" God wasn't kind to the indian men..." -Russell Peter
God wasn't kind is actually an understatment, Frankly speaking, I feel that God, if he/she/it exist, is capricious in nature. Reflecting upon my own life, I realsie that I always survire all the dark moments which seem determined to end my story. Yet when the story is going well, there will always be a fatal flaw. Seems like some unknown hands is toying with me, extending my story...Or maybe I am just trying to blame/ praise the turn of events on someone.
But nevertheless, I shall decide how my story goes from now on after resigning myself to fate for 698 days ... It will be long, much much much longer and it will be full of happy moments and pleasant suprises and of course a damn happy ending. You read that big guy ? This is an official declaration of independence. Of course, I won't mind if you intend to throw good things my way, but please, keep all the bad stuff and ideas or pranks you have to someone else.
Anyway, out of curiousity and maybe due to some influence from Ting Ting, I decide to find out more on my 三世书. And the results are below :
If its too small, Click on it haha.
I actually find it to be quite true , at least for this life...
I wouldn't really know if I'm some hero of justice in my last life or Space Shutter pilot in my next, but both of them really sound more impressive than what I am doing and intended to do this life. Maybe its time for a change lol~
Maybe I should go be some masked super hero that fight crimes in Singapore. O wait... I think James Lye tried that unsuccessfully ... You know the VR Man, the guy who started his crime fighting career protecting a Chicken Rice stall if my memory serve me right. I wonder how many of you have not been brain washed to forget about the great embrassement that it was. Its so bad that I can't find any image of it...
To save myself the same embrassment , Firstly, I will wear a bigger mask to cover my face. Secondly, I will not wear a black spandex. Thirdly, I will try to be an icon that will scare the poo out of every one with evil intentions. Most likely I will look like this...
And lastly, I will start my career by hunting the most terrifying terrorist in Singapore currently. The short, chubby and limping guy that managed to broke out of a high security area and eluded the police, Motherland army and dunno what else that was send to hunt him down, for so long.
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