justice, a promise of unreality to the poor.

 

Sometimes I forget why I chose to be where I am.

Things like this help me remember.

my cup of water.

I came back to the table at 8pm and saw an ant floating about inside.

I came back to the table at 9.27pm and saw a winged insect floating about inside.

Why can’t insects respect my private space!

Bah!

please support my movie.

I wrote the script for this movie and posted it on my blog some time ago. I deleted it because someone said it might infringe some copyright of either the Iron Man or Ip Man enterprise. But lo and behold, a well-known director, Wilson Favreau, discovered it just before it was taken down and decided to make a movie out of it.

 

 

No royalty for my hard work (so don’t ask me to belanja), but I was awarded a small role in the movie. If you watch carefully, you’ll see me walking past Ipron Man in one of the fighting scenes. The scene was getting a bit too stagnant, you see.

Also, this picture was taken off Facebook.

Ah, news spreads fast.