RACONTEUR-ESQUE SCRIBBLINGS

After 3/4 of a month of word crunching, ugly elbows, unkempt hair, mad coffee and ice cream intake, I bow in defeat to this thing called time. I don't know where it went, or how I suddenly got here although I swear that it was only 15 November a few days back. Even if I sat or stood and typed and typed till tomorrow, the 18000 words I'm after is too far away... (I just sprained my side trying to reach for those words) I hate to admit defeat so soon, but I've preservered, lied to myself, sabotaged my characters, sabotaged my story, not to mention hated my self and life so many times this month. It's finally over. My NaNoNovel Epitaph The nights you kept me awake, Seeking all my attention, You shared my coffee and cake, And caused a whole lot of tension. Yet I cared for you, In ways no one understood, There were moments when I was blue, Yet you never went unnurtured. Then the day came, It was so not expected, Some may say that it's lame, But I...

I have been recently tagged by Princess Shin to do a tag about 5 things. Based on observation in other blogs though, I noticed that the 5 things can be anything, some folks did 5 things you never knew about me , or 5 things I want to do , etc... I have decided to go by 5 things I want to do before I die . 1. Bungee Jump in Australia It was definitely a long time ago when I first saw someone do the bungee jump (on tv, obviously) and it was done somewhere in Australia. Since then I've been hankering over bungee jumping, but since I've never stepped into Australia it all remains a wish. Anyway, the other day, I had to climb up a 10 ft tank to take some pictures (all in a day's work) and as I stood on top of it, I looked down and felt a wee bit queasy. This tank, however is only 10 feet above the ground, and if I fell down, I might have just broken a bone or two... Not too bad, eh? But I'm not deterred. Australia, here I come! (When I can get leave long enough t...

One of my shortcomings is that I have a penchant for (what I presume to be) spiffy titles like this one. They just pop into my head and don't leave me peacefully until I've used them. Anyway, if you live around here, it's common knowledge that Bangsar is synonymous with cool happenings, shopping, a wide variety of food and dancing (or clubbing, as most of the people know it) It is something of a curiousity, but I have a feeling that regardless of whatever other forms of dance that may be present, tapdancing may not be one of them. As I said, I'm going by gut feeling, so if there is tapdancing going on in Bangsar, then I'm afraid I have to eat my shoe. (PS: I think they should have the Riverdance performance here; it's awesome) But I digress... This is a story about me, Bangsar and shoes. One of the few attractions of Bangsar is the food, especially since it has a myriad of restaurants serving banana leaf cuisine. I'm not particularly a fan, beca...

Two ways to (commit) suicide 1. Quick death: Take a BIG rope, tie it around your neck and hang yourself. 2. Slow death: Take a SMALL rope, tie it on a girl's neck and marry her... I received this through SMS earlier today, it was from an unrecognised number, so I'm just going to go ahead and assume that the person who sent me this is a stranger who accidently sent the message to my phone number instead of the person it was intended to reach. It might be also safe to assume that it was from one guy to another guy. What worries me though is the fact that why would anyone use a rope to marry someone else?

In a Past Life... You Were: A Famous Undertaker. Where You Lived: Ireland. How You Died: Consumption. PS: Credit goes to www.blogthings.com The HTML code refuses to co-operate with the formerly famous undertaker

I broke down in front of the colour spectrophotometer this morning while I was having a discussion with the QA executive regarding some colour issues that have been mushrooming at a rapid pace the last two weeks or so. She didn't know what to do, except saying, hey, calm down... and patting me on the shoulder. Apparently, I'm not the first to break down in tears. A few other 20 somethings have been at it too. Things have been going on quite awfully the last few days especially. There are so many things to do, the problems keep cropping up, I investigate, and my findings leave me even more baffled than before. I spend about 12 hours a day in that place, taking in as much crap as I possibly can. It's too much. There's only so much I can bear. But I still don't get why I cried. The last time I did that at work was when I just joined this place and was in charge of something I had no experience in (I was practically a fresh graduate right out of school that ti...

Woo Hoo! The internet connection has been fully restored to it's normal self. Yay! That means, I've finally linked this blog to the NaNoWrimo Project I'm working on. The adrenaline rush is awesome, I tell ya... The link to the temporary blog I've set up for this November madness is right at the bottom of the sidebar at the right and somewhere above on this post. The last five days have made me realise that this is an extremely daunting task. My characters actually had a small argument without even me knowing. Ha! Ha! Time for some Non-NaNo stuff.... I had to go to the bank today to fight for my rights. In reality, I should have done it at least 3 weeks ago, but due to many other unavoidable obligations, I've been putting off this activity until today. Alas! It rained the whole morning... somewhere in between cats and dogs and a mild drizzle alternatively. I should have been sleeping instead of getting ready to go and errr... fight for my rights. So, mom ...

I'm officially a NaNoWriMo player this year... I think I'm slightly insane. I'm digging my own grave. I'm actually writing long pieces which I've never done before. At least, there's something positive out of it. Clueless is what I am... I don't know how the story is going to be. In fact, I'm just going to let the characters lead the way, and I'll follow. If they want to commit suicide, so be it. Anyway, I've set up a separate blog somewhere around here to put it up once I'm sure that I've gone too far to abscond it... Anyway, I hope to continue blogging as usual, but the internet connection at home has mysteriously ended... so I have to make do with what I can during break time at work, like now.