Thursday, March 27, 2008

Torturing People Part 14

Ultimate Manicure

Suggested Materials
Nail filer
Cuticle remover
Sandpaper
Pen-knife

Note: This torture is NOT exclusively for ladies only.

Steps:
1. Make your victim comfortable. If that means using fluffy cushions, so be it. Tie him/her if necessary.
2. Start with the basics: file the nails.
3. Apply cuticle remover. (This step is crucial. It will make things easier for you later.)
4. Polish the nails with sandpaper. Polish until thickness of nails is halved.
5. With a pen-knife, smooth the nails by slicing it off layer by layer. Take your time as the nails get thinner.
6. Polish nails again with sandpaper.

Be careful to not cut into your victim's flesh. Be good to him/her. ^^

Note: Don't worry, nails will grow back too. ^^


Disclaimer:
No person or animal is harmed in the process of creating this post.
Any coincidence to anyone or any event is unintentional.
The author (i.e. me) would not be held responsible for any consequences if the torture should be carried out.

Saturday, March 15, 2008

Dreams Episode 4

Day of dream: last night
Setting: NUS High hostel look-a-like+incomplete NUS High campus
Story:
This dream is kind of like my own version of the Heroes Season 2...

I was Claire Bennet, the cheerleader with the ability to spontanously regenerate. It was after Season 1, my family and I were going into hiding. For some reason, my dad decided that he would place me in hostel/boarding school.

After a few days, I got really sick of hiding and running away from the organization that was supposedly hunting me. I was curious about who I was, and my history. So I decided to get into the campus to retrieve information about myself. I waited for the right time.

Night befell, security cameras and lazer fences were up. To avoid detection, the optimal path would be to go through the long, dark narrow concrete path between the field and the bushes. (At this point, note that the landscape in my dream is not as complicated as real-life. The hostel and the campus were on the same level, instead of being on compounded levels.The track was replaced by a narrow concrete path on the side nearer to the church. And on the other side, it is replaced by a simple garden.) I remembered clearly that a few strands of golden hair got pulled off by the wind (yes, I was blonde).

Finally, I reached the safe shelter of the campus. It was made up of nothing more than pathways for wheels that zig-zaged upward. The fastest way to the top is to climb. I wanted to get to the top as fast as possible, as I thought they might soon find out that I was missing from my bed. I clambered and fell, but recovered quickly and continued. People, those with abilities like me and searching for answers, seemed to appear from nowhere, and started climbing with me as well. I was the first to reach the top. Peter Petrelli flew to the top, and vonlunteered to fly me to the other end of the white, empty campus, where the answers are. I put my arms around him, and we jumped. But he forgot how to fly, and fell, broke his neck, and died.

The world that we fell in seemed to be the same one, but different. Construction was going on, which was not there when I reached the campus. I was traumatized by Peter's death, and ran off to hide in a car nearby. Two ladies walked toward the car, discussing about the construction. The first lady entered the car, and noticed me... I think I killed her...

That was all I remembered...

Sunday, March 09, 2008

Dreams Episode 3

Day of dream: last night
Setting: somewhere near the beach in England
Story:
I dont quite remember how the dream began... What I remembered was that my family and I were living in Europe, we drove to a bus station in England and joined a bus tour. The tour took us to a really sceneric beach. We had some adventurous games there, including crossing the rushing water on narrow stone bridges. I was wearing my grey street jeans, and got it all wet. I completed the race before everyone else. Then I got to this watch tower and observe the race from there. For one reason or another, my teachers were there too. They were going through the race as well. A math teacher, Ms. Ching, cheated, running across the bridges.

I turned around, and found that my relatives from Johor Bahru, Malaysia, were there too...

After that, we took the bus back to the bus station. I thought that we should have more outing like that one, since it is convenient to drive there. My mum and I went shopping, and I found this gorgeous hair clip... More happened, I just cannot remember anymore.

For some reason, I know that it is England, thought I had only been there when I was really young. The place actually looked a little like Chinatown. Lolx

Dreams Episode 2

Date of dream: yesterday
Setting: NUS High School hostel+track
Story:
For some reason, a friend (can't remember his name) and I caught a suspicious woman around his car. She placed 2 dolls, a boy and a girl, on his car's screen. She begged us not to turn her in, and told us that she only wanted her children to live. It turned out that she was dying, and so was her young son and her youngest little daughter. She wanted to make sure that her children live a healthy life before her time ends. Her husband, and son came to look for her, and she was full of joy when her son held her in his little hands and walked away.

My friend, let's call him Jason for now, thought about his little sister who died at a young age. He thought that parents only wanted their children to live safe, healthy, and happy, and perhaps that mother was just trying to do something for her children.

I went to look for more information about the mojo the mother was triffling with, and found it in an ancient magic book. It says that the curse can bring dead children back to life, and can ensure living ones a healthy live. Thinking it was a harmless curse, I tried it, with Jason, his younger brother, and his dead little sister, thinking that it would cheer him up.

I placed the dolls on the grand-stand and waited for Jason to come. He came, looking dejected. Before he could ask me what was going on, a bus drove in, and the driver got out of her seat. It was Jason's dead little sister. She ran toward Jason. They hugged. I stared at her, and fear creeped into me. She turned to me, calling me passionately. Fear finally escaped through my lips. I screamed, "You're not her!" Jason stared at me, and then at his sister, confused. The new sister look so much like Jason's sweet sister, indentical even. Yet I just know that she is not her. She had an evil aura. She grinned at me, and attacked me. I blocked it off. She ran out of the school. I chased after her. She was strong. After some action, I managed to de-demonize her by putting around her neck a necklace that Jason's sister held dear to.

Realizing that the curse went terribly wrong, I grabbed a few items from the hostel, including Jason's sweat-drenched PE t-shirt, and set off to look for Jason and his younger brother. I managed to put the stinking shirt on his younger brother and exorcized him. (Personally, I think the stink of the shirt is the key factor that kept the demon away. :p) I found Jason, but did not manage to exorcize him...

At some point of the dream, probably after exorcizing Jason's sister, I read through the ancient book again. It turned out that I merely scanned through it before performing the curse, without realizing that the curse would only work when a mother perform it on her children. The curse was invented by a shaman long ago, in attempt to saving his dying daughter. Finding that it works, he used it on other children as well, out of goodwill. Things went wrong in that village, and he had to set them right. Whether or not he succeed, I cannot remember...

Dreams Episode 1

From now on, I shall add one more section to my blog, called Dreams. This would be a record of all the weird dreams that I had and can remember.


Date of dream: around the last week of February 2008
Setting:
NUS High School, lower level classrooms (although it doesn't look like it, now that I recall)
Story:
The year 6s are suppose to have some mass test or exam in a classroom that has somehow been extended by removing the partition. After the test/exam, I went out for a break alone, with my bag and all. For some reason, I didn't realize there's another test/exam, and I was the only year 6 wondering around the school compound. Then Mr. Ang, the discipline master, saw me and asked me why I was not taking the test, and gave me a detention for that.
That's not the end, for later, I argued with him to forget about the detention.

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

Record breaking!!

Last weekend was one with accomplishment. Not because I finished my homework (far from that in fact: 1 chemistry report, 3 math assignments, 1 english speech, and 2 mandarin speeches). I managed to find information on someone, whom I knew only by name, through the internet. Just to clarify, I wasn't stalking. I was merely doing a simple search on that person. You'll be surprised by the inforamtion you can get on the internet, which further convinces me that the internet is no place for privacy.

And yesterday, I broke my own record! I ran 7 laps in one day!!! It may not be much for people, but considering I hardly run my 2.4km every year (I ran and strolled, mostly the latter), which is 6 laps... I (slow) jogged 3 laps, rest, and slow jogged and leapt a quarter of the track each for the next 3 laps, and slow jogged the last lap.

Monday, 3rd March 2008: Karyen ran 7 laps in one day.