Red eyes to white eyes Spiderman...

Finally, another deed is done. I had bought this Spiderman t-shirt last summer. Thought it was cool and it still is. It is not everyday you came across a good design of Spiderman on a t-shirt. So no regret in buying that t-shirt…

The only thing is, I do not really like the whole red Spiderman on the t-shirt. Spiderman white big bug eyes are his trademark. Without those eyes on the t-shirt, somehow the design looks so wrong.

Thus, with my free time in my hand and also a big bottle of white fabric paint, I decided to paint those red eyes of the Spiderman, white.

Because the area to be painted is considerably small and I was basically painting over hmmmm… the t-shirt design, it was such an easy task to be accomplished.

Few minutes after that, after tweaking and minor alterations to my painting, I have got myself a Spiderman t-shirt with his usual white bug eyes! Now that is cool and Spiderman looks more menacing and scarier...

That is more like it…

Friends...

There was once a boy who had lots of friends.

More than the number of fingers on his hands.

More than any of us could comprehend…

Only time would not be his friend.

As time moves forward, his friends grew less.

And less…

At first, the boy fights back.

Letters upon letters sent to his friends.

Gathering and get together to keep the friendship tie strong.

But time proves to be very wily.

Marriage, work, children and distance were not a great help.

Thus his friends became people that he knew off…

Thus his friends became memory of past…

Only then he knew time was not the culprit.

For friendship cannot thrive from one side only.

A letter sent and not replied does not mean a thing…

A gathering called without attendees is meaningless…

The boy work hard to catch his friends.

So that they will be his present, not past.

As time goes on, he stops, tired weighing on his shoulder.

As time continues on, he waits for a friend to come by…

For a friend who is truly a friend…

The Cold is Here...

It is that time of the year… The only time I hate this place…

Yes, the time has arrived finally. This is when my skin will crack and dry out. If I am lucky, I will bleed too… Lovely…

As the skin get drier, the itchiness will start to creep on my skin too. Somehow, they really love to creep as close as possible to my bleeding crack too. That is when I will also contribute to widening the river of blood on my skin…

All this will happen if I do not apply moisturiser cream on my skin… No moisturiser cream means hello wrath of cold winter. I really dislike the smell of moisturiser cream before. To be honest, the ones I have before were handed down from my friends who left for good from this place. So it was my fault for not getting something that smell better to me…

My last trip out of this place not only was memorable but also I had bought myself a bottle moisturiser cream. And it is not any moisturiser cream too; it is also a bottle of chocolate moisturiser cream! How fun can life be?

So now I get to smell chocolate every time I smear it on my itching skin. Marvellous, the smell will guide me to chocolate dreamland when I am asleep… So now, this time around, when the fury of cold winter has descent to this place, I am protected by the chocolate, the chocolate moisturiser cream…

More Gundams...

It has been a good year, for my Gundams collection that is. I had bought 00 Raiser Gundam 1/100 scale No Grade and Gundam Virtue/ Gundam Nadleeh 1/100 No Grade earlier this year.

Then Bandai announced my first love will be out on the 29 March this year. After a week of thinking it over, I decided to buy it and thanks again to my Japanese friend in Japan, not only I was able to buy it, I could get it for a very damn cheap price too… 

Thus in May, a big huge box containing two Gundams arrived… Hey, I know that was like last month, but it is still quite a warm piece of news… 

The Gundam which I love very very very much is made into Perfect Grade with the scale of 1/60. A Gundam from the Seed series side story, called Astray Red Frame. My first model of No Grade 1/100 scale was Gundam Astray Red Frame and now my first model of Perfect Grade 1/60 scale is also Gundam Astray Red Frame!

Love you Gundam Astray!

Here is the Astray huge white box…

Standing on its side, its height nearly reach my hip…

Opening up the box…

The manual, the technical stuff on Astray and a special manga for Astray…

The parts that will be used to build Astray...

Lots of parts to be used to build Astray. This is going to be a long project…

Still another good warm piece of news. Bandai also throw in a good bonus for those who pre order the Astray. Thanks to that friend of mine who not only bought the Astray for me, but also pre order for me.

Thus, I have also the customization kit for the Astray! Behold the red box…

As you can see, it is ¼ the size of Astray big huge white box…

What is given in the red box, clear armour pieces for Astray, and extra set of armaments… Extra katana for Astray!

Inside the red box…

More parts for Astray…

And here is the other Gundam, Seravee/Seraphim Gundam, No Grade, 1/100 scale…

And, let us open the box up…

And here is the box context, all spread out so that you see it better…

Ah, it is nice to have more Gundams…

So now I have two Gundams that I had not even started with yet. I will do it soon. You will know it for I will tell another story… The story of how I put them together… Let us hope it will happen soon, real soon…

Hello? Helllllooooo...?

The greatest revolution in communication will be the mobile phone or also known as hand phone in my country. You can basically go anywhere in this world now and still be able to call anyone who is miles away from where you are, instantly. That is still magical for someone who lives 20 years ago even…

The greatest annoyance from this thing is not the phone itself, but how people use it. I have known few people who carry this thing around but hardly use it… Well, to me they appear not to use it much.

These mobile phones help us to communicate easily and instantaneously. It will be pointless then, if someone call you up and you do not pick it up unless you have a good reason for that. A really good reason too if that happens a few times. At least have the courtesy to return the call because if someone calls you up, there must be a reason. There must be a good reason to call you that he put aside few moment of his life and use up his calling credit to listen to your voice. Unless of course if he is a stalker, it is also a courtesy to pick up and answer the call…

Our phones nowadays also have the capability to text or sms, like what they call it back in my country. You can always write a message instead if you cannot call to ease the person annoyance from not being able to call you. It is just like I said earlier, courtesy. It is just like you are talking to someone. You would not like it if he did not give a reply and say anything even. You will even think that person does not like you even…

So, like I said, I do not really understand why, some people give out their phone number or to some, numbers, and when someone call them up, they did not even bother to pick up the phone or even return the call when they are able too. For sure, rude is one of it but to let that happen many times, that will be beyond rude. It is then a right for us to chuck that person phone away out of the window for why do he even need it for? At least, you can be rest assured that the person phone is gone, and forgive him if you cannot call him up…

Too much thinking...

There are times, when I have so many things in my mind I wanted to share with people that I do not know where to start…

Hmmmm…

Also, there things that I wanted to write but I have to reconsider writing it, weighing the up and down, for it may hurts my fellow readers…

Anyway, this is the place where I share whatever I think of in the darkest place in my head… Not my diary…

Till then…

Raining raining in whose country...

Hujan emas di negeri orang, hujan batu di negeri sendiri, lebih baik negeri sendiri.

A Malay saying, basically it means, raining gold at other country, raining stone in your own country, it is still better your own country.

It is one of the sayings that I often heard and one of the sayings that I do not really like. To me, this saying kills the spirit of adventure and loving somewhere else in one heart.

People go around and stay at a place for many reasons. Each has their own reason to be at that place, so why would you want to questions his reason for staying at one place? Should that saying is truly applied in your life and practise fully, I will tell you that, things may not be what it is today.

Home is always a place you love to come back too because you are comfortable there already. You know your mother will cook for you and you are in your own familiar surrounding. To me, any places that I am comfortable with are my homes. It is good to be at home with my parents and be pampered but I do feel the need to walk on my own too. To be able to create my own home. Anywhere that will be…

Look around and think, where does your parents came from? Your grandparents? Your uncles and aunties in law? Your friends? I am very sure, most of them, at one point in their life, start off somewhere else to be at where they are now. Call it fate but if they do not migrate, then, you may not even exist…

I for one think that this is one of the culprits for why one of the races in my country does not venture out of their country. Not even to my state which is still under the same country. All because we are divided by sea. Compare to some races that we know of, they are basically all over the world.

I have not asked them but I am pretty sure they will not have that saying in their culture.