In Tomorrow Lies a Better Future

Truly, truly.

Well, can't say that my selfish and shameless pimping wasn't successful, what with my low profile entry "When There's a Will..." made the page at tomorrow.sg, a coglomeration of Singaporean bloggers and blogheads.

The spectacular result: An innumerable addition to my blogpatrol counter! What's up with 80 IP-specific readers in the first 10 hours of the day??! That's like, so record-breaking its practically vandalism.

The thrill and excitement derived from such an ethereal goal as fame may be detrimental in long-term, but WHAT THE HEY, it rocks, i rock.

I swear, this is better than going crazy. Or drunk. Or crunk. Erm scrap that last one, gettin' crunk is ma LIFE! Pardon the deviation from the sober tone, but i am rather inebriated on the temporal nirvana that is FAME and ACKNOWLEDGMENT! Wahaha attention whore...

What does one do to rid oneself of the impermeably dense fog of delirious high? Why, one goes to the DSTA Holiday Treat© (you can see why they'd want to copyright that)!! It was this full day event whereby geektards and nerdoids volunteeringly signed up for a free buffet, free Counterstrike military simulations and a free Omnimax movie. Being such kiasus, who wouldn't?

It started off with several classmates and i descending upon (read: we are so angelic that we can fly) the Singapore Science Centre. After a tedious Defence Science & Technology briefing that may or may not have altered my vocational future, we were ushered into the theatre to begin the feature performance: MYSTIC INDIA!

I shall refrain from further elaborations lest my comments spark off Singapore's third racial riots. Aiyoh between the Caucasians and the Japanese, LAH!

After the whole shindig, i single-handedly organised a 8:40pm screening of Batman Begins for 10 people. 'Organising' also taking on the definition of being an absolute slave to everyone while trying to accomodate and coordinate it to the preferences of individuals.

Meh, it was so successful that i managed it all within the ride home from Kovan MRT. I'm feeling i start a course of Organisation 101 at NTU (no, it's not a course for maids and housewives).

BATMAN ROCKS! Wah it's one of the best shows i've seen all year! Cool effects, nice story, cool gadgets, stony-but-otherwise-acceptable-for-stoic-Bruce-Wayne acting, cool allusions... Oh and did i mention that the show was uber godly cool? I even suggested throwing the tacky GV combo of the week freebie (a plastic batman torso w/ cape) into the cinema crowd while Batman was majestically soaring above the rooftops on screen. The effects there would have been priceless

The Scarecrow, though, did not get his just desserts. Not that he was a particularly malefic villian without the typical storybook ending, but that he had virtually NO ROLE in the movie. You call THAT a semi-main antagonist??

I, on the other hand, have set into motion the wheels of my world domination. Firstly, i'll entrap my friends by being so damned nice that they end up owing me all sorts of unwritten favours. Secondly, i'll extend my influence through the blogosphere (even tomorrow.sg is susceptible to my wiles WAHA!). Finally, the subconscious will be manipulated on a global scale as my, yes, MY lyrics are sung simultaneously by 2 bands on opposite poles of the world.

Yes, this world will soon be mine!!

Shit, i'm already filling up the knife-studded shoes of a monologuing megalomaniac...



Feeling filthy, FILTHY RICH to... They Don't Want Music - BEP ft James Brown