Meat Market

I still remember I used to be a little schoolboy, young and innocent. I didn’t know a thing or two about the upcoming world of glass, the meat market, full of hazards and vulnerabilities. Well, I was not expecting danger. Each meat given to me was fluffy and light. Meat was rare to me then, but well at least I got to smell it if I didn’t get one. A freshman I considered myself. I didn’t learn fast, as meat handling wasn’t an easy thing to do for me then.

Well, I can’t remember since when did I officially stepped into the market. I probably wouldn’t have realized then. The fighting for meat, the best survives, the bad meats cast away, such sadness and cruelty. I was still living a world of my own. My own little glass world. A glass boy seeking answer. I meet both buyers and sellers. Butcher presented me meat. I was hanged up for sales as new imported meat too. Everyone was selling and buying. I was catered to a small market, still fluffy and light.

I guess I was new meat, still sweet, the reason why I felt like I was up for auction. You will get me if you pay more. Not money I was referring to. Just pay more. So, I had been here and there. The market had been doing a fine business, selling and buying fine.

Years have passed; I’m not new and not rotten either. I’m still this piece of meat, selling maybe in a new market, or maybe it’s just still the same old market. A thing for sure, it’s not fluffy and light anymore. Things had turned a little too rough and heavy before, but it’s not now. It’s just not fluffy and light anymore.

Hah. Come to think of it, I have somehow instilled myself a particular mindset. I have the feeling that buyers are here for something nasty. I feel that it’s all about devouring, tearing and slashing of meat. Even if I happened to meet a kind buyer, I would have missed him out, because I’m not fluffy and light anymore, I have all nasty hands on me.

Come. It’s not easy. It gets so complicated. You can show me aces, but I want a royal flush. I know it’s hard. All the things you have got to be, you have got to save me from myself.

Mercy on me please…

The Celebration of 2 Awaiting Birds

There has always been Jes & Gen outing happening. There's even Jes & Gen video, song, pictorial, game, and etc. This time, we are going to make it big and loud.

It will be a Jes & Gen event. A Jes & Gen day. A celebration of us. Welcome to the gathering.

Morning... The cool, the class, the all high air. What's awaiting us? The call for a good day.

Day... The fun, the joy, the cheer. You can say it's from class to crass, but I doubt you know a think about having fun. Let's giggle away and make some noise.

Night... The dark, the silent, the solemn. A book or two? A class of two? In the end, it's the lesson and experience we learn. It's all about the art of connection, connecting to the future.
It's our first time ever.
We are looking forward.
All excited.
Desperate.
To connect with you.

Be invited.

Birthday Thoughts

Am trying to gather the idea and concept about the promotional pictorial piece for the upcoming birthday celebration. It's a celebration Genevieve and I are going to hold. The celebration of our birth. Well, our time schedules never matched this whole week. So we couldn't find time down together to prepare the pictures. I'm supposed to get it done by tomorrow though, exactly one week before the actual day.

Ha ha. I've never been good at all the hosting and celebrating. I'm not really an out to the front social animal. This is the reason why I always avoid having party to celebrate myself and so. It's different this time, since I'm joining Genevieve. She will be the star and me just erm. . . pretend to be one of the guests. LOL.

I think I did a wishlist kind of thing here last year. Ha ha ha! Same words, learnt from Kenny Rason. I'm not going to do that this time. Really, if someone asked me what do I need, I think I would not be able to answer. Ha ha need to crack my head hard. I do have things I need, but it will never pop out of my head in time to answer that question. So, I'm not going to list down here. I do like surprises. Do give me one. Be smart. Hahaha.

And if you really think you don't know me enough to know what I like. Maybe you can settle down for a pair of earphones or headphones, cos my current one is not working well anymore. I do love Sony. LOL

I'm so gonna be 21 soon. Isn't that an age for an adult. Am I one. Ha ha. I can't be called a man, do I? This is a man's world. I'm not ready. Too weak to be one. Too vunerable to get sucked into the world of no return. I'm learning. A learning boy.

A story.

Adone fell in love with Lucid. In the start, they are already people for totally different world. Somehow, they got closer to each other. People around them never did expect that to happen. But they just got closer day by day. I don't know how, but it was true. I remembered Lucid giving Adone a balloon. Adone was happy. Adone fell deeper and deeper by day, knowing it can't be true to be with Lucid. I'm not going down to details, but it ended up that their relationship turned a little sour and bitter after the peak. Downhill all the way and one day they will not talk to each other anymore. Well, the balloon too, got smaller and smaller by day. Eventually, it will become flat. It's nothing at all.

I've been through this so many times. I hope Adone realised that one can't have any special relation with people of different world. It a ghost-human relation. No good ending.

And I guess for lucid, the search for lucid's happiness will always bring Adone down. While their relationshio and issues around them are a little complicated for me to understand, I can say, both are lost in the wilderness in the bitterness.

I believe, this is a man's world. But, I believe it would be nothing, without love they get from a woman or a girl, or even sometime a lost and missing boy here like me.



It is a man's world, I know it. But will you, take the time to see this boy over here. He needs that love he won't be able to get from anyone else. To him, it would be nothing without the man and his inventions. He will be nothing.

You Can't Stop The Beat

Gonna post some family pictures here.

The day when we were out to get some presents for Glennis.

Gen ended up choosing her own shoes.



Jes & Gen
She's afraid of me.

The birthday celeb.









Emi Ice Cream Cake


Birthday Girl, Glennis.



Dad & I
40,30,20














Don't really feel like typing words. I think I have enough pictures here to make it a post right? Do I?