SCII. Epic.

This short and simple blog post has been created to commemorate the launch of StarCraft II, a game of epic proportion ten years in the making, one that is not within my reach though I very much desire it due to the overwhelming cost of completely overhauling my PC. Sigh.

I shall heal my grievance slowly by watching replays and cut scenes from the game as well as wait patiently for the launch of PlayStation Move.

I'm just waiting for the official pricing in Malaysia to be revealed before deciding whether or not to proceed since the plan to purchase said console has already been approved by Jacklyn *grins*

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Breakfast Pamper.

Discovery of the Day: Inspiration for blog posts only comes during work hours, there goes productivity.

The occasional splurge on breakfast with Jacklyn at La Bodega. Occasional because 60 plus ringgit can buy us many bowls of chili Pan Mee, enough to make us stay away from it for weeks.

Sigh, can't help but to wonder if I can still afford to be sitting here again to enjoy a nice, warm breakfast once a kid comes along. Afford not only in terms of monetary but also taking care of the kid while trying to eat at the same time, especially if he/she takes after the mother like, totally - the worst case scenario *shudders at the thought*

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Either a Butterfly or a Moth.

Had thought of a catchy title but couldn't use it upon realization that I wasn't sure which insect group it belonged to. A quick search on the Internet later, I conclude that its a moth based on the characteristics that its dull in color, it has a thick and fuzzy body and its wings are held flat against body when resting. But still, I might be wrong.

Anyway, other than showing how large the moth is and that my finger tips are somewhat fairer than the rest of my hand, in case you didn't know, it is Chinese belief that the visiting moth, usually uncommonly huge one, black or dull in color, is a physical manifestation of the spirit or soul of a deceased one returning to pay a visit.

Nothing to do with bad luck, misfortunes or curses.

The moth(s) would normally stay (at the same location) for a few days before disappearing. I've been warned since young not to disturb the moth(s) and to just leave them alone (which in this case, I didn't) as a sign of respect. To have a better understanding, I've inquired why they should be left alone but never got any explanation, typical Chinese 'education' of never question and just do what you've been told.

I would assume the warning's probably for kids fearing that they would unknowingly torture then pulverize the moth into pieces. But even when everyone's all grown up?

Seriously, I mean, if I'm dead and took all the trouble to transform into a moth and fly all the way to visit, let's say my children to see how they're doing, they had better serve me awesome roast pork and liquor, invite me into their house and switch to my favorite channel on TV. Else, I'll make sure that they're aware that its me and that I'm bloody pissed!

Yeah, unless there are some type of afterlife rules that prohibits me from doing so.

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Alamak!

Of all times, I had to sprain my ankle during badminton last night, it looks pretty swollen now. Sigh. I'm really worried that it might not heal in time for my marathon next Saturday, one that I've been looking forward to.

Also, no more practice runs until then! I should start some mental preparation to accept the fact that I shall fare poorly at yet another run. Shucks!

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Snowflake.

My current favorite dessert outlet because I love shaved ice based desserts unconditionally, be it ABC (Air Batu Campur) or Cendol or the ice shavings from 100 Yen shop, you name it, I love them all. I think I'm very much similar to Jacklyn in a way, I always say that she was born in the wrong continent because she loves western food tremendously! And as for me, I love being immersed in coldness. A good example would be how much I enjoy sitting outdoors during the cold breezy night (usually about 16 degrees I think) in Genting Highlands sipping on Frappucino, wearing just t-shirt and quarter pants. Blissful.

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