My Christmas Album Cover

This is the cover I designed for my Christmas songs! I love the pun of peace and piece. Cause you know, we should spread peace during Christmas, and all that crap.

Say It To My Face : A Poem

I can tell once again that you’re lying

Just from the fact that your mouth is moving

So tired of hearing the stories, it makes me sad

Each chipping away at the impression I once had

What gross creature are you becoming

Is this new, or are your true colors revealing

It makes me sick now to see you smile

For I know your intentions are disgustingly vile

For someone so short, you tell amazingly tall tales

Of splendid legends and fantastical fairytales

How many others have been fooled by you

You two headed snake, you worthless tool

What do you get out of these charades and games

The disguises and tricks, pushing the blame

Your cowardly acts are pitiful to watch

When your lies are as obvious as a flaming torch

“Why you so obsessed with me”

If I were to quote Mariah Carey

"All up in my business", asking this, asking that

My social life is your priority, I find that sad

Unless you’re hopelessly in love with me

I see no reason for a fuss over sexuality

My presence got you caught up in a daze

You’ve got something against me, say it to my face

Like an alcoholic in a liquor store

You can’t get enough of what you should deplore

Drowning in your own pits of deception

Your failed attempts at cries for attention

No, I don’t want to be the ‘bigger’ person

I’ll stab you in the back, just give me half a reason

Yes, I do want to sink to your level

In your despondent cries of despair, I’ll revel

Is your half developed brain really that weak

Why can’t you make up your mind for more than a week

Your sworn enemy becomes your BFF by magic

Why not change your sex while you’re at it

You won’t be the last to betray me

People like you there’ll always be plenty

Judases are like misery

Go ahead, keep that other one company

Mariah Talks Eminem 'Hypothetically'

"Eight years ago, maybe I met that person kind of in a very platonic way and yet they're still using my name in songs in order to boost their career which I don't think is working so my thing is if I write a song and it's called "Why are you obsessed with me?" and people are seeing that person in the song? That's not my problem... Truly it's just obsession. I mean, I don't even know who we're talking about. I'm just using a hypothetical example of just like anybody who would write a song about somebody and try to say nasty, disgusting things about them eight years later when they're married. I was like I don't think so."

S

Simple
Savor
Secret
Somber
Special
Sabbath
Sanctuary
SURVIVOR

Cameron Diaz Saves The World

Cameron does her part for the environment =)

New Fashion Sketches

First up, we have one left hand side a dress inspired by the whole rugged mountaineer fur jacket look, with the jacket ending midriff, with baggy high-waist pants. Its a very mannish look. And in contrast with that, we have the princessy look on the right. I came up with that actually as a joke, to ask Jaystine to put that extremely girly dress on for prom.

Next, we have the peasant styles. I'm quite entranced by the looks of the commoners and workers of the renaissance period, and did these two sketches to reflect the 'styles' of that time. The left side one is more masculine, with the Aladdin styled pants and vest, and feathers, while the right side one has more feminine milk-maid look. It reminds me of the good ole' days of simpler times, where the biggest problem they had to deal with was 'who milks the cow today'.

Here on the bottom left we have sort of a cargo pants / jumpsuit hybrid. It starts off as a jacket-styled top, but then as it progresses down it becomes cargo pants. It began as two seperate pieces but I decided to just combine them and make it more ridiculous. The one on the right is inspired by Russian military coats, infused with the russian doll sleeves.

Poem: "Not This Time"

Like an amateur, unwary
I opened up and let you in
Shot me down, once and again
Efficient as a deadly assassin
Mesmerizing me, challenged boundaries
Showed me two of a kind beats a straight
Deluded in thinking I was in control
Trump was in your hand instead

Promised me king
But I was a pawn
A piece in your egomaniac game
Plaything to be forgotten by dawn
My unguarded naive past
Caught off guard by your childish behavior
Wounds became my armor
Funnily enough, your actions were my savior

Bring it on, I'm ready now
That endless onslaught of abuse
But it won't affect me anymore
Haven't you deduced?
Betray me, why won't you?
Try again to rob me blind
But you can't suceed, sorry honey
I won't allow it, not this time

Twelfth Night(mare) Act 1

Act 1 Scene 1
[The beach, Greece]
Enter Lucas, Yew Siang and Kin Onn

Lucas: Roses are red
Violets are blue
I wanna marry you
And screw you too

YS: Oh, Lucas, the loving gaze in your eye
Brightens my day like the sun in my sky

KO: Rawr! Rugby!

YS: Be quiet, foolish one
Will you only shut up when the day is done?

Lucas: Come, my dear one,
We’ll escape into the sunset
Get married by the seaside
And at night we’ll have great sex

KO: Yes!

YS: Yes!

Lucas: Yew Siang, I was talking to,
Kin Onn, I’ll never love you
An affair or two has been fun
But you’re impotent, and will never give me sons
Come, my darling Yew Siang!

[Exeunt]

Act 1 Scene 2
[In a manger full of hay (like where Jesus was born)]
Enter Lucas, Yew Siang, Kin Onn and Doctor Lawrence

YS: Never once in my sexual escapades
Have I felt a pain so great
Three babies pushing out of my private place
Why won’t they give me a fucking break

Lawrence: They’re not coming out. How can this be happen?

Lucas: Push harder, you useless bitch!
This birth must go off without a hitch

KO: Ooh! The blood scares me!

Lucas: Shut up, you brainless head!
Will you only be quiet when you’re dead?

-Lucas shoots Kin Onn in the head. Kin Onn dies. -

YS: Take me now, dark Hades of hell
Just bless my children with utmost wealth

-Yew Siang dies-

Lawrence: Come on, guys. Time for Caesarean! Ripped untimely from the womb!

-Lawrence saws off Yew Siang’s leg-

Lucas: As useless as a doctor as a math teacher, I see
Stop all these nonsense, leave my wife be

-Lucas shoots Lawrence. Lawrence dies-

Lucas: My dear children, you’re finally here
At last I can go drink my ice cold beer.

[Exeunt]

Act 1 Scene 3
[A marketplace in Italy]
Enter Lucas, with three young children, Yiling, Junzhi and James

YL: The busy market
Stink of the fish is so strong
I want to go home

JZ: Fret not, sister
Here’s a flower, it’ll be better

Lucas: Look, children; cotton candy!
Have some and all’ be dandy

Shopkeeper: Come, children, cotton candy!
Have some and all’ be dandy!

Lucas: I just said that, you goon
Think of something more original
Or I’ll hit you with a spoon

James: Pray calm down, old man
Buy the candy or I’ll bite your hand

Lucas: Such utter insolence!
On you three bastards I’ll never spend a pence!

JZ: Beer money you spend on
But your children you don’t dote on

YL: I do not like you
A tyrannical father
I want to kill you

Shopkeeper: Here, brave children!
Use my knife
End this old bastard’s
Meaningless life

YL: Hand the knife to me
I have been dreaming of this
Despicable fool!

James: Sister, give it to me
This is no sight for a lady to see

-Yiling stabs Lucas-

Lucas: Young fry of treachery!
She has killed me, shopkeeper

-Lucas dies-

Shopkeeper: Come on, children, the candy’s on me
For killing that fool you’ll get it free

[Exeunt]

note: Yiling speaks in Haikus

Bandslam is Slammin!

I never thought I'd actually say this, but I was wrong about Bandslam. I thought it was just gonna be another one of those typical teen flicks where they break out in song and dance and jiggle their problems away, ala High School Musical. I'm not gonna lie and pretend to hate HSM, when I really did enjoy the silliness of it all, but to set the record straight, I really thought Bandslam was better.

The story starts off with Will, this loser in life and looks (not to be superficial and judgmental, but you gotta believe me, this is NOT the face of a model to be), who feels so pressurized at his old school and town that he begs his mother to move to another state. At the new school, he meets two gorgeous girls who're determined to be his friend. A totally likely scenario of course. Well, duh, naturally the two most beautiful girls in school are gonna go for the new ugly loser. What, you thought they'd be interested in the actual good looking guys? Oh puhlease.

So anyways, after Charlotte(one of the hot girls) finds out about Will's vast musical knowledge, she makes him the manager of her band. He recruits a few more people and makes it into a really big nice band, and they want to join this competition, Bandslam. Apparently, the winner gets a real record deal, so I would assume that makes it a really big thing.

The way Will tells the story is mostly through letters to his idol, David Bowie. Its an interesting way to show how he interprets events in his deluded attempt to 'connect' with his favorite singer. As it turns out, the actions of Will's father impacted his life horribly, and the people in his previous town were all angry at him for it. The story follows the story of how he overcame the shadows of his father's actions, and how he proves to himself that he is better than that.

Lisa Kudrow gave a beautiful performance (of course she did, it's Phoebe Buffay, for the love of Oprah) as the mother troubled about her son's inability to fit in. The scene when she tells Charlotte to fuck off (obviously she didn't say that, but as a blogger I have my creative license okay) and stop bothering her son (cause of something horrid Charlotte did) was just perfect.

Overall verdict: Exceeded my expectations, but I was expecting pretty bad. Decent show, ain't gonna remember it by next week but it was still good fun.

My Favourite Things

Revisiting 'The Sound Of Music', I realized you can actually sing a song about your favourites to make yourself feel better. But I hardly like raindrops on roses, bright copper kettles or whiskers on kittens. So, I decided to come up with my own version of more practical things to love. Sing it to the tune of the original song =)

Ellen on TV and Mariah singing
Dancing in moonlight with no shred of clothing
Rachel Green, Phoebe and Chandler Bing
These are a few of my favorite things

People who don't smile and those with no eyebrows
Stalking my neighbor while riding a milk cow
Flirting with strangers and casual flings
These are a few of my favorite things

Stealing some money from a wishing fountain
Sex with a blond on the peak of a mountain
Slutty girls, I'd like to poison their drinks
These are a few of my favourite things

When the grades drop, when I can't sing,
when I'm feeling sad,
I simply remember my favorite things,
and then I don't feel so bad.

The original song: