[ILOVEBLOGS 7] 15 Epic

15 Epic

The epic bikini top with lots of love.

November 2010

[ILOVEBLOGS 7] 14 Transformation

14 Transformation

The sly yellow cat has transformed into a tree luring the innocent pink bird couples. Somebody is getting a feast tonight...

November 2010

[ILOVEBLOGS 7] 13 Temptation

13 Temptation

Two cold nights ago at the stroke of twelve midnight, we found ourselves sitting down on the upper deck of Guu Garlic trying to satisfy an unfulfilled fried chicken craving. With Church's closed, and A&W's limited menu, we resorted to fried chicken's Japanese cousin 'tori karaage'. It was an attempt to cure this contagious illness on desiring fried foods. That marked the first temptation of the night.

The second temptation soon came with Guu's redesigned drink menu. Legs crossed and seated uncomfortably like a Japanese man, it was the 'cassis with grapefruit' that caught my thirsty tongue. The experience called for a squeezing-of-one-fresh-grapefruit, a stirring of the pulp and a sucking of the straw.

November 2010

[ILOVEBLOGS 7] 12 One and Only

12 One and Only

The one and only Superman! But which one is the real one?

November 2010

[ILOVEBLOGS 7] 11 Spur of the Moment

11 Spur of the Moment

On the night I was supposed to upload this entry, I had my fried chicken craving. A spur of the moment decision led me to the drive-thru window of A&W in Coquitlam. Fifteen minutes later, I came home with a bucket of chubby chicken.

Chicken: What are they putting on me? I smell so good. I like being drenched in flour, oils and spices.

November 2010

[ILOVEBLOGS 7] 10 Paradox

10 Paradox

"Hey you. Yeah you. You are pretty... pretty ugly!"

(I'm really not that mean...)

November 2010

[ILOVEBLOGS 7] 09 Taboo

09 Taboo

My taboo: stealing online 72dpi images and print them as if they were 300dpi files. Duh! They are going to get pixelated! I will be as mad as the angry monkeys to your left.

"Go to your room!"

November 2010

[ILOVEBLOGS 7] 08 Once upon a time...

08 Once upon a time...

Once upon a time, a baby was born. And he lived happily ever after. What a great story.

November 2010

[IloVEBLOGS 7] 07 Secret Untold

07 Secret Untold

Be careful where you spill; the tree might be a gossiping monster with pink leaves...

I dreamt our beloved UBCLE has a few untold secrets. One depicted the origin of the club; really an organization specializing in life journey planning. Another told us a disastrous ski trip which ended in accidental deaths and wandering souls lost in the snowy mountains for many many years. Or the end to the organization during the year 2012 with a red-carpeted gala commemorating our accomplishments and history in Japan, Taiwan and Vancouver. Or maybe even our forgotten abilities to play with magic, light and illusionary arts as creative manipulators of dimensional elements.

Whatever UBCLE was back in the history, it was not ordinary.

November 2010

[ILOVEBLOGS 7] 06 If

06 If

If I really was a monster according to my dream, then I would've had punched a hole in the sky with my fist, and kicked a hole in the ground with my foot. My actions were motivated by my emotions, upon learning my unfortunate origin.

I was a lifelong test subject for human relationship studies. I was being observed everyday. I felt cheated of my freedom.

November 2010

[ILOVEBLOGS 7] 05 Passion

05 Passion

Perhaps this is the reason why I am so passionate about the sea. It occurred to me yesterday while sleeping at my Alberni apartment.

I dreamt I was a whale again. Perhaps one of those orcas that used to perform at the aquariums. Once I dove into the ocean, I saw a world from the past. Stadiums now submerged under the surface of the rocking tides in sweet cerulean. Fish and squids and all sorts of sea life swimming in front of my eyes. Seaweed flowed with its soft beauty so poetically. Some people wanted to capture me; some wanted to free my body. I sided with the latter and chased after my freedom, hurting those getting in my way. I would observe their intentions then act accordingly. It felt like chess.

I finally saw a stretch of free water. I hopped over ropes and nets from fishermen and cargo ships at the busy harbour. Now I saw people as friendly merchants and tradesman on water. I waved goodbye to them. I didn't want to leave the people I loved, but it was time for me to go. I was no longer human.

A man on my left sat in a boat. I waved at him and turned towards the ocean. He shot out a javelin. He was actually a whale-hunter. He wounded me on my side. Unable to swim any further, men in numbers hauled my bloody body in. Humankind has failed me. They started hacking me away. Cutting away my lower body into multiple pieces. They tossed me these rubber-like organs harvested from my whale body. I had six pairs. Perhaps it was my energy source or homed my transformation ability. I felt like I've lived as a human being despite my origin as a whale.

I had my cellphone in my hand, dialling up my mother's number. I told her of my capture. I asked her to come, any time later I would be gone. All this was said as they carved into my body. It didn't hurt, surprisingly.

My mother was by my side. I was confused how I have became a whale. Was I a whale before? Was I human? Was my father really my father? All these unanswerable questions floated in my cut up brain. There was another woman beside my mother. She also cared for me.

The fisherman now were ready to drag my body into a van. A towing truck backed towards where my mother was kneeling. I could only hurl her away so she wouldn't be ran over. I may have threw her into the sea by accident.

I was lifted into a van with folded-down seats. I felt like I was carpooling with a bunch of Asian fisherman. Familiar faces started popping by. I would recognize them and recall their names. I greeted them. Candy was there in disguise. I saw Mrs. McIntyre from elementary school. I called out to her, but people said that was not her name. Perhaps this was before she became a McIntyre. She was with a man, and she suggested that he was Mr. McIntyre. Perhaps I foreshadowed their marriage. She seemed quite pleased. Another lady I also saw was Auntie Juzi (Juzi A-yi). She was mother's friend from high school. She had frizzy hair and had traveled with us before.

They all tried to deny their identities though. Perhaps I recognized them from a life they were not aware of. A fisherman was happy with the harvest and thanked me. He told me to invite my friends out for a feast. My friends would consume me.

The van kept driving; over the hills as I see the streets of Taiwan.

November 2010

[ILOVEBLOGS 7] 04 Classic

04 Classic

Mona Lisa is a classic, despite whether she was really a woman or just a beautiful cow.

November 2010

[ILOVEBLOGS 7] 03 Sweet Tooth Fairy

03 Sweet Tooth Fairy

Sweet Tooth Fairy was actually one of the most active tooth fairies around. She had a sweet tooth for lollipops and her addiction rotted her teeth out. Sadly, dental coverage was not popular back in the days, the Sweet Tooth Fairy decided to rob the children of their teeth in exchange for a few nickels and dimes; quarters if she felt generous that night. She was a smart fairy.

November 2010

[ILOVEBLOGS 7] 03 Sweet Tooth

03 Sweet Tooth

"What a sweet @$$!"

November 2010

[ILOVEBLOGS 7] 02 Always

02 Always

I always never use Always.

(Seen too many commercials of Ultra Always when I was young. Plus my mother was an user, too. "What is this mommy?")

November 2010

[ILOVEBLOGS 7] 01 一天的開始

01 一天的開始

The start of the day consists of a sweet dream followed by annoying character making loud noises.

November 2010