geminianeyes: Fran X Miles Double Team  (Fran X Miles Double Team)

It was hard watching T4YP earlier today. A lot of unexpected feelings surfaced, especially when you consider some of the subject matter. The first play, about a guy asking the girl for a long distance relationship and the girl saying no, that hurt. Because I know how it feels to pull yourself away because you can’t handle the hurt. And that letting the other person down is just one of the most horrible things you can do.

I loved Kimmy’s performance in this, though I thought she should have smacked the guy a few times for being an idiot.

The second play was about anxiety. Specifically that debilitating fear some people have in public. Ellen’s a girl who forces herself to go to the nearby McDonald’s for lunch, and finds it horribly hard to silence the voice in her head. It’s the same voice that tells her she shouldn’t be out, that she has no business being in public, and finally, the stress gets too much and she tries to run away.

As she’s about to leave without ordering, she sees her acquaintance Olivia walk in. Ellen thinks about saying hi to her, but the inner voice points out that she’s a horrible conversationalist. Ellen finally agrees and is about to leave when Olivia sees her and invites her to sit. Then Olivia plays with her hair, and there’s an awkward silence, during which the voice claims victory. Olivia then leaves Ellen, unable to withstand the awkwardness, but not without inviting Ellen to an audition they’re having soon. Ellen decides to attend, and finally stands up to the voice.

I liked how this ended, but at the same time, I thought it was rather naive and optimistic. I know of people who have this, and well… coming out and facing your fears isn’t always this easy.

Nana’s skit was highly disturbing. Nana makes an offer to her childhood friend, who says no. She jokes about him not liking her, and he says he never said he didn’t. Then he attempts to have sex with her, and Nana runs away. What’s interesting in this play is that there’s an unintended followup. I say unintended because the actor who should have been playing the role in this act and the one in the last act were the same guy, standing in for another actor who could not make it.

The guy was nicknamed “Sexual Harrasment Guy” by the way, by our group. Because between this and the last, he played the guy who tried to assault two girls.

The next play, I think, was a monologue by a guy who was gay. His was a heartbreaking story. However, the actor who played the character was a stand-in and not the original. His performance was good, but it wasn’t great. I spoke to the actor who wrote it, and he had a hairline fracture. Get well soon, Brendan!

I can’t remember if there was another skit between this, but the last skit was about Samson and a prostitute. I mentioned before that the actor from Nana was the same as Samson, and so it wasn’t hard to think the two of them were the one and the same, just that it took place several months apart.

Samson apparently hired a prostitute, but when he lets her into the house and starts talking, it’s obvious that he’s substituting her for something or someone else. What follows is the prostitute (whose name I need to find out) trying all sorts of things to get Samson into the mood. He resists, and insists she start from the shoulders. So she massages him and then tries to educate him about BDSM.

Samson cannot quite get the idea of consent, and she then chokes him in an example of it. He loses his temper, stuffs money in her mouth, and attempts to overpower her. She pulls a knife from her pants and he backs off, terrified. The skit ends with her handcuffing him to the bed, and then she leaves him, with the key JUSTTTTT out of reach.

This was a much darker and more mature material than I expected from such a group, which was rather refreshing. I was a little concerned though, because there were young kids in the audience. However, we didn’t hear any inappropriate questions, so all good.

Overall, T4YP’s Main-Main is a pretty good show, with minimal props and great stage acting. They also prove the point that you don’t need costumes to put on a show. Sometimes all you need is great performances.

Oh, I forgot to mention: To differentiate the different skits, there were these little “commercials” in between. One of my favourite was when a guy who couldn’t pronounce “Apple” went into this 2 minute melodrama dance set to a Chinese ballad, which ended with him saying “Apple” properly. Then there was the one where the guy kept disturbing the girl by poking her, and she responded by slapping him after 3 warnings. I have never quite heard a slap so loud.

There was also a Disney tribute and a Lady Gaga Op and Ed sequence. I enjoyed myself tremendously.

And now, sleep!

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So, on Wednesday night, I woke up from my sleep with acute teeth pain. It was so painful I was almost in tears. A sharp stabbing pain like nothing before. And some itchiness at the back of my jaw to top it all off. So I made an unscheduled visit to my dentist the next morning. He suggested I go for a root canal but recommended I go for a second opinion because it was the first time I had ever needed a root canal.

I skipped that yesterday because I was rushing to work. And then this morning I went to him again, and he suggested I get an x-ray, because I now had additional symptoms. I agreed, and then I went to a dentist that was recommended by my ex-manager. Because it was a walk-in, the wait was quite long; think about 1.5 hours. During my time there, a kid screamed in the surgery. ^^; I think he was just too nervous?

So then I got an x-ray and some very interesting information about my teeth. For one, I still have my milk teeth (2 of them!) Also the tooth that required the root canal had sort of “invited” the tooth next to it, so I may need to do two root canals instead of one. However, that was something that could be done one at a time. The price though, was a good RM100 higher than what my original dentist was charging, though the tempting offer was that I’d have to visit him less.

The best part of all? Both dentists take only cash. WTF.

Rest of the day was spent waffling between the two. The reason is simple: cheaper dentist is more familiar with my teeth and is a known factor. However, he’s only around on weekdays, which means if I want to do it on weekends it’s a no-go. More exp doc is available on weekends, including tomorrow, but he’s fully booked till next week. I can take a chance and walk in, but the nurses say it’s better for me to get an appointment done first.

Got home and discussed things with the parental units. Dad suggested I try the dentist that did his extraction nearby, because at this point in time, cost is an issue. I’ll go check them out and see what they say. Thing is, I’ve googled the place, and the reviews I’ve been seeing isn’t exactly… encouraging.

Also proof that my body also likes to joke around, the pain is quite acute outside my room. But when I’m in my room, I don’t really feel that much pain. However, it’s getting quite hard to eat. My left side hates it if any food gets in there, so I’ve been relying on the right side of the jaw to eat. This has the funny side effect of me actually tilting my head to the right so I chew on that side.

No, I don’t know why either.

Urgh this pain is irritating!

Also, as of 2014, here are the rough rates for root canals around the Klang Valley:

RM400-RM1,000, depending on who you go to.

Will post reviews of the different dentists later.

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geminianeyes: Cute sisters from PW as kids (Default)

Time leaves a scar
Memories of a passing mortality
Skins wrinkle, senses fade
We disappear into nothingness

Sentience is but a curse
Life is but a dream
This reality is all we have
So realities we have to make.

A step forward
A hesitant move
Time presses on
Invisible but for its presence.

We strive
Only to survive
Yet in that simple act
We ensure immortality.

Some win immortality through words
Some win immortality through deeds
Some are proof of immortality
Fruits of a mixed gene.

Time leaves a scar
Traces of a fragile immortality
Our actions shape everything
A butterfly may cause a storm.

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Keeyong: It’s near Pudu Jail (referring to this)

Me: Yeah, that’s where all the dead bodies are.

The Godfather: *wide eyes, terrified look on face* Dun bluff wei.

[Ian]: Dead bodies?

Me: From Pudu Jail.

The Godfather: Dun bluff wei. Dun bluff. *the look on his face was priceless*

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geminianeyes: Cute sisters from PW as kids (Default)

Karcy had a very interesting question the other day. She asked on Facebook, why do the artists on her friends list create?

For me, the art of creation is what keeps me sane. Writing keeps me sane, keeps me alive, keeps me grounded, in a sense. Several years ago, after being out of a job for about 10 months, I began to work full time again. (My venture into freelance is something I’m still highly embarrassed about, mainly because it’s due to my own inadequacies, but that’s a topic for another day).

So when I started working again, I went into social media. It was what I was hired for, what my skillset then was good at. And in the business of it all, I neglected to write. As in write longform, stringing together words to make sentences to turn into essays. I began job-hopping. Then I finally ended up where I am working now, and still I didn’t write.

It took almost 18 months and the realisation I was slipping into depression before I began to take up the pen again. I could write, it seems during Nannowrimo, but I was afraid to write any other time. The sense of failure had resulted in fear, and I was truly afraid that I would fail again.

I tried all sorts of way to write. It wasn’t until this year, when I started submitting stories, that I really felt right about writing. It’s not an indulgent thing, to want to write because I want to. It’s not a matter of bragging about my skills. I’m not an imposter who’s lucky enough to string words together.

I write because I want to live.

And that’s all that matters.

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geminianeyes: Smexy Naoya from SMT Devil Survivor (Naoya Glasses)

Am I happy?

A friend asked me what my goal was, and asked if I was happy.

I think I can answer this the same as I answered her then.

I am happy now. I’m not satisfied with all aspects of my life, but I’m happy where I am now. Career wise, friends wise. Perhaps even relationship wise. I’m happy being single. I’m being me, and for me, at this moment, it is adequate. I am learning to be comfortable in my own skin again. Learning to live for myself.

Still so much to improve. So many things to fix. So many goals to reach.

Life is a journey. At this point, I’m happy where my road is. I’m learning new things about myself every day (such as it takes me at least 2-3 false starts before I really get cracking on something) and that I’m horrible when I’m HANGRY. My body’s undergoing changes too, and it’s fitting the life I want to live.

So more good food, more exercise, and most importantly, more sleep. That’s one of the few aspects of my life that I can improve on right now, and which I intend to. With that, good night.

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geminianeyes: Ready, set, write! (Ready set write!)

Quick Prose-ACK CAFKL Update: Thank you to everyone who came and bought our books! They’re all sold out. :) Chapters 2 will be published by end of this week, I still need to clean some bits out. Thank you very much for your support!

And as a tiny bonus, here’s a quick ficlet I did for the 15-Minute Ficlet challenge on Dreamwidth:

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Chapters 1: Shorts by Naoko Kensaku

Chapters 1: Shorts by Naoko Kensaku

UWAA its happening! Chapters 1: Shorts by Naoko Kensaku, aka my first doujin, goes on sale tomorrow at the Comic Art Festival Kuala Lumpur. It’s a compilation of Chapters 1 from the following projects:

  • Arista
    A woman and a teenager have a conversation at a bus stop.
  • Suara
    Chased by wolves, Suara fights for her survival.
  • Shakti
    Sometimes you remember more than you want to.
  • Evgenia
    Picking up the burden of Kingship was never easy.
  • Breaking Things Apart
    Who knew a name change would be so difficult?

Stories range from sci-fi to fantasy. Each copy is RM6. If you purchase Tales Of Vaticanny Palace, written by my booth partner DMJewelle, the total will be RM10! We’re Prose-ACK at B17:

Prose-ACK Booth at B17, CAFKL

Prose-ACK Booth at B17, CAFKL


Do drop by and support us! Plus, buy both books and get a random fortune! Samples here.

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Been sick the past few weeks. Last week was the worst; I ended up taking two days of sick leave because I really couldn’t stand it any more. As it turned out, a mix of extra sleep (plenty of it!), modern medicine and just general relaxing with friends did a lot to help me recover. The week after Japan has been an insanely busy one. This wasn’t helped by the fact that my flu got worse after I came home. Still, at least I feel functional now and no more “I want to stay home and curl in my blanket.”

Car also went to the hospital. Mom and dad took him to the paint shop while I was away, and when I got him back, he was gleaming! Sadly, his engine whined at me and he went into the hospital for an emergency top overhaul. I’d been delaying that for months and now I paid the price whoops!

Let’s see… the extender cable on my Superlux HD318F died. As in it’s showing the “you have stressed out the wires and therefore we will not longer work unless you adjust us just right” issue I’ve had with all my other earphones. Yes, yes, I’ll start carrying a bag for my headphones. I can’t stand them dying on me. *flails*

Also, Tabitha, my tablet, has been lagging quite a bit lately. I haven’t cleaned up the apps yet, so that’s on my next to-do list when I get the time. It’s odd that she’d be this slow though, considering her specs. Her battery life is still awesome though. Benefits of keeping her docked with the keyboard (or always “married” as Wind_Goddess says) all the time.

Aiks, that turned into a tech update instead of a life status update. Well, in a lot of ways, my tech updates mirror my life update.

Fitness-wise, I’ve stopped exercises temporarily, mainly because of health. Going to kickstart my planned routine again tomorrow most likely. Depends on whether body feels up to it. My legs were feeling really weak just now at dinner when I was out with Rincredulous and the others.

New routine, if it works, should help with strength training and extending stamina. Basically it’s an alternate day plan with an hour’s run on one day, then a 30 minute Nike+ training session the next day. I’ve completed two sessions so far, and it seems to be working. I fell sick with the flu JUST before my trip, and it was alright while I was in Japan, then got worse when I came back to Malaysia. So I haven’t trained for almost two weeks.

I’m quite glad that I don’t have any runs coming up soon, but it also means that I don’t really have a drive to push myself to train. Did I mention that work is kicking my ass? Because it is.

Speaking of work, on the creative side, I’ll be selling my words at the Comic Art Festival Kuala Lumpur happening next week at the Annexe, Central Market. It’ll be happening from 7-8 June, 2014, 10am to 6pm. Goddess help me and Dimmie. :D We’re operating a booth called ProseACK! and will be at B17. Our friends Milk Tea and Monsters will be next to us at B16, selling an anthology called “How Was Your Day?” by 8 different artists. ;)

Dimmie will be selling a collection of her Vaticanny Palace stories (which, if you like irreverent and funny divinity stories you must get!) while I am hopefully going to compile a series of Chapter 1s and put them up for sale.

In addition, you’ll also be supporting a bunch of youngsters who self-publish their own comics, books and other creative stuff. Stuff that *I* am looking out for include Veleries’ Echo Comic and whatever the heck Maxsterism is going to be doing at B14, and not to mention Maikii at B13!

So clear out that weekend, and check out us out!

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geminianeyes: Fran X Miles Double Team  (Fran X Miles Double Team)

What does a kiss taste like?
Soft, gentle, undemanding
A chaste kiss
To say Hello.

What does a kiss taste like?
Hot, hard, fierce
Unrelenting desire
Passion unleashed.

What does a kiss taste like?
Hints, teases
A memory made
Changed forever.

What does a kiss taste like?
Skin on skin
A tug, a pull
An intoxicating emotion.

What does a kiss taste like?
Dominance, submission
A battle of desire
Passionate days.

What does a kiss taste like?
A beginning, an end
A greeting, a farewell
A journey.

~~~~~

Been meaning to write something simple for some time. And then today, that line just popped into my head. What is the meaning of a kiss? Is it in the lips? Is it in the body language? Is it, in the grossest sense of the word, the saliva transfer?

It’s probably all this and more.

A kiss.

Such an innocent thing. So much meaning. Much impact.

Ok I’ll stop with the doge thing. XD

It’s more intimate than a hug I feel. And more private though. But it’s a gentle reminder. Of being loved. Of being cared for. Of having an intimate bond.

A bond that might not break no matter what.

I like hugs. I love kisses.

I think it’s mainly because I don’t have that much opportunity to kiss. So the hugs help make up for it. No, I take it back.

I love hugs.

They’re awesome. And it’s more comforting than a kiss. A kiss, no matter how you look at it, is brief. It doesn’t happen for long. But a hug?

That lasts as long as you need it to. Three minutes. Four. Even an hour. Holding someone until they feel comforted. Until they feel someone else loves them the way they do.

I’m blessed to get both. Well, not the intimate kind of kisses now, but the others, yes.

I’m blessed to be loved.

More importantly, I’m blessed to be able to love. Even if it doesn’t seem like it to the receiver (sorry, I admit I’m somewhat a tsundere.)

Thank you, for loving me.

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CAFKL Promo!

Monday, April 28th, 2014 11:34 pm
geminianeyes: Fran X Miles Double Team  (Fran X Miles Double Team)

Dimmie and I will be at the Comic Art Festival Kuala Lumpur (aka CAFKL) this June! Come and support us by buying our words! CAFKL will be happening at:

Venue: The Annexe, Central Market
Date: June 7 – June 8, 2014
Time: 10am – 7pm

What will we be selling? As mentioned, we’ll be selling our own original works. What are they?

Dimmie’s going to be putting out an anthology of her stories, called “Tales from the Vaticanny Palace.” These will be based on her Vaticanny series. They’re mainly about this god named Finnegan and his hapless assistant Sedna. This winning combination is a fantastic barrel of laughs and sarcasm. Some of my own favourite stories from this series include the Radio episode, aka welcome to the vaticanny place, which is a fantastic parody of a certain radio show.

You can check out some more interesting snippets here.

As for me, I’ll be publishing a series of chapters called… Chapter 1. These are basically going to be, literally, chapter 1 of stories I’ve written so far. Some of them are probably going to be stuff that was rejected by other anthologies. Some will probably be first person view and so forth. The only thing is that they will all have at least 2 chapters written. If you like the first chapter, there’ll be a link to read the second chapter, and so forth.

Keep an eye out for our stuff, and I hope to see you all there!

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geminianeyes: Young Miles comforting young Fran (Miles comforting young Fran)

Dragon plugged into office comp
Dragon plugged into office comp

Writer’s note: a cut from today’s stream of consciousness writing. And in case you were wondering, yes I haven’t forgotten my list of things to write nor the 100 weeks challenge yet. XD

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geminianeyes: Fran X Miles Double Team  (Fran X Miles Double Team)

Burning paper money, from Ching Bing
Burning paper money, from Ching Bing

The most intoxicating part of a writing project for me is usually the ideas process. This is also the part that tells me whether or not the book is ever going to be sold, because it shows how attached I am to the words I intend to put out.

I’ve had ideas sit in my head for years. Ideas that come and go within a few days or weeks. The difference between them is how intense these ideas are.

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The Godfather: i want to be reincarnated as a cat
CJ: I want to adopt the Godfather and get him fixed

~~~~

Fef: Then we shared the fingers.

Context below cut:

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geminianeyes: Is ded please send coffee (Is ded send coffee)


Here, cute pic before you click on wall of text below

So, testing this for the first time. I kind of regret not signing up for 750words.com before this. Should have done it a long time ago, but I thought that daily word counts were not a thing that I could do. Shows what I know, huh? Now that I’ve resorted to this, I have nothing more to do than to keep doing it. :D

On a fun note, this service is free for the first 30 days, then after that you have to pay USD5 a month to keep using the site. Usually I avoid subscription services like the plague, but this site has a few gamification and data features that interests me (which reminds me I need to look up that Big Data course on Google).

There’s badges here! As in badges that you get when you sign up, when you complete achievements, and so forth. They also pull your IP and display the weather it was when you were writing; I find this quite amusing and would probably be a good way for me to gauge further down the road what keeps me writing and what probably keeps me in bed.

Now, for the features that caught my eye; this site also has stats on when you write, your speed, the words you use, etc etc etc, all stuff that I usually find very useful. These stats are kind of hard to collect though, and even harder to display meaningfully (aka I am too lazy to see if the scripts for this exist). They also have monthly and weekly stats, which are far more useful to me.

Yes, I’m using this site as a way to keep myself writing. 750 words, I think, is a pretty hefty chunk to write. It’s three pages long, which, for a blog, is pretty lengthy. But I think it might work, and since they’re talking about writing a little bit every day, I think it’s a good habit to start again.

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Reading list!

Monday, April 7th, 2014 12:22 am
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The Count Of Thebes

So one of the things I kinda resolved to do this year was to make my way through my pile of unread books. I’ve read (in no particular order):

  • Dragonfly Falling by Adrian Tchaikovsky
  • The Great Magician by Christian Jacq
  • Dead Man’s Drive by Michael Panush – Sponsored review; I received a copy of this and am going to write a fuller one later
  • Ico – Castle in the Mist by Miyuki Miyabe (RM8 was a steal at the Big Bad Wolf Sale!)
  • Assassin’s Creed: Forsaken by Oliver Bowden (I have issues with his writing style)
  • A Memory of Light by Brandon Sanderson and Robert Jordan (it finally ended but man what an ending. A bit peeved by it, to be honest. Another hardcover steal too!)

Just finished Ico, so I’m taking a quick break before I continue. I might be starting on Alternative Histories soon OR Playing That Yaoi Game I Bought At CF That I Need To Rip. It’s… NFSW apparently, but the artwork looks gorgeous.

2 guys but 24 endings WHAT INSANITY IS THIS?

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Go go go

Wednesday, April 2nd, 2014 11:05 pm
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10KM Medal from PBIM 2013.
10KM Medal from PBIM 2013.

Pull the trigger slam the door
Pick up the pace, it’s time to go
Penang Bridge just you wait
Half Marathon here I come!

Now if only the bloody thing will open for registration. ;_;

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[006] Breaking Away

Wednesday, April 2nd, 2014 12:34 am
geminianeyes: Fran X Miles Double Team  (Fran X Miles Double Team)

Candlelight shot from my own Z1 Compact
Candlelight shot from my own Z1 Compact

Alice opened her eyes.

The first thing she saw was the plain walls of her room. Then there were whispers, coming from the hall. She laid there for a little while, trying to discern what it was that had awakened her. A soft purple glow bathed her room, with the occasional car going down the road outside her house.

Alice blinked. The whispers and the light indicated it was probably dawn, so she still had some hours to go before she actually needed to be up. Then it hit her.

“I closed the curtains,” she thought, turning to her side.

The window and curtains were open. As she got up to scream, a dark figure crossed the room and put his hand over mouth, forcing her back onto the bed. Alice fought him, her screams muffled, but he pinned her harder and brought his face close to hers. She found herself freezing from pure terror.

The man’s irises were red. Bright, blood, shining red. As Alice stared wide-eyed at him, he smiled coldly, revealing bright, sharp teeth. She could smell brimstone on him. A cold feeling settled in her stomach as she realised what he was.

“Now, no screams?” he spoke in a deep, bass voice. She nodded and he removed his hand from her mouth.

“How…” the words choked in her throat as she stammered out of terror, “How… how may I serve you, Great One?”

“We have work for thee, child. You remember the bargain?”

“Yes, but my bro…”

“Did you not see the evidence for yourself?”

“Yes, but I thought…”

“Will you honour your bargain?” the way he asked the question warned Alice.

“I will honour the bargain,” she whispered.

“Good. Then come. We leave now.”

“But my brother…”

“Do not worry, child. We will honour our part of the bargain,” he smiled evilly.

With that, she got out of her bed and took his hand.

“Goodbye,” she whispered.

~~~~~~

This was significantly much harder to write than I expected. There was of course, the usual constraints; work, life, exercise.

The truth is, I wasn’t quite sure if I could have written this.

Things falling away. Trying to break out of old patterns. Resisting the urge to write passive aggressive sentences like this one.

I am a slave to words.

Writing is a compulsion, I think I once said to someone. I can’t live without writing. Or without reading. Someone else also once said that writing was a form of escapism. A world where we become powerful instead of letting reality hold us back.

Is reality so mundane that we must seek to escape it?

I don’t know about you, but yes.

That’s not to say my reality’s bad. I’m blessed, because I have a job I like, colleagues who make me feel grateful for being employed with them, a caring if overprotective family, friends who love me more than I deserve, and I want for nothing in Maslow’s Hierachy (we’re not talking self-actualisation here, by the way).

So if reality is so great, why do I find myself retreating into my written words? Why do I find myself reading old stories, thinking up new scenarios, and building new worlds?

Because it’s where I can simply be.

Matthew 4:4 says, “Jesus answered, “It is written: ‘Man shall not live on bread alone, but on every word that comes from the mouth of God.’”

There’s a simple joy and beauty in words. On one hand, some may argue they are nothing more than lines drawn together. On the other hand, these lines, when drawn together, convey meaning, ideas and experiences to the reader, opening their minds to an alternate present that can only be experienced.

When I was younger, my aunt once allowed me to lead the reading for one of the family prayer sessions. After the prayer session was over, she told me, “You are reading it like a storybook. Don’t read it like that again.”

I ignored her. In my mind, words take on a literal new sensation, a literal new experience. Each word, written, has a tone. I hear them in my mind as though they’re being spoken, as though they’re dancing, as though there’s an actual sensory pleasure attached to them.

Am I seduced by the beauty of words? Completely.

As to whether I am obsessed about them, no I don’t think so. At least not in the way most people assume. It’s one of the reasons why when I write something for someone else, I find it very hard to get offended if they ask me to write it in another way (note: this does NOT apply to grammar, those still bring out shieldmaiden in me).

Words are words. They are tools. Beautiful, wonderful tools, but tools nonetheless. I love how they feel at my fingers, in my mind, through my ears, but words are simply words. They are a means, a platform, a bridge.

Now the ideas they convey… that’s another matter entirely.

I suppose this isn’t about breaking away after all.

This entry was written for the 100 Themes Challenge. For the full list, click here.

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geminianeyes: Who Needs Sanity (Who Needs Sanity)

Me: I’m going for Nescafe, anyone want anything?
Ian: *after a brief silence* Where is this Fondle Cafe?
Office: *crickets*

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geminianeyes: Hagi Saya Side view looking out (Hagi Saya Looking out)

Disclaimer: I received free trial Coopervision contact lenses in return for writing this review. However, all opinion and experience stated below are mine, except for lens specifications.

Lens specs:
Name: Biomedics 1 day Extra Toric
Type: Daily Disposables
Comfort level: TOO DAMN HIGH
Recommended for: Those who have astigmatism

3 days with it.

That’s all it took for me to fall in love with these contact lenses.

Well, no, it was faster than that.

3 minutes. Not kidding.

I got them on a Thursday and put them in on a Friday.

The difference. Man, the difference!

I literally went from being almost blind to sharp vision in less than 2 minutes. It took my eyes that long to adjust, and when I could see again, it was amazing! Did I mention that these contact lenses were comfy? I couldn’t really feel or see them while they were in.

So I wore them to a client meeting where my client actually asked me if I got enough sleep. My eyebags are usually hidden in the shadow under my eyes by my glasses. It’s not something you can see easily if I was wearing glasses. ;p

The rest of the day was spent getting used to the fact that I had almost perfect vision, except for the hours I spent in front of a computer screen. The fonts were a bit blurry, but some eye drops and better rest took care of that.

The brochure says the contacts are good up to 11 hours, but I’ve worn them for almost 14 hours with no side effects. However, your mileage can and will probably vary. I’ve had no bad experience with them in my eyes, but there are some things you WILL want to know:

  • It is ridiculously easy to put these things in.
    Takes me less than a minute for my left and maybe slightly over for my right (the right side’s a bit weird). Never had an issue putting them in, except for that one time I managed to flip the lens the wrong way ^^;
  • The lenses are really soft!
    If you’re forgetful, please please please set a reminder to tell yourself to take the lenses out of your eyes. The lenses are so comfortable and natural that I had to remind myself that this “sharpness” is not natural for me (the irony!)
  • Taking them out CAN be a bitch
    I chalk this up to my own inexperience rather than the lenses themselves. Remember what I said about the lenses being comfortable? They’re quite soft and pliable, which means removal can be difficult. I found it easier to take the lens out of my left eye before attempting my right. For the latter, I slid it down to the edge of my eye before attempting to pinch them out. Eyedrops may make the process easier for you.

So do I recommend these lenses? HIGHLY. I’m actually contemplating getting a full box of my own when my trial runs out. They’re the first contact lens brand I’ve worn that makes going without glasses a real possibility and not a “one-off” annual thing I do for vanity’s sake.

That said, don’t take my word for it. Get your 5-day trial lenses here! Let me know how it goes for you. ;)

Original entry as appearing at Ink to Screen.

January 2015

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