ready to swing to the right, we heard the guy who is facing the front swear the F-word. That’s our cue to scream and hold onto dear life. Perhaps its a blessing in disguise to sit facing backwards and not knowing where we are heading…

In 3 hours, we covered almost 80% of the attractions. By the time we got to the entrance, it was clogged by a sea of purple. The volunteers were queueing to receive the goodie bags which contains a towel, memorial CD, brochures, a pin badge, a Universal Studios key chain and a pen. By the time we got our goodie bags, the last train had left and we had no choice but to head to the taxi stand to queue some more. The good thing is there is a snaking line of taxis queueing to get in too.

I have nothing much to complain about since it’s free and I had an enjoyable time with my fellow volunteer. If I’d paid S$75 to get in, my response and choice of words would be totally different. I’m sure you know what I mean.

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(R-21) Chinese Mid Autumn Festival 2010 at Clarke Quay

The Chinese Mid Autumn Festival, 中秋節 in Chinese, is a time where families gather to savour mooncakes and watch their children burn paper lanterns and ants. Well, that was how my childhood was. Making candle wax cakes and a bonfire out of litter was a memorable feature too (^p^)
Thanks to Singapore being such a FINE city, the younger generation make do with multi-colored torches and china-made plastic lanterns. That put the fire out of the Mid-Autumn festivities until now…

Pig blowing a towering Dragon rod?! That thick orange tower surely resembles what I wasn’t born with.
Along the fetid riverbanks of Clarke Quay, we found colossal lanterns depicting the 12 zodiac animals. Ying san and I were quite bewildered. It felt as if we had stumbled into the twisted forests of Happy Tree Friends. Instead of blood and gore, this is all about adult matters.
Let’s take Monkey for instance, why is there a long, curling appendage sticking out at the front?

Oh, and thanks for directing everybody’s gaze to the characters crotches. It sure helps to train us to look at more important things in (making) life. Everyone knows what a ‘cock’ is. Whether English (cock), Chinese(鸡), Spanish (Polla) etc. Is there a need to label it?

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Someone’s getting married and I’m invited!

My dear vegan friend Radeeca is back from the US for a short visit.

And she has the most wonderful news for me. Well, anyone can see from the title what it is. Yes! Yes! YES! She’s getting married this year! Finally, it’s official and I’m so happy and excited for her. Now I’ve got 3 weddings to attend! Yippee!!!

Where else to chow but our favourite stylish vegetarian hang out, Delivege? Watching her pore over the menu excitedly, I knew she’s just craving to try everything (…perhaps the same with her brainy spouse after her wedding. Heeheehee.) We ordered a cauldron of laksa (ok, I’m exaggerating but it’s really huge for a person!) and 2 food items which doesn’t appear in the menu.

She told me the details of how DeleteTouchTomatoes in the US put people from the bench and onto the streets during dinner. I’m just glad she’s finally found the perfect job in a perfect location. I’d love to go ogle at surfer dudes when I do get to visit her and her soon-to-be hubby in the US.

We chatted on other topics and really, she’s the first person whom I can speak comfortably on topics which can give our parents a seizure if they knew. I told her about my nocturnal doodling orgies in paintchatrooms and she rhetorically wondered whether it’s the same as cybersex. www Well, seems like she’s going to be the first one to do ‘everything’. On a positive side, I could consult her anytime when I finally find the right person to do ‘everything’ with. I’ve decided to get a useful manual for doing everything as a wedding present.

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Soul Eater (anime)ご苦労様でした!

The Souleater anime began in April 2008 to celebrate the 10th anniversary of Bones Studio. Bones has earned a place in the industry for producing high quality anime with works such as Sword of the Stranger, Full-Metal Alchemist and Wolf’s Rain.
I’ve just finished the 51th episode. The final episode of Soul Eater series.

It was a wonderful anime series. I enjoyed it very much and it’s characters are absolutely lovable, especially Death.the.Kid with his obssessive compulsive disorder and the irritating white creature called Excalibur (うぜぇ).
The main character is Maka Albarn, the meister of Soul Eater Evans, a demon scythe. Other characters include Death the Kid and his twin guns, the Thompson sisters, Black Star and his ninja weapon, Tsubaki, Shinigami, Professor Stein and Mifune the sword samurai.
They are an adorable lot, with quirks and an innocent, almost child-like quality in them.
Excalibur’s ‘Bakame!’ in Koyasu Takehito’s voice is especially endearing… www

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Mid-March 2009 (ホワイトデーおめでとう)

To all lovers, friends and narcissists, may love blossom in thy hearts everlasting for others and more importantly, for thyself. Happy (belated) White Day!

Who is afraid of being single? I’ve never really gave much thought about my status of singlehood except worry about dying a virgin. In a world where we can buy sensory pleasures or even enjoy them for free (…with google, pron becomes so accessible), somehow the prospect of marriage has paled to a mere contract to share assets ($, HDB flat, kids) and liabilities (erm, kids?) and oh, definitely the expenses must be apportioned. Well, that’s a cynical, biased and cataclysmic view on marriage and I bonk myself for that.
Anyway, I started giving this a little thought when my Japanese language instructor, Night sensei, expressed her desire to get hitched. She’s in her late twenties, pretty, has no interest in IT and always cheerfully correcting our mistakes. Whenever we come across an example where the character is making a marriage proposal or is going on a date, she’ll remind us of her marital status. I sense a perfectionist and an urgency in her and it’s making me a wee bit anxious.
Who doesn’t count the years of singlehood like a prison inmate waiting to be freed by her prince charming (… I suppose)? That incessant ticking of the biological clock.
Try looking at it with another perspective. Count down the days of singlehood when one can still dream of so many possibilities of life and love, to be loved and cared by one’s family before marriage to another person. After that, one will have to enter his own little world where he’ll learn to love and care for the spouse (and kids, if any) and think of nothing more. Of course some people decide to jump ship which leaves alot of mess in their own lives, not to mention the collateral emotional damage done to the people around them. Aaah~ Only a selfish and cowardly bastard like me can hold a narrow view such as this. Or make that a jaded Romantic addicted to BL material.

*ファック!真殿光昭(Madono Mitsuaki), who voiced Bleach’s Kon, has voiced acted in a few BL drama CDs. When I heard his voice as the uke character, 月心(Gesshin), in 月と茉莉花(Tsuki to Matsurika) I thought they’ve got the voice actor’s name wrong in the cast list. Switching between the sex scene to Madono san’s version of Cutie Honey theme song nearly gave me a stroke. The contrast was too much to handle. ><

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Chinese New Year 2009

Soft, chewy coloured rice balls in sweet ginger soup. Yum!

Tang Yuan (Rice balls): Soft, chewy coloured rice balls in sweet ginger soup. Yum!

Gong xi fa cai. Sigh, angpow collections fell drastically this year in tandem with the bleak economic environment. (More reason not to get married.Snort.)

After another hellish week of SadisticMentalBattery, the 1st day of Chinese new year (25th Jan)is a real godsend. Finally, the day has come for me to rest my tired body and heal my battered mind. What better way to put the trauma behind me temporarily than to take a trip to Malaysia?

Like last year, my brother and I gorged ourselves silly, played with dogs, slept like pigs in the afternoon and stayed up till 3am watching TV (or Stephen Chow videos) or gambling with our cousins. At my cousins’ and grandma’s place, I consumed:

Chicken and mutton satay (forgot the no. of sticks) with 3 cubes of soft, fragrant ketupat rice.
Sambal chicken, mutton rendang in fluffy briyani rice.
A handful of fried beancurd fritters wrapped in crisp seaweed (approx. 120g)
2 pieces of pineapple tarts. (at home, I can consume half a jar)
A handful of spice-coated almonds with shells intact (approx. 100g)
A piece of mayonaise flavored cracker which is made by swirling the white batter in hot oil.
2 pieces of sweet cracker with bits of sesame. The sweet batter is poured into a steel mold which is lowered into the hot oil for frying.
1 bag of prawn (kerepuk) crackers.
A bar of rice puffs coated in syrup.
4 pieces of kueh bangkit. Powdery coconut cookies which melts in your mouth.
1 piece of green bean cookie.
1 piece of mocha chocolate.
5 crispy rolls of love letters.
1 handful of charcoal coated peanuts.
Miscellaneous candies and jellies.
2 pieces of kueh bahlu, asian version of madeleines.
A bowl of tang yuan aka glutinous rice dumplings in ginger soup.
1 whole passion fruit.

I thought I could store enough fats and calories in my body to survive the peak period but oh, the irony! My body went into full detoxification mode. I had to run to the toilet 12 times from 8pm in the evening to the next morning. I shat so much till my anus was scorched with pain. My bro told me it’s the hydrochloric acid from my stomach that is burning my delicate sphincter. It was so bad I had to sit on a cold pad and on one butt cheek at a time. I even started to think it’s a divine retribution on me for indulging in gay comics. My uncle gave me some medicine to quell my feisty intestines but it was excreted out in the next hour. Sigh. I think my digestive system is not what it used to be, just like the angpow collections: poor.

Passionfruit. A refreshing,tangy delight. Just look at bros TV ad smile.

Passionfruit. A refreshing,tangy delight. Just look at bro's TV ad smile.

Slacking at our grandmas place. The one in pink is suffering with me in Delete & Touch Tomatoes LLP

Slacking at our grandma's place. The guy in pink is suffering with me in Delete & Touch Tomatoes LLP

Miss Banana (doing some nasal excavation) and Miss Papaya looking HOT!*vomit*

Miss Banana (doing some nasal excavation) and Miss Papaya looking HOT!*vomit*

 

 

My mothers little bitch. Dont be fooled by the cuteness. It looks awful freaky when it starts growling and baring its yellowed fangs.

My mother's little bitch. Don't be fooled by the cuteness. It looks awful freaky when it starts growling and baring its yellowed fangs.

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Christmas 2008: BL, Yaoi and anal rape

Tetsuo, Youji and Makoto

From top: Tetsuo, Youji and Makoto

Looking from the way I spent my Christmas eve and Christmas day, if I were a Christian, I’d have just won myself a first-class premier ticket to hell where I can enjoy an eternity of lovely hot brimstone and icy abysmal darkness.

BL:

 by Nitro+Chiral. It’s the longest BL game I ever played. (The other BL game was the all-time classic Ore no Shita de Agake). It’s also the 1st serious and gory BL game I’ve ever played. Thank goodness there’s only 6 endings to complete.
The story basically is about the protagonist Youji, who has a female parasite called Mesu living inside his abdomen. This parasite will emit pheromones to attract the male parasite called Osu which also lives inside human males. In this case, it’s Tetsuo the alpha Osu who always saves the day and ahem, does things to Youji. Unfortunately for Youji, the pheromones also have an effect on normal human males and it affected his friend Makoto, turning him from a bright, friendly social butterfly into a psychotic, hungry stalker. And to make things worse, whenever Youji gets aroused, blood and pieces of meat will come out of his ass. Imagine me playing this game while having my period (which came on the day before Christmas eve ). Overall it’s not a bad game. The music is gooood. Really good enough for an OST to be published. The voice actors are not bad, particularly noted is Makoto’s voice actor, 空乃太陽(Sorano Taiyou, I suppose an alias), who could switch from a puppy-like innocence to a cannibalistic beastly psycho.

Yaoi: I should stop reading Naono Bohra’s works. Shucks, I even grabbed ‘Three Wolves Mountain’ when I saw it in Kinokuniya when I’m not really into dog-ear fetish.(But the part where little puppy Jiro learns to xxx the middle-aged Suzuki is sooo tasty)

Naono Bohras yummy supernatural Yami ni Tooboe, Mune ni Toge

Naono Bohra's yummy supernatural 'Yami ni Tooboe, Mune ni Toge'

Seriously, I’m getting addicted to her Ossan love stories where the old guy gets xxx by the young man. So tasty but very unhealthy, just like junk food. It’s every old person’s fantasy to be wanted by a young thing. My god… am I having a quarter life crisis???

 

 

 

 

 

 

Anal rape: Action 52 for NES (and later Sega Genesis). The worst game ever made in the world. Watch this youtube video by angst-ridden game reviewer, LeisureSuitGaming, if you don’t believe games can be made so badly and yet have the cheek to sell for US$200. Note that virtually every second the f-word and all sorts of coarse language is used. Please understand the trauma the person is going through. Really enjoyed hearing the guy go crazy over the game. His exasperation and frustration is hilarious.



Perhaps the only good thing that comes out of Action 52 is the funky BGM of Cheetahman… which the Japanese turned out a rap version ,with lyrics…

Seriously, I somewhat agree with the game reviewer when he said for people in prisons to choose between butt rape and Action 52, the choice is clear.
 All credit goes to Ying san, who is getting anal raped by Action 52 (NES rom). Seriously.

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