Amazing...

You arrived at another of his safehouses, a penthouse in a cheap aparatment block. Silently you enter a darkened room. You see two pupils staring back at you. He cried out a curse. You stretch your hand out to catch him. For who else can he be but the author of the holographic journal you have tried to track. You felt the breeze of the punch aimed at your head as you sidestepped and lowering your center of gravity, you give your assailant a hard shove with your uninjured arm. He falls to the ground and you realise you made a bad mistake. He quickly sweeps your legs and you fall on your injured arm. Luckily the cast was strong, but you feel a strong pressure of pain on that. With your eyes watering, you see that he quickly made his escape, but he had dropped a black chip. Crawling centimeter by centimeter on your stomach with your hand throbbing, your hand clasped over the chip with a death-grip.

15 June

Yesterday was the amazing race held by the church as we romped around Singapore to do stuff in groups. It was nothing short of amazing. they gave us clues to decipher so we went to Clementi Woods first and did the slider first. It was a piece of canvas which was put on a slop which people had to scale, without running. They poured starch and water to make it slippery. I tried, but my hand(injured) could hardly gain enough strength and i stepped on someone's shoulders, I slipped and slid under one person and most unfortunatelymy rear connected to Joey's face like in Kungfu Panda according to one observer. Then it hurt too much I I had to be taken out of the game. So we had to get many people across, which had some of the coolest stunts involved when almost parachute style, Zhong Hua asked everyone to hold him by the legs at the top while he gripped Muxin's hands and they pulled. Next was the caterpillar walk and some blindman guiding thing. Then we moved over to Vivocity and were given some words in other languages to find out and take pics. Next was in Kallang, where the team had to send representatives to kayak to some people, and store water with their mouths to spit in the bottle. Then we had to constuct a crude shelter against water poured on the canvas, so that none of us inside got wet. Then we went to a WW2 memorial near Bt Timah and listened to a story, if you got wrong answer, you get an ingredient added to your biscuit that you must eat. Also there, we had to spin around and dip our hands into a flour and water mix to get out a green pebble. Kudos to Anyu for getting it. I have a tendency for spinning games to walk like a drunk man. then we went over to IMM and found a soldier guy to buy something with...

50 cents

Yup and that made us fifth place, although no prize, but that's good enough, out of forty teams. It was fun. And tiring.

I dunno why reading some people's blogs, they are feeling a little down. I worry for them. Anyway, yesterday, I had some very weird dreams, for once, it was watching how people interact.

I'm getting very irritated with my life, not really about people, but with my own demons. They are very annoying. Have you ever gotten that leap into the future you see outrageous things happen? I saw someone I know quarrel with a resturant staff. I pushed down my evil thoughts. Then I saw myself lifting the resturant staff by the cuff and my face contorted, my other arm apparently better, readying itself for a deadly strike. It was scary. It happened quite alot in my waking life, those fantasies of power battled by the sense of morality. Morality tends to win.

I'm feeling pensive over living or dying. It feels better to die, so that those demons stop showing me how I should have done something spectacular. Yes, spectacularly evil. Carnage. Devastation. Shock. Impressive things. And yet not so. Yet, where's the fun in dying suddenly? But these thoughts strike very often, like someone out there is trying very hard to push me over the edge. Well, i only got this.

[pulls down his pants to moon that guy]

Heh heh... So if you ever see me in deep thinking, its usually the struggling between both fantasy and cynism or morality vs evil. Be sure to snap me out of it. It gets annoying to be trapped by unproductive, strange, evil thoughts.