Just another one of my freelance jobs that I do!

I’m paid pretty well for these, so enjoy the videos! Also available in HD!

Disappearing Ink

httpvh://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WRh-RTJp4w4

Dancing Flame in Water Container

httpvh://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lpmN4t8c9TM

Ah well, I’m sorry, but there really just isn’t any content to blog about these days. I do try hard, but there’s nothing eventful or out-of-the-ordinary. Nothing much worth putting up here.

Perhaps, it’s also a good way to start a transition for NS. This place will probably be barren in 2 months’ time as I get enlisted. Being stuck in camp and all that, and not allowed to mention much about NS in the first place.

Well, at least, there was Valentine’s Day.

I think I had enough of those "hey it’s my XXth year spending V-day alone!" blog post, so this won’t be about that. And I also took some measures to avoid that.

So I can say that, hey screw you, I went out on Valentine’s Day!

I don’t know how many times I’ve had yusheng during my meals over the past week or so. It’s the same routine everytime.

You see, to me, yusheng is one of those food nature made pretty but isn’t meant for consumption.

In the Chinese culture, we have the yusheng.

That looks sweet, you might say. In some amazonian Brazilian tribe, this looks equally as sweet.

And like how the Japanese selectively eat the equally-pretty Puffer Fish, I do the same for the yusheng.

Poor me. I wonder how many others share the same shallow-minded childishness as me.

From TIME — http://www.time.com/time/arts/article/0,8599,1877187,00.html

A girl I knew in high school has memorized all of Janet Jackson’s dance routines. A college acquaintance is afraid of train whistles. Five separate people harbor lifelong desires to visit New Zealand. How do I know these things? Because they won’t stop writing about them on Facebook!

Facebook’s "25 Things About Me" meme seems harmless enough; people write 25 facts about themselves and post them on their Facebook pages, just as they do with videos, status updates and photos of last weekend’s party. An estimated 5 million of these notes — that’s 125 million facts — have appeared on the website within the past week. Assuming it takes someone 10 minutes to come up with their list, this recent bout of viral narcissism has sent roughly 800,000 hours of worktime productivity down the drain.

But it’s just so stupid. Most people aren’t funny, they aren’t insightful, and they share way too much. Facebook is a loose social network; a "friend" on Facebook might translate to someone you’d barely recognize in real life. I don’t care that my college roommate’s sister is anemic or that my stepcousin’s boyfriend gets nervous around old people (apparently he’s afraid they’re going to die).

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This entry is dedicated to my concerned friends who have tagged me.

I have quite a bit of free time these days, so I decided to put in half an hour into this.

It actually looks pretty good!

No-no, I’ve not given up on blogging as often as I can.

It’s not easy, strangely. I’ve a very hectic schedule, while most of my friends who are still waiting for enlistment like me are trying their best to burn days away. And I’m actually enjoying this.

People like me are the ones who quit schooling to enter the scary adult working world, and people think that we’re weird. But I guess, for once, I’m doing something I enjoy. No more dragging myself to school everyday.

Alright everything above didn’t make sense.

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In other news, you probably noticed that I took away the Comment Wall and replaced it with some generic shoutbox.

My web host has been complaining to me late, threatening to suspend my website, if I were to continue using that Comment Wall.

It’s a WordPress plugin script actually, and apparently it’s overloading their server.

Meh, so now I gotta start all over again. With a plain, boring, barren shoutbox.

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Lately, I’ve adopted an insane 5am-12pm sleep cycle.

I just love the silence of the night from 1am to 5am, and for that few hours I’m all by myself. Maximum productivity. Something like that.

And then because I know 7 hours of sleep is the minimum I should have, I’ll only wake up when the time feels like 12pm. Usually I’m pretty accurate, but there are times when it turns out to be 3pm.

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I’ll do a more intelligent entry another time! This should do for now.