Current Mood: Domestic & Workaholic

Jian: What’s with the pig doing over there in the card?
Me: It’s a wild boar to be exact…
Jian: Nope, kill it! And put in some giraffes in.
Me: BANG! BANG! BANG!

Silence…

Me: Done.
Jian: -_-!!

GOSH!

Friday night is the open wormhole for reliving the muddy weekend loves, spreading sinister boozing, highly induced high-roller “pop” of fantasies and of course, strictly no platonic networking (FREE SEX, ANY?)

But i was spellbound at home, tapping my feet to Faber Drive’s Tongue Tied and Lost Prophet’s A Town Called Hypocrisy, spending full-on three hours hardcore on my little freelance project.

This is JIAN’s upcoming invitation card for his turn 17th birthday based on his “glamorous + Amazon” blending idea.  What say you?

P/S: JIAN, you better love it!

Current Mood: Bouncy & Camera conscious

Heck I’m late for another post again. I’ve been recuperating quite adherently and steadfast, and finally i’m back picking up that digital camera of mine that stood there darting me her sexually frustrated charged scowls. It’s time for a voyage of hardcore pampering and photography tsunami.

First up I had the lovely couple EUGENE and ERI that paid a visit to my wrecked crib, sorry for the mess pals. But the only thing that i can assure you is my total-flying-cockroach-free-zone. (Never like that time ever either!) Of course, joining along with my mini-studio session is the amazing PAT PAT from Hornian Enthalpy.

Eri is my first ever female portrait model and frankly speaking, a first model and suprisingly docile and willing to just sit there toasting and turning? Count myself a lucky bastard.

Aha! Fat chance for Eugene letting a single chance of camwhoring slipped through his fingers. I kept on telling the couple that “Give me this GUBRA feel! Give the this OH I’M SO SEXUALLY CHARGED BABE and I’M SO GONNA DO YOU later!” and in the end? BANG! We made it on the first shot.

This would be the BEST SPLASH SHOT OF THE DAY, with only a lousy 12 inch Voilet Panasonic Fan on her right on full number-three-blast, you would be quite surprised that this piece of junk has the tendency to lift up those hair. I stood there focusing on Eri while asking her to look to the back, then asked her to turn back at me again and clicked that shutter quick at flickery.

Quite an experience for a beginner like me, I would like to forward my heartiest thanks to ERI and EUGENE for being both a wonderful model and guest; PAT PAT for always been an amazing supermate to work with all these while.

STAY TUNED! Some generous comments? Yes? No?

Current Mood: Rejuvenated & Relaxed & Sleepy

Its been a little far too long isn’t it? My apologies.

Even how all these recent round of incredible fuck-up on me seemed wretching. It is actually not that woeful. Okay, so i was brutally shackled with frustrations, abusive post bombarded. But those are understandable …

As you see, emotions are not supposed to be logical… one shall considered dangerous if a man trying to put rationalism into our emotions. I am sorry, but double-crossing is just not my favor, seriously… I don’t give a damn.

Every time when i was on a low tide, my collective fears and pains would stimulate the instinct of new things… things i would call “Advanced General Knowledges”. And it is good … I live a better man.

In everyone of us here, some part of you remains solitude. While at this moment, under my placid exterior … it is only that my solitude ray has been emanating in a longer wave lengths. So if my fellow readers somehow are in such position, do not worry … albeit love might be the poverty of self (which is good), in deep solitude you find gentleness… and it is the richness of self (which the latter serves nothing but the same)

If you would have asked me if i am okay? Well… i might have throw a tack vague answer at you. YES and NO… Its just like those farts in the bathtub, you can still smell the shits somewhere around those corners, tickling your nasal cavity once in a while.

This new banner of splashmilk.com here is the 8th one so far, and its there to serve a reminder. “Why crying over split milk?”

Splash it away, sucka.