it4m

2010-03-02T18:09:00.000-08:00

Im the Underdog ,
live my life on a lullaby .

2010-02-22T18:19:00.000-08:00

Beauty can make a man throw away his sword .
It can make a king throw away his crown .

2010-02-06T05:24:00.001-08:00

When you look me in the eyes .

2010-01-24T00:29:00.000-08:00

Her Diamonds falling down .

2009-06-29T05:47:00.000-07:00

What Young Love lacks in Direction , it makes up for in Strength .

The 17th of June .

2009-06-17T06:30:00.000-07:00

There is a narrow room I seek ,
far below where few have found ,
There is this room my eyes seek ,
as I slid over ledges and touch the ground .

It is a cavern of the darkest crimson ,
a bottomless pit of the deepest red ,
Whose very athmosphere blurs reason ,
and demands I wake and get out of bed .

But even as the lines of what is real and not blurs ,
I know deep in me that this is not a dream ,
Even as my patience runs thin and my speech slurs ,
I know deep in me that this is not just some whim .

I spot that crimson door into that crimson room ,
and unlike what the owner of this cavern told me ,
This room I see ahead of me isn't my tomb ,
instead , the door was ajar , something ought not to be .

And as I walk in , the rush of a strong embrace enveloped me ,
someone knows I'm spent , leaping into my last fray ,
The embrace strengthens as a soft voice comforts me ,
And I smile , on that faithful 17th of June day .

Day One of hols (:

2009-06-15T04:41:00.000-07:00

Day One of my holidays !
I spent it with my chu x3 .

whoa I tell you today right ,
I went for this law internship thing .
WHOA .

It was , eye opening .
okay la , it's at desa , this place called ThomasPhilip .

theyre all lawyers that do a certain part of lawyer-ing only I dont know la .
'disputes' or something like that .

We had to do some research then draft our own statement of claim .
It was okay la , had fun in between (:
but other than that it was boring GAH .

LAW .

Anyway , yep , I dont have any interesting pictures to post up ! :/ .
I need a camera LA . SOB .

OverandOUT (:

x ams r ovr !

2009-06-14T05:11:00.000-07:00

yep , dont mind d shortforms .

Im just testing out a new way of typin' . Heh :D .

Yep soo , x ams r ovr and Im free , well sorta .

Ill be like , quite busy ovr the first week of da hols .

ah , Im just gonna' post up pics from various sources , (thanks ;D .)

most , if not all , are frm fb .

and ah Faiz .

gay fag .

I MISS YOU .

LISA ! Haha . Moral studies . Ah (:

On this day , I felt EXTREMELY LUCKY to be a man ;D .

Oh we got FIRED by MissNavina for doing this HAHA .

KAY , over and out (:

A longer post coming sooooooooon ,

sorry heh , to dissapoint certain people if they had wanted me to post more xD .

HAPPY HOLS !

Away Melancholy

2009-06-04T02:30:00.000-07:00

And then there was one ,
Bye Buddy .

IT4M

2009-05-31T07:38:00.000-07:00

I Thirst for Magic .

They call me the Betrayer , but in truth it was I who was betrayed .

Resolution

2009-04-28T18:09:00.000-07:00

No UN stuff people .
No New Year's whatever too :D .
I've just made a resolution , for myself .
I'm not going to tell anyone what's it about , much less it's clauses (Santa Claus) .
but I'm telling people I've made one ,
just to get a kick out of it watching curious people .
If , there is anyone curious enough to ask questions about a Lucas' resolution :D .

I enjoy watching curious people (:
Right Ayesha ? HAHA .

Ah .
I should post some photos to make my posts a little moree colourful . But sigh ,
Ican't be bothered . Not right now la .

I've got A View from the Bridge to read ,
Econs and Math to get from Wengers (thanks ;D)
Econs and Math to study for,
My phone's screen to repair,
Pallivian to study for (I don't know if I spelt that right)

Ah . Work work .
I'm sure there are other people in the world out there with worse problems than me but haha .
I can afford to be like , omg a bit la . Especially concerning the Math and Econs part =S .

Ah , bleh ,
my notebook hates me x) .

Lucas , over and out .

The Glitter Annihalatorer !

2009-04-17T06:13:00.000-07:00

If someone takes responsibility for glitter I would kill that person .

I mean GLITTER !

Who needs glitter in this world ?!

Seriously , being a mock UN conference participant ONCE , I have enough experience to dictate the world . This is my resolution (I dont know how to write one so bear with me):

I propose that the governments of the entire world spend all thier money on researching and developing THIS (refer to the diagram below) ! Although I am no architect or engineer , ahem , I have designed this superior, awesome machine ! It's purpose and function I shall explain after you see the picture ! (Look below).

This is the best machine in the world.

It has all the best features like the sunroof .

Anyway , this is what I propose .

This machine travels in the opposite way the world turns and exactly the same speed. That way, it will reach the same spot where it started again sometime. The vacuum is designed to suck every single drop of glitter across an entire longitude. So at some point , the machine will reach it's starting point , and finish gathering all the glitter in the world .

Then , a rocket (which I call : 123 ) will be launched containing all this glitter, into space, and then it will explode and all the glitter will be gone :) . It's a foolproof plan .

I call this machine , the Glitter Annihalatorer !

I also propose that a group of ten million super buff UN peacekeeping soldiers escort the machine as it moves around the world gathering glitter because various glitter-loving NGOs like the Glitter Loving Society (GLS) and the Glitter Rainbow Association (GRA) will launch violent anti-anti-glitter attacks on the machine .

This will end glitter once and for all .

I will not disclose the blueprints ( I dont know why thier called BLUEprints , thier not BLUE) of the rocket (123) into this post , as other people will steat it !

Especially this girl from the Purple Glitter Unicorn Clan (PGUC) sigh . So irritating :D .
This machine will END GLITTER !

2009-04-15T06:35:00.000-07:00

HAHA , WHAT THE HELL .

2009-04-11T21:58:00.000-07:00

Tagged by Ayesha:

1.Besides your lips , where is the favourite spot to get kissed ?

I'd have to say cheek .

2. How did you feel when you woke up this morning ?

My arms hurt aand haha , my phone beeped me up .

3. Who were the last people you took a photo with ?

Jane, Cheryl, Shaun, Ryan and my sis .

4. Would you consider yourself spoiled ?

Naaahhhhh , yeppp , naahh , yep .

5. Will you ever donate blood ?

It depends on who I'm donating it to .

6. Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex ?

Yep .

7. Do you want someone to be dead?

Nope .

8. What does your last text message say ?

Hey guys try to read up on the next 5 chapters and partition so we can work faste :-) cya guys

later (omg do you actually think I'd do that , wait , maybe I would , but only a little !)

9. What are you thinking right now ?

The itch on the back of my left shin , I've got to shower in a bit , anndd I have to send my sister

and her friends to some dance thing ugh . Oh and I'm hungry , but that's a feeling , not a thought

haha .

1o. Do you want someone to be with you right now ?

Not really actually haha .

11. What was the time you went to bed last night ?

Midnight .

12. Where did you buy the tee you are wearing now ?

From KDU haha . It's the cheer whatever shirt ahhh . The gold ting is coming ouuuttt ):

13. Is someone on your mind right now ?

Yes .

14. Who was the last person(s) who text you ?

Kay Hwa .

A Post-It

2009-04-04T07:03:00.000-07:00

A silent visitor stole into my room that night ,
A man clad in nought but the darkest black ,
with skin bleached white and fingers so bony ,
with eyes that shadow all the pains of the world .

He, whose tongue so inhuman and snake-like ,
crafted a trail of acidic spit onto a piece of white paper ,
He, who then stuck it on my forhead ,
and I was then reminded .

Of He who shadows my every stride ,
as I weave my way through His world ,
and toward a gentle light .

Death .

2009-03-18T01:42:00.000-07:00

Death is Eternal ,
whyever so ?
we are all mortals ,
whether friend or foe .

If I should die one day ,
as your dearly so had ,
would it all be okay ,
or would you nought but be sad ?

I wish you not dwell ,
as I have done so ,
though in your heart swell ,
for it pains to see them go .

If you zoom out to the big picture ,
and look at it a pixel at a time ,
you'll see a circle ingeniously architectured ,
a complete whole of a brilliant design .

For that is what life means ,
even if it ends in this way so ,
what is heard cannot be seen ,
and what is felt , can never go .

2009-03-12T17:15:00.000-07:00

I don't do tags , I find it's a waste of time , but UGH , here goes xD .

1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?

Nope .

2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?

I can't remember .

3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?

No xD .

4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAL?

I don't know actually , if I'm hungry , anything is good .

5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS?

Nope . Well not yet la .

6.IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?

Yes , but I'd probably piss myself off sooner or later .

7. DO YOU USE SARCASM?

Yes !

8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?

Yes .

9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?

It depends .

10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?

Honeystars ! But I don't like them TOO much , they scratch the roof of my mouth .

11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?

No .

haha number 12 isn't here.

13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOUR?

Mint Chocolate xD .

14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?

Depends on the gender xD .

15. RED OR PINK?

Red .

16. WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?

My bones .

17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?

RUSSELL JAMES WOO CHEUN HO .

18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO COMPLETE THIS LIST?

No .

19. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?

Jeans , Vans .

right, Q20 isn’t here...

21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?

Rodeiguez talking on the phone .

22. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?

I don't know actually .

23. FAVORITE SMELLS?

My jumpers .

24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?

Ryan Tan xD .

Lol , another missing Qs .

26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?

I don't watch sports haha , but if I had to choose , I'd say badminton .

27. HAIR COLOR?

Black .

28. EYE COLOR?

Black .

29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?

Yep =D .

30. FAVORITE FOOD

Ahhh fastfoood .

31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?

Neither , but ahh if I had to choose I'd choose happy endings . I can't take scary movies , that is , if they're too scary la .

32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?

Igor . Haha .

33. WHAT COLOR OF SHIRT DO YOU LIKE TO WEAR?

Umm . I don't really know la .

34. SUMMER OR WINTER?

Winter till I'm sick of it .

35. HUGS OR KISSES?

Depends if who I'm getting it from .

aaaaand Q36 isn't here...

37. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND TO?

Food and nice smells .

38. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND TO?

'Lucas, be careful,'

39. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?

Jane Eyre .

40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?

DELL .

41. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT?

I didn't watch TV last night , or the previous night , but I think the last thing I watched was Phineas & Ferb . I swear that is the best cartoon in the world .

42. FAVOURITE SOUND(S)?

My baby .

43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?

Beatles .

44. WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME?

I'd say Korea .

45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?

Nope , I have a talent for annoying people tho .

46 WHERE WHERE WERE U BORN?

I'm not so sure noww that I think of it .

47. WHOSE ANSWERS ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING BACK
NONE .

I tag NO ONE xD . Because I don't like doing tags ahaha . Cheers =) .

Another Two

2009-03-03T05:59:00.000-08:00

My days are in obvious halves ,
for the murk of your message clouds me .
In bloody veins and bodily valves ,
my liquid time flees from me .

Are two destinies possible ?
Through compromise and tinges of envy yes ,
but through these eyes of mine incomprehendable ,
of these two things in your heart a guest .

Possibilities claw at me again ,
for your message is blurred all the more ,
hurt or anger I would not feign ,
but know that everyday more I grow sore .

I'm at the middle of two paths a road ,
and deadly two lights scream across both ,
threatening to kill me the lights goad ,
threatening to stunt and level my growth .

Growth of what be so of appreciation ?
Of a spot in my heart grow ,
a spot of leopard a spot of dalmation ,
a spot of you in my soil sow .

I have told of my predicament ,
and like the givers and the takers ,
and for your shield and veil so adamant ,
pass I this burden to you a compliment .

Or so it seems one way or another ,
in the shy , beautiful way you percieve ,
hath it all been so jaw-dropping and a'flutter ,
would the real motive see you recieve .

For one is not two and two is not one ,
have I not made crystal of myself ?
Sealed these lips of mine are on this predicament done ,
by you fair one , who room for others none .

Hello .

2009-03-02T06:43:00.000-08:00

Hello .

Two possible futures lie ahead ,
each so very possible ,
that it shakes me to the very core of my being ,
and brings me onto the knees of my mind ,
begging for a break from thinking .

For when I do not do anything ,
I think ,
against my will I think ,
and all the thoughts come pouring out ,
without stopping do these thoughts then pour .

These thoughts of malicious intent ,
to plague my sleep ,
and drain me of my joy ,
I have ever since tried to be happy ,
and sometimes ,
I succeed .

But one could not tell whether I have succeded or not ,
for the veil around my soul is wound tight .
As I have said before ,
only you ,
my darling poem ,
know of what I speak to you .

In one future ,
all my happiest dreams would come true ,
there will be no sickness and sadness ,
sorrow or pain ,
only joy ,
for as long as it lasts ,
joy flows through me and through me ,
it flows through you darling poem .

In the other ,
what my thoughts so maliciously whisper ,
before I go to sleep every night ,
daringly takes a step forward into the light ,
willing themselves to come true ,
and I have been wrong all along ,
driven along ,
motivated ,
encouraged ,
by nothing other than dreams ,
than mistakes .

How would I know which future exists ?
Is it possible for both to exist at the same time ?
If one is dropping ,
that one is not dropping enough ,
for I am still lost in my thoughts ,
all whispery and evil .
I have already made a choice .

And now mixed messages cloud me ,
would I know what to do when the time is right ?
My soul screams for answers but I surpress them ,
it is too early .
Or is it too late ? I dont know ,
The Temptress does not make things better .

It is the dead of the night ,
the lamp dims at the advancing dark ,
I am at my table ,
comtemplating on choices I am to make .

When I'm All A-Brood

2009-02-24T07:23:00.000-08:00

And a choice I have made,
to tempt Fate I will.

But hand in hand with this,
comes a million other questions.

Questions that answer,
I cannot tell.

For that answer requires,
the ease of another choice.

Which sadly,
is another choice that I have to make.

Reality never accepts defeat,
I have noticed.
It lingers forever in the back of the mind,
when Fantasy departs for a brief instant,
your mind unwillingly falls,
into the waiting jaws of the Antlion that is Reality.

It fills you with doubts,
and uneasy thoughts,
and toss and turns in sleep.

But I refuse to let Reality take me,
as I always have refused it.

So close I came,
to grasping Reality's hand once.
But I stop.

So many paths now I have come across.
As if through choosing one,
I would not meet anymore crossroads,
how foolish I have been.

But I am here now,
and there is no turning back, I don't know.
The Temptress does not make things better.

It is the dead of the night,
the lamp dims at the advancing dark,
I am at my table,
contemplating on the choices I am to make.

The Poem of a Poet

2009-02-14T09:18:00.000-08:00

A Poem is the poet's shoulder,
for emotion blooms heavily in the heart of man,
he who reigns over his emotions are idiots,
and he who does not are fools.

I am of the latter,
for my emotions are a burden,
and my passions, a curse.

No one knows of the going-ons,
in the abyss that is my mind,
but sometimes,
my body fails to deceive,
due to a lonely tear or two percieved,
by the devious or the weak.
But that happens never often,
for my veil is tightly wound,
around my body.

No one knows,
except my darling friend the Poem.

My veil of guise shatters,
into a thousand,
million pieces,
when I stand before my friend,
and I extend my hands.

My Poem wraps her arms around me,
muffling my stumbling lips,
and shielding my weary eyes,
from the pains of this earth,
my shield fades away,
as my stories I tell her.

Oh darling Poem,
whatever shall I do,
if you do not answer my call,
if you do not heed my sorrow.

Oh darling Poem,
whatever shall I do,
when I finish sculpting the workings of my heart unto you,
and you do not smile back at me with sorrowful eyes.

Temptress

2009-02-11T06:16:00.000-08:00

It is the dead of night,
the lamp dims at the advancing dark,
I am at my table,
contemplating on choices I am to make.

The pain of seperation,
would I bear it accordingly?
Or am I a coward?
Waiting for the the moment,
to force upon me a choice must make.
So as not to make one,
with my own free will.

T'would be the gentlest of times,
and the strongest of love,
for what young love lacks in direction,
it makes up for in strength.

But how tight are the strings of young love,
willing to stretch?

For distance is forever an enemy of love,
it beguiles us with illusion,
and taints us with regret,
when we return to sanctuary.

This pain of a splitting,
would I stretch my strings?
To tempt Fate and,
as expected,
fail in a final, cataclysmic end?

Or would it be different?
Won't it be beautiful if we made it?

The light is there,
shimmering and just in reach,
but the journey there is a perilous one,
for distance is our enemy,
and distance our enemy we must make,
it screeches and spits,
would it cut our strings?
My strings?

I want to leap,
into the unknown, to,
breathe life back into these corrupted lungs,
but yet, I hang back.
Why so?

Is not something I desire,
so easy to attain?
If so, then why do I hang back?
My doubts cloud me,
they claw at me,
at my mind,
screaming at me to make a choice.

To tempt Fate,
or to not tempt Fate,
and let Reality grasp my hand,
and lead me down its painful path, I don't know.
The Temptress does not make things better.

It is the dead of night,
the lamp dims at the advancing dark,
I am at my table,
contemplating on choices I am to make.

Fantasy

2009-01-21T04:34:00.000-08:00

A deep difference slices Fact from Fantasy,
A difference so shatteringly biased that it bludgeons the soul,
with the bones of old men,
who sided fantasy as a test of belief,
who stuck to thier stories and thier claims and whatnot,
who out of bodies alive thier bones were pried.

Fact is a painted picture,
and Fantasy is the mind that paints the picture,
as Death approaches me,
so slowly,
so surely,
I await it every second of my life asleep,
unawake for fear,
that my dreams don't come with me when I leave.

I have no self-deceptions of living a life of illusions,
reason be that I reside in this concrete world,
of dark metal and polished steel,
lying still, awake but asleep,
silently praying that my dreams find me,
and take me away from this world of the living .

2008-12-05T03:48:00.000-08:00

OMG ! KCG !
You guys ! I have created another blog with my story on you guys in it .
Yes I know another story :P . Haha .
The first chapter is complete . You can go check it out . NOW !
www.kayseagee.blogspot.com !

HAHA . Go !
:D .

I havent completely abandoned this blog yet by the way , this blog will be used to post normal stuff . The other is about the story xD .

Katie the Cutie .

2008-11-24T00:18:00.000-08:00

OH MY GOD . This entire post is dedicated to a freaking furry thing in the kiddie movie Horton hears a Who . The pictures were taken by my sister , who in a crazed episode went on a picture frenzy to capture this freaking furry thing called Katie . OMG , seriously . SO CUTE .

Omg okay this is where things start to get a tad weirder.

LOL . THATS ALL FOR TODAY FOLKS !

Birthday =D .

2008-11-22T05:36:00.000-08:00

Oh Nixie,

Don't feel unworthy of this day of mine,

for I have felt unworthy of that day of yours too,

an eye for an eye oh Nixie on this you dine,

know that every word I speak rings true.

How awful I felt on that faithful day,

of pink wings and things to do,

oh Nixie there had to be another way,

to break your promise and make you feel it too.

So slowly and surely I planned,

an ingenious masterpiece toward,

the days of speech I banned,

to bring this day closer forward.

And when this day finally came,

just like my plan perfectly predicted,

you felt awful all the same,

to joy I owe for joy I'm addicted.

Don't get me wrong I felt the urge,

to wish you wished me and to forget of my plan,

but to a little bird my plan heard,

to forge on for the hour is at hand.

So its a guilty pleasure I presume,

for you to forget the day I speak in my rhyme,

a favour next year you would have to resume,

and a favour of mine in another time.

Completely self-written and rhymed xD .

We went to Shrimpz xD .

Russell , the Woo-man .

Ryan , Rice .

Pamela , The Man .

Lol another shot of Russell haha .

MARIANNE .

Adrian at the back =D .

Gan Lutee was theree .

Pam xD .

The Tan brothers .

Yep , Luter's mums idea haha .

Blow the candles candles .

Group Photo !

They made me take out the last candle with my mouth . xD .

An endless light ,

at the very end of a rainbow ,

Happy Birthday buddy ,

you're another year older .

2008-11-18T20:23:00.000-08:00

There are parts of us forsaken ,
so deep and dark are these places ,
of twisted sadists mistaken ,
by young maiden's glances .

Deep as they are oh these parts ,
shallow nonetheless with inhumanity ,
dark as they are oh these parts ,
glaring nonetheless with indignity .

The weight of the world ,
bear down on these palms ,
these veins they curl ,
the pain in these arms .

For the world know not of ,
the darkness in each soul ,
and each diamond in the rough ,
nought be but a ghastly ghoul .

Oh there are parts of us forsaken ,
so deep and dark are these places ,
if only one would just listen ,
to the sound of these voices ,
only then one would know ,
of the darkness in these places .

My attempt at rhyming ! Haha , enjoy xD .

Look what I found on the internet xD .

2008-11-14T05:20:00.000-08:00

Theres a fire somewhere ,
in a forest somewhere ,
theres a death somewhere ,
in the city somewhere .

Theres an eagle somewhere ,
in the dark somewhere ,
theres a monkey somewhere ,
in my heart somewhere .

Theres feathers somewhere ,
in the pages somewhere ,
Theres rattling somewhere ,
in some cages somewhere .

Theres a bloom somewhere ,
in the grave somewhere ,
theres a hand somewhere ,
in the shower somewhere .

Theres apples somewhere ,
in a park somewhere ,
and theres oranges somewhere ,
in a lake somwhere .

Theres me somewhere ,
in the smoke somewhere ,
and theres you somewhere ,
in the water somwhere .

And theres something there somewhere ,
always there somewhere .

Thursday , Thursday .

2008-11-08T01:54:00.000-08:00

So on Thursday Thursday right , my dads opening of his factory dilancarkan lah ! xD .

Pam couldnt come cause she told me she had to study for Spm and I was told by my spy that she went to a movie lol . Thank you spy , gay you are tho . Lol . And its okay Pam , I forgive your insolence x) .

The Tans went ! And so did Adwin Teh yay ! My direct neighbour went also , the previous time I saw him I was calling him Xuan Xuan , then now he's asking me to call him Fux . LOL .

My sister didnt take too much photos this time , so theres only a little :D . Enjoy Enjoy it .

When we just arrived .

When the sky looks better without a rainbow xD .

When my brother performed with his friends lol .

This is the face section paired with captions xD :

Whaddup tuts xD .

Yeah lah yeah lah dear I'm kinda busy right now lah ,

later can anot ?

Geez . xD .

Eh enough okay enough !

Yer , what the hell is that ?

OH MY FREAKING GOD MY FREAKING CAR .

Yo yo , I'm Fux ,

I've got like , lol Ducks .

I'm SO FREAKING LAME .

Its okay Adwin , we can always get you another ice cream .

Its an allergy ! My pupils are missing !

Lol xD .

I'm done done done done done . Updating , but I dont know lah . I'm getting lazier and lazier to blog again lol . But I must persevere !

GARH ! GARH GARH !

The next post , will arrive . It will it will it will . :D .

I cant wait to go Beijing ! xD .

Calm .

2008-11-05T17:43:00.000-08:00

We must not look at Goblin men ,
we must not buy their fruits ,
who knows upon what soil they fed ,
their hungry thirsty roots ?

Is this freaky enough ? Haha .

I'm a freaky geeky yellow man ,
and I'm saying hello man ,
to all the lovely ladies who like to jiggle like jello man .

FREAKY !

I went to Faiz' house to study yesterday , with Nik , Ilham , Russell , Charles and of course Faiz himself (Their names are colored according to what shirt color shirt they were wearing lol) . We wanted to study ACCOUNTS ! I got a 6C for my forecast in Accounts =/ . Its okay lah I guess . I should have gotten lower tho haha . So this was chronologically what we did for that faithful study day .

8.50= Charles calls me , 'Lucas WAKE UP,'

9.10= Nik calls me , 'Lucas wheres your house ah,'

9.25= Charles overshoots my house , then picks me up successfully .

9.30= Charles u-turns back to my house to rendezvous with Nik who just reached there .

9.32= Nik came into the car and we drove off for breakfast .

9.50= We went to Tropicana to play ping pong and meet up with everyone else .

12.10= We're done playing nearly two and a half hours of ping pong .

12.13= Nik goes home for lunch and we go mamak for lunch and to pick Russell .

1.15= We reach Faiz' house and prepare for some serious studying .

1.45= We went swimming at Faiz' pool HAHA .

3.13= We showered and changed and ordered pizza , yes we did .

4.30= We watched tv and lay around eating , Ilham and Nik nearly fell asleep .

5.30= I went back home 0.0 .

We were eating alot xD .

So it was a pretty fruitful day , like , I studied alot I think . =) . The judge slams the wooden mallet on its anvil-like thing . NOT GUILTY ! HAHA . I suppose I don't think about it too much anymore . Studying I mean . The last last last day of high school is over and what not . I remember I said I'm not talking about this anymore but I can't help it lah :D . High school is seriously really really fun . And I'm so going to miss it . I will study lah , but I won't study , to my standards , too much :) .

I'm in my cousins room now , I'm supposed to be studying . Supposed to AND I WILL , but not yet haha . Not so early in the morning . Yep its early . I just msg-ed Ooi about the booking of the prom 5 Edison table . Dunno lah she , sleeping I guess .

5Edison people ! DID YOU SEE YOUR INBOX ON FACEBOOK . I swear Russell and Faiz are SO GAY . My god xD . I should copy their conversation in here but I won't , no one would visit this blog , pathethic as it already is , if I pasted what they said here xD . So gay .

Oh yeah , about the Nixies voice .

A Nixie is a faerie in the famed Spiderwick Chronicles . Its a kiddies book but its cool :) . A Nixie , translated to you mortal terms (xD) is kinda like a siren , or a mermaid I guess . But Nixies aren't ravishingly beautiful like a siren or a mermaid . Sea legends potray mermaids or sirens as beautiful females with half a human body and half the body of a fish . They sing haunting and eerie songs that lures sailors onto rocks and destroying their ships . A Nixie has green skin ( lol ) they have legs too , weird as it may seem , a Nixie can only live in water . Out of water , a Nixie would shrivel up and die in a few hours . They also sing . Haunting , eerie tunes to be exact , but nonetheless beautiful . Not that the beholder is a Nixie lah HAHA THAT WOULD BE FUNNY . The beholder just has a voice that reminds me of a Nixie , like when I read the book xD .

Calm I guess . Calm , soothing and graceful . Theres also this kinda coughing-ish tone to it that makes that voice seem like the beholder of the voice is having a sore throat . LOL . But Its calm , and soothing and graceful , despite the sore throat thing going on . xD . Its a nice voice .

The book is called the Nixie's Song by the way . Its an okay book lah . The idea is nice tho , that only when you pick a four-leafed clover then you can see the faeries :) .

I CAN BET , Ooi is still sleeping haha . Sleeepppee sleeeppeeeee ggggiiiiirrrrllll . My dads opening of his factory thing is today night . Can't wait wait wait to go :D .

Grey Swift xD .
YEP YEP YEP .

Picture .

2008-11-03T19:01:00.000-08:00

Sometimes , I just want people to see things my way , see things my way as in like see and feel the things I do when I hear certain songs or hear certain words , like Mystical , or Tranquil . When I think of these words , a picture forms in my mind's eye . A picture I rendered so beautiful in the imagination , only I can behold it in myself . I can never describe it nor transfer these pictures I see to others . I'm sure others have pictures too . That is the curse of humanity , we are chained and entrapped within boundaries of the imagination , a border between what is real and what is not .

We can't bend the laws of reality , and certainly , we to exist in reality itself , can't cross over to the surreal and the fantastical plane . We remain here , in a world as dull and as boring as one can imagine . I imagine these surreal , unreal places in my mind , places so mystical and tranquil , a lake that mirrors the sky , a horizon that barely acts as a horizon , countless and countless of beautiful places , each place a compound of reality and the fantastic . A mix of the real and the unreal . I want others to see and to feel what I feel .

I feel tranquil ,
I feel calm , at peace ,
I feel awe ,

I feel that such a place in my mind is not allowed to exist in reality just because no one else can take it in , perhaps even if such a place existed , even I myself can't take it in , such places are indescribable , they remain only in my mind , it cannot be polluted , mangled and destroyed by the claws and the marks of claws of humanity , such places are immortal , so to speak , they can never be destroyed until the beholder , or the creator itself is destroyed .

I, as the creator .

I feel that this inability of words itself to spill out and paint this picture is not a disadvantage . Its an advantage , in fact . I know that , no matter how much words I use and no matter how much people comprehend them , the picture that they are the creator of themselves won't be the same as mine , each of us are unique in which we don't have the same imagination , a collective intelligence . Each of us has our own intelligences , each creating different things , vibrant things , millions and millions of thoughts processed all at once . This inability , the inability of words forming a picture , is an advantage .

My words , will seep into the minds of others and open their mind's eye . With my words , describing how I see things , with my words , I can give permission to others to see that same thing , in their own eyes . And they , would see something so beautiful , so mesmerizing and captivating that they themselves would be speechless , they would be stunned in awe at the picture that forms from the depths of their mind's abyss . They would be at a loss of words when they want to tell me , or tell anyone else for that matter , a stranger or , the closest friend , the picture that they are the creator of . That is the curse of humanity ,
we are chained and entrapped within the boundaries of imagination ,
a border between what is real and what is not .

2008-10-29T22:24:00.000-07:00

Gah , I'm so bored nowadays.

No school,
study,
computer, computer, computer.
I'm sick of it.
Everyone else is in school!
Why can't I go to school?!
Study leave =.='.
How convinient.
I dont know if I spelled that right.
But ugh.

I've been uploading tons of photos here and there,
mainly here,
but since I'm done here,
I'm uploading photos in Facebook :D.

Check it out ! Haha.

'Damn,'
'I said DAMN,'
'Ekskuu me, can I talk to you for a minute ?'
'I SAID EXSKUU ME CAN I TALK TO YOU FOR A MINUTE?'

'Yeah um .. (hesitates) , sure,'

'I just wanted to tell you the back of your head looks ridiculous!'

'uhh, thanks?'

'You're welcome!'

Do you see the execution in that? That is perfection. So smooth. Its a pick up line by the way. Created by Darrell, Its spelled Darrell but its pronouced 'The-Rell,' Strange. Go youtube. Madtv, Can I have your number, its perfect.

I'm am this close to dying of boredom oh my god. THIS CLOSE !

Hmm. I'm waiting lah . Just waiting for something to happen, something nice, or
something not nice.
I don't know.
I'm just the guy who waits.

Vindicated

2008-10-29T07:12:00.000-07:00

Hope ,
dangles on a string ,
like slow spinning redemption ,
winding in ,
winding out ,
the shine of it has caught my eye .

And roped me in ,
so , mesmerizing ,
and so , hypnotizing ,
I am ,
captivated ,
I am ,

Vindicated ,
I am selfish ,
I am wrong ,
I am right I swear I'm right ,
swear I knew it all along ,
And I am flawed ,
but I am cleaning up so well ,
I am seeing in me now ,
the things you swore you saw yourself ,
so clear .

Like the diamond in the ring ,
cut to mirror your intention ,
oversized and overwhelmed ,
the shine of which has caught my eye ,
And rendered me ,
so , isolated ,
and so , motivated ,
I am certain now I am .

Vindicated ,
I am selfish ,
I am wrong ,
I am right I swear I'm right ,
swear I knew it all along ,
And I am flawed ,
but I am cleaning up so well ,
I am seeing in me now ,
the things you swore you saw yourself ,
so clear .

Farewell, High School.

2008-10-26T20:43:00.000-07:00

High School is over ! We're free ! Finally ! =/ . Its sad lah . I have pictures . Lots of them . Whoever wants them take them . I have alot alot of pictures :D .

'Thier all memores , for all of us to share ,'

When Mr.Hew came in in the morning.

When Mr.Sara visited .

When we were waiting to start the partay =D .

When these two showed thier true selves.

When he took of his pants.

When the food came.

When we were playing Mafia xD .

When I annoyed Mr.Hew =) .

When they started playing twister. HAHA.

Faiz is a killer.

(He sits on you.)

YOU LIKE THAT ?! YOU LIKE THAT HUH ?!

OH GOD !

When the fight started xD .

Flour,

Eggs,

Paint.

Mrs.Chan told me not to post it on Youtube

SURE MRS.CHAN !

Faiz, Nik, Me =) .

Me and Pam LOL .

When, the last day of school ended.

This is candid, really haha .

R L R!

Friends for life =) .

Me and Russell owe you for this Ruyee xD .

Ah , Finally .

Over a period of three days , I have uploaded all the photos , and captioned almost all of them =) . I would like to thank Jem and Ruyee , for I stole some photos from them haha !

No more emo posts after today . Age is a factor of life . We are born dying . And we are always dying .

High School was a bomb . And I have all my friends and all my teachers to thank for it . You all will always be held close to my heart , burning like a sheet of flame in my subconcious .

Good luck , and yes ,

Goodbye :'].

2008-10-24T06:05:00.000-07:00

High School is over .
We're all Free .

The freedom we have been waiting for has finally arrived.
But like all other things, we miss most what we don't have.

I'll miss schooling =/, but most of all. I'll miss my friends.

Bleh.

2008-10-23T03:05:00.000-07:00

Its a Thurday today. Thursday Thursday. Its the second last day of school. Tomorrows the last day. T.T

Byebye, High School.

Have to adapt. No doubt it'd be fun . But I'll be missing classes . Seriously . ugh .

'I don't like taking a long time to blog, get all those colours in those words, bold, italic, font size, font,'
Ugh. Its all flashy and colourful to the reader but personally, I hate doing this . So time consuming and slow. Hmm. 'I think about myself all the time,' Yep, yep I admit I do, cause I am ME =_='.

'I think about my friends all the time,'
Yes , yes I do think about my friends all the time.

'I loathe the caps lock button,'

Its for people with no purpose or reason. They just press it for fun. Who types in capitals all the time anyway ? REMOVE IT FROM KEYBOARDS! (I'm a hippocrit lol)

I need Inspiration. A source of knowledge and endless curiosity. Something that will draw me there forever. So that I can stay there . In that one place , a beautiful place , with limitless boundaries and a horizon that merges together to form a whole . Not a horizon that divides the sky and the earth . Not a horizon that exists . Not a place that exists . But a plane of existance in the mind . In the soul .

Inspiration is what I need . I need perspective , a new angle to view things , not the same old same old . A new way . A horizon that merges together to form a whole . A horizon that , upon a glance , is not a horizon at all . No chains that binds the imagination , with purpose and reason to draw the artist to the lips of the creator . To have the creator whisper in my ear .

"This is what You need,'

In the grand scheme of things. Such a place, does not exist . Perhaps, in the centuries to come, we would search, and we would discover of such a place . But for now, I am searching the confines of my own mind tirelessly . To let myself in a place where only I can let myself into . A forbidden, mystical place, where I can take a picture in words, and spill them endlessly on a screen or on paper.

Inspiration, perspective . I need to feel the breeze , and start anew.

Heh.

2008-10-20T03:28:00.000-07:00

Jonathan Lee came over. He's back from Beijing for his tap exam for something. Came over on Saturday and on Sunday. Shaun, Ryan and Adrian Tan all came over also Lol . For fun laah. Its been a long long time since the entire KoreaGang reunited. We're all going Beijing at the end of the year! Can't wait! Omg.

Jasmine, Jonathan, Justen, Julian

Shaun, Ryan, Adrian

Lucas, Nicole, Leon

Adranne, Adwin

CANT WAIT. =).
Long long time moree !

SATURDAY!

Our Little Band =) . Havent decided what to name it yet lol.

LOL.

SUNDAY!

Three man Chicken!

The next few pictures are dedicated to the Tan's and thier genes to have abs =_=. Lol.

Shaun Tan, 16

Ryan Tan, 15

Adrian Tan, 11 (OMG)

Cant WAIT ! For Beijing haha .

<3.

Torn

2008-08-27T05:49:00.000-07:00

You're a freaking liar .

The way you told me . You don't ever talk to me like that . Should have expected something like that from someone like you .

Flail

2008-08-18T05:44:00.000-07:00

Flailing .
Falling .
Into a dark abyss ,
devoid of emotion ,
and absent of feeling .

Days like these ,
don't last forever ,
nor a moment ,
but instead ,
days like these ,
merely exist .

In the lives of people ,
people that feed on the void ,
in order to feel complete .

People that need these days ,
in order to live the rest ,
emotionless ,
blank .

Days like these ,
don't live in people who don't need them ,
only people who feed on them ,
and will thier existence ,
into the realm of material ,
and the realistic .

Flailing .

Into a day like one of these ,
Falling .

Into cold ,
hard ,
rationale .

Calculative ,
counting the moments ,
to cataclysmic destruction .

Falling .
Falling .
Falling .

HAHA . so emo right . I wanted to give my old poetic side a go . Its been a long long while lol .

Cameron .

2008-08-14T20:55:00.001-07:00

I was browsing through all my old photos and I came across this one haha . My dad knew this guy who worked for Bank Negara lah . And the staff there has acess to this bungalow overlooking this valley thing at Cameron . Only the staff can use it . The bungalow I mean . And oh thank god my dad knew this guy . We went with Shaun they all , that guy and a few of his friends . And seriously man , it was sooo beautiful . We stayed at that spot for like 3 to 4 days I think ? Mahjong , guitar , packeted milo , maggi cup , tv , and nothing else but talking to each other and loving the air . It was soo beautiful seriously :) . I miss that place . So nostalgic , note the nostalgic feel of the picture lol . I fell down after that haha .

My god I miss my long hair xD

Shades :)

2008-08-12T05:35:00.000-07:00

I was on ChienTengs blog xD . And I saw pics of my darl in shades ! =
Haha . I look better lah dear . Or maybe you do ? Haha .

Lol , Jin is there xD . Hi Jin Mae !

:) . Shes so hot right haha .

I'm Flying ! Gasps ! :D . Shaun's mums birthday , thats in Shauns room haha . My sister is good at these flying things , There more !

Ryan Tan ! Damn damn cool right haha .

Justen Lee ! Woah man . He like climbed the cupboard and jumped lol . My sis should have caught a picture of him landing LOL . His heels like , broke I think haha .

Me carrying Justen Lee , he was screaming xD .

Sorry Jia sorry sorry ^^ hahaha .

LucasChen :D .

Happy.

2008-08-11T01:59:00.001-07:00

Jia Ling and Lucas :) .

Starbucks :D .

2008-05-01T03:06:00.000-07:00

I still have the reciept in my wallet . Two drinks costs RM30.45 !! . Oh god but its so yummy :) .

rrrr :) .

Lucas .

Happy Birthday Boo =) .

2008-04-22T04:44:00.000-07:00

Haha . Happy 14th Birthday Jia Ling !

Todays the 22nd of April !

Form2Wordsworths skit competition ! Haha .

I look horrible here but she's so hot xD .

In Form2Wordsworth =) .

Jiaa :] .

Happy Birthday .

I love youuu .

2008-03-28T03:32:00.000-07:00

=) .

Chapter four is coming out late april . Sorry adranne jas jon jus jul shaun ryan adrian ! I've got paramount, classtests2 and all that crap haha xD .

To keep you guys entertained , haha . Look what happened to my hair .

OMG RIGHT ?! haha .

postting another soon to come =) ) .

2008-03-16T06:11:00.001-07:00

Chapter 3 – Truth
Lucas leaped. He didn’t plan to but he had to, if he didn’t, Shaun’s huge metal contruct would have cut him in half for the second time. That blade of his didn’t look sharp, but man it was big. How heavy could it be? Shaun stood a few feet behind his Guardian and observed the battle coolly. Lucas stole a glance at him and he was just standing there smiling wildly, eyes wide with his arms crossed.

He wasn’t going to intervene.

Lucas finished the arc of his leap as the huge knight finished the arc of his slash. Lucas landed again as Shaun’s Guardian began the arc of the next slash. This time, Lucas had an idea. At the moment the blade began falling down as gravity caught it and pulled it in a graceful arc, Lucas rushed forward and parried the massive blade with his tiny Stylus.

Shaun’s eyes shot even wider still, his smile faded and he uncrossed his arms. He was watching intently to what would happen. He had gotten used to the fact that this Lucas guy wasn’t an ordinary foe. No one got past his Guardian before, Lucas did. No one parried his Guardian’s slash before, Lucas did.

It hurt his hands. The Stylus was burning so fiercely he singed off skin from both his palms too. He was pushed back a little but he held back. The grass beneath his feet dragged across the ground as Shaun’s Guardian applied force to the blade. Lucas smiled. His plan was working. Lucas pushed against the huge knights blade. The Stylus had already burned and melted a tiny section of the blade. If this kept up, he would be able to weaken that section of the massive sword.

Shaun realized what Lucas was doing and it pissed him off.

‘How dare you!’ He yelled at the top of his lungs. His fists were clenched and the veins on his neck jut out like a sore thumb. His eyebrows arched forward.

Lucas blinked. Shaun’s shout distracted him. The huge knight pushed him backward and threatened to push the blunt edge of the burning Stylus into his palms. That would be bad. Calculating for a while, he resorted to giving up on his plan. He leaped above the blade as it flashed forwards when he stopped applying force to it. He smiled. Just like he guessed, the sudden disappearance of force on the blade threw the heavily armored Guardian off balance. He had leaped to the precise location he wanted to. In a blink of an eye, his foot flashed forwards and slammed into the metal warriors chin.

No one could believe it.

That freak actually injured the biggest student Guardian in the school. Piece of debris flew off the metal chin. Shaun screamed in rage. No one could do that to his Guardian. No one should be allowed to. No one could.

He yelled, every pore of his body screaming with burning wrath and rage. Everyone took a step or two back. This was going crazy.

In a flash faster than the eye can blink, He opened two portals beside him and thrust both of his outstretched hands inside them. Two solidified ripples as black as night appeared beside Lucas and Shaun’s hands appeared through the portals. They made a wild grab for his hands and he was so fast that Lucas couldn’t even react. The Stylus fell onto the grass.

Lucas was suspended in the air, Shaun held both his hands through portals. And he was meters away! Lucas came to his senses in a second. That happened so fast. He could barely move now. He was hanging quite a distance in the air. He can’t move his hands. His Stylus was on the floor. His eyes grew wider.

Shaun’s Guardian stood directly in front of him. Face to face.

His stomach cringed in so much pain that he nearly gagged all over the metal helm in front of him. The Guardian had slammed his metal gauntleted fist into the guy’s stomach. Everyone heard ribs crack and muscles rip.

He started it, Shaun thought to himself. The madness that runs in his veins tell him not to stop, the madness tells him to continue. ‘Kill him,’ it says. ‘Kill him.’ Shaun’s portals closed after he just managed to pull his arms out of them, making Lucas fall straight to the ground and on the burning Stylus. It was hot, but it wasn’t hot enough to set the grass on fire thankfully. When it dropped the fall had turned off the ignition button on the contraption. Lucas held his breath to prevent the pain from overwhelming him. It hurt like hell. It felt like he was on fire, he could feel the grinding of his broken rib bones against each other.

Shaun’s subconscious was telling him to stop, but his mad drive was telling him to continue the killing. He was fighting with a part of himself that he feared the most. The reason of his suffering, one of them that is. An inner battle so consuming and so corruptive that a normal person would have given up and let the madness take control. But since birth he knew what that madness could do, and he had the sense to control it. If he could find the willpower to. He was torn between stopping the insane over-the-top battle and killing the pathetic wretch.

But even so, he had managed to get past his Guardian and hurt his Guardian. No one has ever done that before. Not even the teachers in his old school, those who tried to. The thought hurt his mind. And his heart. No matter, no one has, he had fought them all in his old school and it would even take a fool to notice that he was the strongest and demanded the most respect there. But they had called him a freak of nature. A scapegoat. He had to make them pay. The madness in him demanded the payment. Even he, with the willpower he has, couldn’t stop himself. What part of him is that?

It was his curse.

Lucas stared up at Shaun’s Guardian. The huge metal man towered over Lucas. Previously he was hovering, but now, he was just standing on the ground. Not moving at all. His giant sword in his hand. Towering over Lucas. Towering. Lucas was at Shaun’s mercy. Everyone could see that. The freak was losing. But it was almost certain that he would lose when Shaun’s Guardian appeared. Even around the world, very rarely does people with Guardian’s lose to people without them.

Lucas stared at Shaun in the distance. Shaun’s entire body was crumpled but maintained a standing posture. His head was in his hands. He was pulling at his hair feverishly. Lucas looked carefully.

He was in pain. A lot of pain.

Lucas didn’t understand. If he were Shaun, he would end it now. Destroy his opponent with one swipe, act now and ask questions later. What was Shaun doing?

Shaun shouted. All the pain rushing through his body. He couldn’t take it. The things he did in the past. The things people said to him. The things people did to him. All the pain was channeled into that shout. That cry which sounded so fearsome yet a cry which feared itself. A cry that seemed to hang in the sky, even though all sound drained away. Only the cry remained.

It was the cry, of madness.

Shaun’s Guardian raised its hand. The gigantic mother of swords raised with it. Its tip towering in the air, looming above Lucas. Lucas closed his eyes. This was it. No more anything. He probably could’ve wished for this anyway. There was nothing in the world for him. He was a freak.
The sword slammed down. An echo of sounds flooded out from the strike point and dust was thrown up into the air in a massive cloud. Yellow sparks flashed out of the brownish dust as the sword settled.

Everyone peered into the dust. Trying to see the torn body that lay inside. Their jaws dropped. Lucas was lying down with his eyes wide open. Shaun was equally surprised and was standing there, just staring at the sight before him. His Guardian had his sword not on Lucas’ body lying there. But on an enormous gray shield. It was engraved in the most otherworldly beings, headless figures that clawed out, writhing serpents that seemed as if they were hissing, half-humans with goat legs dancing with weapons in their hands, their eyes. It lacked something. There was something about their eyes.

Mr.Balewind had somehow intervened. He was standing behind the huge shield, two of his palms placed lightly on the back of it. Lucas was staring wide-eyed at the young man who had taught him just a an hour ago.

Everyone was quiet. They were waiting to see what happened.

Shaun’s Guardian raised the sword from the shield and sheathed it calmly behind his back. Shaun glared hatefully at Mr.Balewind. Madness clouding his thoughts and blurring his vision. The shield dissipated into black smoke as Mr.Balewind brought himself to his full height. His Guardian appeared on his shoulder. Down-sized. Lucas staggered up painfully. The grinding was getting worse.

Mrs.Southwood came running from the girl’s field. She was stunned. How could this have happened and she not see anything? She was about to scream at them on the top of her lungs when she saw Mr.Balewind. She changed her mind.

Mr.Balewind had that face on. She rarely saw that face.

‘Mrs.Southwood,’ he said calmly. ‘Take the boys and girls to the locker rooms, as of this moment they are to return to class and wait for lunch, OA classes are over.’

Mrs.Southwood nodded. She glanced at the boys as one of them ran over to tell the girls. The others shuffled off slowly. Dragging their feet on the ground, peering curiously. Waiting to see what’s going to happen.

‘As for you two,’ Mr.Balewind stared at Shaun and Lucas. Mr.Balewind strolled casually to Lucas. He put his palm in front of his stomach and suddenly slammed it in. Glowing green energy forced its way into Lucas’ ribs and slowly mended them together. Lucas spat out blood on the floor. It had hurt. But he knew it would heal now. He learned that last year. A regeneration spell. It required tons of energy.

‘Follow me, we’re going to see the principal,’

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Shaun’s Guardian slowly faded into the background as Shaun carried out the concealing spell. Lucas held his chest and breathed hard as Mr.Balewind waited for them both.

‘Lucas, a new student, I didn’t think that you would get involved in something like this,’ He commented calmly. He had a look about him that was different than before. Something more sinister. ‘And Shaun, I didn’t think that you would get involved in something like this also, although the control over your powers are very much in tuned,’

Lucas shot a glare at Shaun. Shaun’s madness drained away slowly as he forgot about his shaky past and focused on what’s coming ahead. They were going to see Professor Dosu.

In less than ten minutes, they were sitting in Professor Dosu’s office. The half-light shone in through the frosted windows and a mild breeze came from the open window on the other side. For an office it was quite well lit. Windows were everywhere and covered almost every section of the wall. Minute amounts of furniture lay around. Professor Dosu’s desk, the chairs in front of the desk and the chair for Professor Dosu himself, shelves on the right full of dusty parchments and ledgers. And practically nothing on the left except a carpet and a mirror on the wall.

Professor Dosu sat facing the window so none of them could see his face. He laid back in his chair lazily as if he couldn’t give a damn. Smoke drifted steadily from the cigarette in his left hand.

‘Alright,’ Mr.Balewind said hastily after noting Professor Dosu’s posture and the laid back way he was taking this. The professor would have known this happened. He knows anything that happens in this school. ‘Both of you would have to write your names and your class names in this piece of paper,’

Just as Shaun began writing ‘Shaun, Upper Form A,’ Professor Dosu spun his chair around and looked directly into the eyes of the two students and the teacher before him. He was dressed in simple office wear and a white lab coat. The glasses drooped over his nose wearily. ‘Cut the crap Balewind,’ His hoarse voice said.

‘We both know why the boys are here,’ he said in that whispery voice. ‘They are here to know the truth because that’s what everyone wants to know but they don’t know where to know it.’

Mr.Balewind nodded slightly and went to the corner of the room and stood there, arms crossed, leaning against the wall. He stared at the truth that was unfolding. An undeniable truth. The healing magic flowing through Lucas already stemmed the pain but it didn’t really stop the grinding. He guessed the bones were still broken.

‘I am here to let you know the truth boys,’ Professor Dosu continued. ‘But is that truth something you really want?’ A pause. ‘Thousands of people around the world search for their truth, but when the find it, their not sure whether they want to know that truth, but unfortunately for you two, your ability to decide whether you want to know your truths or not has been taken away from you,’

Lucas and Shaun stared at each other for a bit.

‘You can’t decide whether you want to know your truth or not, because the lives of over a million people around the world, depend on that truth,’

Man is this guy looney. Lucas and Shaun stared at each other again. This was getting kinda weird.

‘Let me get straight to the point okay boys,’ Professor Dosu said hastily. He extinguished the embers on his cigarette in a glass bowl at his side where seemingly a hundred or more cigarette butts lay. He leaned in closer to the two boys.

‘You two are Gods,’

Poking .

2008-03-07T05:31:00.001-08:00

Everyone on Facebook is Poking each other .

Poke, Poke, Poke, Poke, Poke .

I love Joshua Lian =) .

And Russell Woo of course =D .

Lucas .

Music

2008-03-02T01:18:00.000-08:00

It is music that came to be,

Pleasant sound,

and the symphony of song,

that crawls into the mind,

and governs feelings that shouldnt be,

spreads a smile like no other.

Music that came to be.

More !

2008-02-27T02:46:00.000-08:00

More pictures Guys haha . MORE !

Theme : Pictures of me looking retarded . o.o .

Thats it I think .

I think .

Haha . But I bet there are plenty of other pictures out there of me looking retarded . LOL . Eh Adranne, Jasmine, Adwin, Jonathan, Julian, Justen, Shaun, Ryan, Adrian, chapter3 coming out soon haha .

Mr.Siva gave us soooo much homework today =.= .

Wooman =) .

Lucas xD .

This is 4edison , 2007 . =D .

2008-02-25T01:39:00.000-08:00

Just Pictures haha . Of last year =D .

Gangbanging JasonLim=D . Soldat . . Luter Rapping . LOL .

Do not ask . Lookit Pamela 0.0 . Tay Reggie . Basketball . Barefoot .

=) .

Russell Woo nearly raped me today =D .

Lucas.

Jessie Lim .

2008-02-24T06:00:00.000-08:00

Remember Those Cheeseburger and Biscuit days ?

I don't think you do.

I did though .

I miss those days you know ?

Sigh.

2008-02-15T23:59:00.000-08:00

Chapter 2 – Madness that consumes the Soul
Shaun’s fist came thundering down like a flash of lightning and it connected with Lucas’ left cheek. In another flash Shaun threw a punch right and it slammed into Lucas’ other cheek as he staggered back. Lucas was kind of blurring right now but he could still notice his surroundings a little. Everyone around them was engaged in hand-to-hand combat. Shaun punched him one last time in the gut, which made him topple over on to the floor, Lucas’ gag reflex began to lose control but he resisted the urge.

‘How’d you like my filthy hands now freak?’ Shaun laughed and sped away to help another teammate who was battling for the ball. His teammate’s Guardian was the two-headed lizard; it hissed and bit into a guy’s shin.

Lucas’ vision was blurred. His cheeks and gut was on fire. No one had hit him that hard before, even the training sessions back at his old school weren’t this rough. Despite his blurred vision, he tasted the salty, metallic aroma of his blood in his mouth; a single drop fell out the side. Blood excited him.

Shaun grinned. He was happy, happier than he had been for ages. He just punched a total weak freako that everybody hated. He did good job for the community. He felt like patting himself on the back. Now the freak would be more of a freak, he would get compliments in the locker room. He would…

Lucas forced his foot harder onto Shaun’s back as he felt the recoil of his kick. He had leaped up and sped up to Shaun as silently but as swiftly as he could, jumped and slammed his foot into the square of Shaun’s back. Now that he knew what they were supposed to do then nothing would be able to stop him.

Shaun was thrown ten paces from where he was standing as Lucas finished his kick. The recoil of such a kick took time to get used to. Lucas staggered to stay standing as his world swam back into view. Shaun stood shakily up. Behind them, the guy with the snake-like Guardian attempted at scoring a goal, but the guy with the tadpole Guardian blocked it. The tadpole stretched its four tails to the four corners of the goal and increased the surface area of its body, stretching it so much till it covered the entire goal in a blink of an eye and made the ball bounce back.

Lucas looked around. He and Shaun were the only ones on the field fighting without Guardians. All around them Guardians tore at each other with fang and claw. Then, Shaun made his move. Running directly at Lucas, he leaped and stretched his foot out for a sweep kick at Lucas’ feet, Lucas saw it and he jumped, landing again only after Shaun’s foot flashed under him. In another second, Lucas threw a series of punches at Shaun’s neck just like he learned back at his old school. He was one year older than that Shaun whatever after all. His knuckles flashed out and Shaun desperately parried each one slightly. The punching ended as Shaun took his turn. Spinning around, he carried his weight in his right hand and used the momentum to slam against Lucas’ arm, which was protecting his face.

Lucas twisted his arm around his in a loop and angled it upward so Shaun had to tiptoe, or his arm would break. Then Lucas’ other hand swiped down at Shaun’s left collarbone. A definite and painful crack ensued as Shaun cried out. Lucas let go of his grip on Shaun’s right arm and thrust his palm into Shaun’s torso, throwing him back another ten paces.

By this time, the entire field where the guys were 5 minutes ago playing so violently was as still as new born lambs, watching two male goats battle each other out. Shaun and Lucas, the only ones without Guardians. The only ones who weren’t fighting for the ball. They were, instead, fighting.

With the intent to kill each other.

Lucas stood in the hand-to-hand stance he was trained with since birth. His left palm was facing Shaun directly, right fist was clenched tightly and hung beneath his waist. His teacher had taught him that stance. And Lucas had used it ever since.

Shaun chuckled to himself.’ They don’t think I have one, they don’t,’ he whispered to himself. ‘I’ll show them,’

His eyes were wide open, so wide that everyone thought his eyeballs would drop off. He felt it himself. The crazed madness that consumed him when he was hurt. He knew it was bad. He always felt that it was bad, but oh it tasted so good this madness. His parents had always told him to control himself. Reasons of his suffering, he called it. This madness.

Whatever he was going to do now was useless. Lucas didn’t have a Guardian, he liked mudcrafting, he’s blur most of the time, and he doesn’t seem to have any powers. Shaun was going to attack from afar. But he isn’t the one doing the magic.

His Guardian is.

Shaun crossed his arms over his chest, still smiling. Then, he dispelled his Guardian concealment technique and waited. After a few moments, a drop of black water fell from the sky. It was as clear as a black pearl among white pearls, it fell with the fluid grace of a fighter unlike the over exaggerated flashing of rain. It dropped on the ground to Shaun’s right, but instead of splashing on the ground like normal drops of water, it went right through the ground, creating a silent ripple that echoed outward on concrete. Little splashes from the initial drop created more tiny ripples as the middle of the first ripple began opening.

A black hole opened in the ground slowly as the ripple solidified in the ground. A line made its way around the ripple going in circles as the hole increased in size until it covered the entire of the solidified ripple. It was so big, that Shaun and another two people can jump inside without touching the sides.

Lucas took out his Stylus and turned it on. The familiar burning and sparking spluttered from the tiny machine as it heated itself up.

‘What magic is this,’ he thought to himself as he stared at the hole.

Finally, the hole stopped growing bigger. The wind picked up and there was silence in the air. Everyone was watching what was emerging from the hole. Then, someone saw something.

The metal helm of a warrior started ascending from inside the hole. As it ascended, the wind howled like a madman and feathers so fine started falling from the sky, dancing in the wind. The helm completely covered the warriors face. It ascended further as its armored shoulders rose above the hole; it had its arms crossed. Its entire body was covered in gray armor that seemed to reflect the sky. It was imminent.

Shaun had a shaky past, he liked his old school, but no one really liked him. It was just the same as this school. He had a few good friends here and there, but that was it. Normally it was just staying at home with his parents for him. No one really liked him because of this reason. The reason he was going to show everyone now. The reason of his suffering. No one knew he had this reason. But everyone knew he suffered. He was going to show them why. Then maybe they’d understand. They’d understand the reason of his suffering. The curse of all curses. He felt the need to kill. The burning hunger for blood. He needed to kill. Madness. This madness that enveloped him in burning fury when he felt pain. It brought back bad memories. Bad, bad memories.

‘That’s… That… That’s his Guardian!’ one of the guys exclaimed. His eyes were wide open. Drops of perspiration were on his face. Everyone stared at the metal warrior floating a few feet above the ground beside Shaun. It was so big. No one this age was supposed to have one that big. It defied the Lore. It defied logic. It defied everything. He was, not normal. A massive sword as gray as its armor hung behind his back. The hole slowly closed itself up.

There was madness in Shaun’s eyes. He was going crazy. ‘Do you see now?!’ he yelled to the sky, his throat was rough, voice, hoarse. ‘Do you see the reason of my suffering?’

No one liked Shaun because of his Guardian. He was only loved by his parents and a few good friends. No one had a Guardian this big. Everyone else thought he was a freak. A freak of nature that brought bad luck. A scapegoat. An outcast. Of all the people in the world he should know what its like to feel loneliness. The pain it brings. It is the worst pain in the world, with only his parents to turn to. And even they seem distant and unloving. He participated actively in school but when he did anything better than another, everyone would shun him and insult him. He was humiliated, bullied. Until he couldn’t stand it anymore. It hurt so much. No one understood him. Lucas didn’t understand him; Lucas wanted to humiliate him just like the rest of them. The pain. It hurt so badly. He did something. Something bad. Something very bad.

Lucas stared at Shaun. He was seriously unnerved. Could he defeat someone like that? Someone that crazy? Shaun was going mad, he was smiling wildly to himself and his eyes were wide open. He could see the veins stretching out and grasping for his pupil from here. He could see the pain in his eyes.

Could he really beat someone like that?

Shaun’s Guardian was now floating above the ground in a silent hover. His arms were still crossed but the wind died and feathers were strewn all over the ground. Everyone was staring silently. Shaun and Lucas didn’t care about anyone else but the their opponents, each other. They stared into each other’s eyes and felt their hate for each other.

The Stylus was at its maximum temperature. Now would be the time to attack if he was going to. But he would wait to see what Shaun’s Guardian would be able to do first. He held the Stylus close to him. Close enough to keep safe but far away enough for it not to burn him.

The sky was still a dark gray. It had been that since Shaun unconcealed his Guardian. Perhaps it was going to rain soon.

Shaun snickered quietly. ‘I’m going to kill you,’

Apparently everyone on the field heard that because he was shouting it the top of his lungs. Lucas took a step back and pulled the Stylus closer.

Another black hole thing opened beside Shaun in a solidified ripple, which stayed in the air. Unlike the first hole, it appeared more quickly and with more purpose than the first. It was a dark purple, compared to the pure black that his Guardian has emerged from. What monstrosity is he going to bring into the world now?

Lucas looked closely. But that would be his undoing.

In a flash, Shaun thrust his fist inside the black hole. Lucas stared at it closely but nothing seemed to happen for a second or two. Until he heard the faint sloshing sounds of ripples behind him. He understood.

Everyone’s jaw dropped. His power was incredible. No one they knew in the school, teachers or students could do that. No one. And he did it? He was amazing! His Guardian, himself. Who would have guessed?

He could open portals.

A black hole opened behind Lucas and Shaun’s fist flashed out and delivered a frightful punch to Lucas’ back. Shaun smiled sadistically as Lucas fell with a thud on the floor. ‘That’s right,’ he yelled. ‘No one can beat me,’

‘No one,’

Lucas’ mind was racing. Shaun could open portals. At least his Guardian could open portals. His Guardian used a portal to allow Shaun’s punch to connect with his back. He was attacking from afar. But there should be a limitation. Every power should have limitations. But what is his? Lucas thought for a while, but came up with nothing. His power needed the Stylus to work. It was his limitation. What could be Shaun’s?

Lucas staggered upward and brought himself to his feet. The portals Shaun’s Guardian had opened disappeared already. Shaun’s Guardian stood in front of Shaun, making sure there’s no way Lucas can attack from afar. Plus, he had that giant sword. Lucas gulped.

Shaun stared at the pathetic weakling as his slowed, exaggerated movements helped him stand up. He smiled. He hasn’t had this much fun in days. Plus, everyone was looking at him. He didn’t get this much attention for his whole life. He telepathically told his Guardian what to do, and his Guardian nodded slightly. He would have fun slowly killing this idiot.

Another portal appeared in front of him. Lucas noted it and quickened his pace. He stared around him. A second portal should open soon and he would have to dodge Shaun’s punch.

‘There,’

Ripples were echoing out of a central point directly behind him. Lucas back flipped over and behind the portal and shouted at Shaun.

‘The same trick won’t work on me twice!’

The portal opened at its fullest and Shaun’s fist came thundering out the other side. But the side that isn’t facing Lucas. Shaun frowned. Lucas grinned. He found one of the limitations. The portals only open one-way. Leaping over the portal as it began to close, he brandished the Stylus and ran toward Shaun’s massive Guardian.

Shaun didn’t have time to telepath with his Guardian and give it instructions, which meant he didn’t have time to open a portal. He got ready to receive the attack although he was pretty sure Lucas wouldn’t be able to get past his Guardian. No one has got past his Guardian before. All those training lessons back at the old school, no one had got past his Guardian.

No one.

Lucas yelled as he ran toward the huge construct. For a huge contruct of heavy gray armor he drew the huge sword behind its back pretty easily. As soon as Lucas reached him, Shaun’s Guardian swung the massive sword in a even more massive arc against Lucas. But being so heavily armored came with a price. He could move easily with its armor on, but compared to Lucas, he was slower.

Lucas leaped past the deadly sword blade and over the towering contruct, pausing just to lightly tap the Guardian’s left shoulder with his foot to push his jump even higher. He pulled the Stylus closer to him and he got ready to lash out at Shaun. He made it past his Guardian. Now, he needed to just get one strike in, then he can retreat before his Guardian could do anything about it. Then he’d go in for another strike. He calculated. Three such strikes would kill him. The Stylus was already incinerating the skin on his hand.

Lucas landed lightly. A ring of light gray smoke rippled outward as he regained his posture. Shaun’s eyes were wide open. He was shocked.

No one got past his Guardian before. And this freak did it?! It made him angry. Madness resumed its course in his mind. His arm muscles coiled like springs and he got ready to parry Lucas attack with the strange glowing dagger of his.

Lucas dashed forward and got ready to stab the Stylus at Shaun’s gut. But Shaun was faster. The madness in his subconscious flows through his veins and hastens his movements. Shaun parried the stab by twisting Lucas arm around in a circle. The Stylus singed some skin off Shaun’s arm but he parried it successfully.
In a flash, Lucas realized his strike would fail and the huge contruct behind him would impale his body in half if he didn’t get away in time. He sprinted past Shaun until he was at a good range away from them. Lucas took some time to calculate again once he was at a safe distance. He was lucky. Shaun’s Guardian would have impaled him seriously, cutting his body in half if he didn’t run away just in time. Shaun’s Guardian positioned itself so it was in front of Shaun again. This time, his sword was drawn.

The two guys stared at each other for a moment. Lucas in his calm glare and Shaun in the pain and madness reflecting in his eyes.

Then, as if they were a collective intelligence, they moved fluidly and liquidly as one, each running against each other.

Running in for the kill.

2008-01-14T03:22:00.000-08:00

Chapter 1 – Freak

Shaun ran with renewed energy towards the school assembly hall as he heard the bell ringing. He was late. But he could still make it if he ran with his life. And running with he life was what he apparently, was good at. 5 days in this hectic city school filled with bullies taught him that. Every Monday the school would have its assembly where all the students gathered in the assembly hall and the principal made the weeks speech. Usually it was boring stuff. He adjusted his sling bag that slung over his shoulder and pulled his brown hoodie on, his white Nike’s padding on the tiled floors as silently but as quickly as he could.

No one really liked Shaun in this new school. They felt that there was something somewhat different around him. And different was feared, feared was hated. He hailed from the western countryside, a quiet mountain in which he learned what made him what he is today. He went to kindy on this part of the world. For 6 years he studied language, mathematics and sciences, but that time period would soon have to come to an end. His school was one of the little few where he could transfer directly from kindy when he was 12 to secondary schooling for 4 years until he was 16 then he would graduate. But after 3 years of secondary schooling, there was a fire and his school burned to ashes. He had to move to a new school, his parents beckoned him to come here. To the city and enter Shady High. Bullies, smokers and drug addicts were everywhere; he preferred his quiet life of solitude back in his old school. He regretted what he had done. It was bad. He was 15 now. 1 more year and he’d graduate. He’d just have to live through this 1 year and then he was free like a bird to return to his hilltop home with his parents. But also, return to his regret.

He rubbed his nose. The hall was near; he could smell the sweat and the morning breath of the hundreds of people inside. He pulled open the giant entrance doors and shuffled in with the other latecomers. After giving a rather crappy excuse to the Mrs.Southwood the gym teacher, he sat at a lonely corner of the hall and listened to the hypnotizing droning of the principle, Professor Dosu.

He looked around. Back at home; school didn’t have rules like this. You didn’t have to conceal your Guardian. It was completely and utterly stupid. Everyone had their Guardian either on their shoulder or around their neck, on their head or in their lap. It was unrealistic. It would be a torture if you asked anyone out of town. Everyone thinks that he doesn’t have a Guardian because he didn’t have one limply hanging from his head or on his shoulder; they think he doesn’t have a Guardian because they can’t see, hear, smell, touch or taste it. He can make his Guardian ethereal. His old school teachers were so amazed that he could do that, it was a really high level Guardian concealment technique and a lot of adults still can’t master it. The easiest Guardian concealment technique is of course the downsizing. Shaun couldn’t get why others couldn’t do it. He could make his Guardian ethereal easy. It was so simple.

His ears pricked up suddenly when he heard Professor Dosu say ‘We have a new student today, his name is Lucas,’

A boy in a jet-black jumper and baggy jeans stepped gingerly on the stage and stood beside Professor Dosu and his podium. Professor Dosu began introducing him to everyone in the hall. There was something about him that made Shaun immediately dislike him. He knows what it feels like to move into a new school but despite that, something about him made Shaun dislike him immensely. Hate was the word, not dislike. He shook the thought away and concentrated on what was Professor Dosu saying.

‘He comes from the eastern countryside, remote and a private sanctuary. He is sixteen and will be doing his last year here, he has no Guardian,’ Professor Dosu paused and let everything set in.

There were gasps all around the hall, then hundreds of whispers flooded into everyone’s ears.

‘Geez, another freak,’ said a girl a few feet away from Shaun. He felt like saying something aloud too but he was afraid it would backfire and everyone would call him a freak also, so he kept his mouth shut. He didn’t know why everyone hated him, but he could understand why people hated other people without Guardians. It was sort of like racism, only it was more prominent in the world. People with Guardians and people without Guardians rarely got along. That made Shaun hate him all the more. What was his name again? Lucas. Shaun snorted. Stupid name.

Professor Dosu continued after the momentary pause. ‘He is also the last descendant of the Reaper Heritage,’ He paused again.

More gasps. This time, the gasps came from most of the teachers and nerdy people in glasses. The rest of them just look around with a ‘so-what’ on their faces. Shaun shook his head; he needed to ask his Lore teacher about it later. He didn’t have a Heritage, his mountain life denied him the curse of ever having one, but he didn’t want to have one anyway, it’s just troublesome with family feuds and backstabbing. But evidently according to the teacher’s reactions, the Reaper Heritage was well known. There was one thing in common between Shaun and Lucas though; they were both from the countryside. Shaun didn’t like having common things with a freak. It’ll make him look more like a freak himself.

Professor Dosu droned on a little longer as Lucas left the stage and that was that. Everyone packed up and left for their classes. Shaun had Lore for the first two periods. He hoped to the gods that Lucas wouldn’t be in his class, but sure enough, luck had a thing against Shaun. Lucas appeared with his long sleeves and mysterious ego carrying a black bag. He sat at the very back of the class in a lonely corner on the left. Shaun was sitting directly opposite, directly at the back of the class in a lonely corner on the right.

‘Ugh, dammit,’ Shaun thought.

Another thing-in-common to add to the thing-in-common-with-freak list.
His Lore teacher, Mr.Balewind came striding in.

‘Great,’ Shaun thought, ‘Now I can’t ask him what is this Reaper Heritage thing,’

‘Good morning students,’ He chimed merrily while setting his books down on the table. His Guardian, downsized of course was perching itself on his right shoulder. Shaun has been trying to guess what it is for days now and what he got was a crab with two extra claws, tons of extra legs and human-like eyes. Mr.Balewind was more young and friendly compared to most of the other teachers, which made Shaun like him a lot. Shaun could sense he particularly interested in him but he couldn’t tell why. Was it because he was different? He waved the question away and concentrated on the class.

‘Ah!’ the young man exclaimed. ‘Looks like I’m lucky to have the schools newest student sitting in my class!’ Mr.Balewind beamed. ‘Please Lucas, introduce yourself,’

There were a few demoralizing sighs and girls rolling their eyes as Lucas stood up shakily. He pulled down his hood but it didn’t help much, his black hair covered almost the whole of his eyes and it flapped down towards the sides and covers his ears.

‘Em… I’m Lucas, and em… I like mudcrafting?’ he stuttered.

The class laughed hysterically. ‘Mudcrafting’s for kindies freak!’ A girl shouted aloud.

Mr.Balewind slammed on the table and it silenced everyone for a while. He continued in his merry voice, but after a few days you could tell when it was going to get dangerous. He may be happy and cheery all the time but he had a venomous anger. ‘Sarah that’s enough,’

Sarah stifled a giggle and nodded, trying to hide her smile. Lucas sat down awkwardly. Shaun almost laughed too. Mudcrafting is for kindies. How could this guy like them? He was supposed to be through with that dumb exam years ago.

‘Now as we all know,’ Mr.Balewind said, ‘Mudcrafting is an exam in kindy to test one’s energy levels and to focus magic on one point to create a mud statue, we’re all done with that years ago haven’t we?’ he smiled.

Everyone giggled and nodded.

‘Now, lets start with class. Sarah, you’ll have to answer my first question,’ He laughed. Sarah slapped her forehead. She spun around and looked at Lucas. ‘See? Its your fault freak,’

Lucas listened carefully to the Lore lesson. He looked around the class. The boy sitting directly opposite him was annoying him, the boy sitting on the backmost corner on the right. He looked 15. Even though he was this new he already started hating this kid. But the thing was, the kid had no Guardian. Like himself. He concentrated on Mr.Balewind up ahead. Lore.

Looking closely, he realized he already covered this chapter last year. He was beginning to ask why was he, a 16 year old is learning 15 year old stuff when he remembered that at the orientation before he started schooling here, his mum told him that the syllabus here was different. 13 and 14 year olds were placed in the same class and 15 and 16 year olds were placed in the same class as well, the Lore teachers alternated their topics to fit both the knowledge of 15 year olds and 16 year olds into one class.

He stared around class. Besides him having no Guardian, that kid on the opposite side didn’t have one; a small kid in front didn’t have one, two girls sitting together didn’t have one, another guy in front didn’t have one. So altogether, it seemed like 6 people in his class didn’t have a Guardian. Four guys and two girls didn’t seem to have a Guardian.

‘I’m learning this all over again,’ He thought as he stared at the black board. That Sarah girl was 15-ish sitting somewhere in the front and directly beside her is that small boy without a Guardian. His body is crumpled and focused on a single point on his table, which is a colorful storybook. He didn’t seem to be listening to the lesson at all. Lucas looked closely again, how could he be 15? He looked 11-ish. He pushed that thought away as the boy suddenly turned around and stared at him. He pretended to look at something else then crumpled on his desk to get a catnap. Ignoring the strangeness of the boy’s eyes. ‘How did he know I was looking at him anyway?’ He thought. This place seemed to be full of nervous tensions and rivalries, pressures and worries. He rather go back to his old school beside the tranquil lake that he resided in. He didn’t have parents, his teachers told him that they left a long time ago, he had no brothers and no sisters, no uncles or aunties, which was kind of strange to him, no Guardian as well. Which made it all the more worse. But his teachers were kind and invited him to join their Heritage and become part of their family, so he did and he learnt their ways. His teachers told him that his Guardian died in a freak boat accident. Even so, he wanted to stay with his teachers in his school until at least he finished his education and graduated, but the lake had to overflow and the school had to be damaged. It just pisses him off. Now his teachers send him to this city school with spoilt brats hanging around at every nook and cranny. The thought slowly drifted away as he fell asleep on his desk.

He awoke to a light tapping on his head. A soft voice said ‘Wake up freak, OA classes now, get changed,’

He stirred himself awake and saw Sarah walking away in the distance. She had a body-hugging sweater and a pair of shorts on. Yum.

‘OA classes!’ Shaun exclaimed, which got him a few stares so he decided to think his thoughts instead of saying them out loud. ‘OA classes!’ he thought. ‘Time to see what this freak Lucas is made of,’

‘Outdoor Activities eh,’ Lucas thought as he looked a the timetable. He pulled out a pair of three-quarters and a long-sleeved shirt from his bag and headed to the changing room. He also pocketed the Stylus. Just in case.

Shaun jogged around for a bit then stretched. OA classes were his favourite here at this retard school. Mrs.Southwood was in charge of their class, so it made it all the more challenging. After this class was lunch break then Recap classes before going home. Everyone hates recap. It was January and for the first three months of school it’ll be flowers springing up everywhere and playing outside. But this is not the countryside. Shaun would’ve done that in the countryside but this is the city. Cities are boring.

Shaun was wearing a short-sleeved green shirt and matching track shorts. Then, Lucas emerged and strode calmly onto the field. He bent down and tied the shoelaces on his Converses before standing up and resuming his calm walk. It annoyed Shaun to hell. Who the hell does this guy think he is? New here without a Guardian and he’s walking like he owns the place? OA classes will severely lower his confidence then.

Mrs.Southwood walked out on the field in the same red tracks she always wear during OA classes. ‘Okay boys and girls, today we’ve got a solid two hours for OA so I’m going to work you until you bleed in a dozen places,’

She snorted. ‘Soccer, girls go play the other field, guys play on this one, make your teams, 11 on each side. Remember, the soccer rules apply, but no fouls will be given for tackling players, no serious injuries and no death. Here’s the ball girls,’ She threw the ball like it was a bomb to the girls and it hit one of them in the face. ‘Here you go ladies,’ She said as she threw another one into a guys face but he managed to catch it with much luck. ‘Now play nice,’ she grinned.

Lucas blinked. She was talking so fast he missed every single thing. He blinked again and looked around. The girls were moving toward the other field. The guys were busy talking and sorting out the teams. The annoying 15 year old stood on the other side of the group of boys in front of him tying his shoelaces; he suddenly had the urge to punch his face. He shook the feeling away. Suddenly, everyone’s Guardian upsized again. The concealment techniques were dispelled as their Guardians grew in size and length into their original proportions. Lucas was kind of stunned. He hasn’t seen so much Guardians gathered at one place before. A floating snake-like thing, tadpoles with four legs, a lizard with two heads, there were so much of them. They were all dog sized and growling, snorting, hissing at each other. He looked around for that boy in the green shirt and shorts. He didn’t have a Guardian out.

Lucas looked for the strange boy, the one who stared at him in class. There was no sign of him. He looked at Mrs.Southwood who had her squirrel-like Guardian curled around her neck and at the girl’s soccer field, they too had their Guardians out and they were making teams.

But what was this about? He had seen soccer; they were played with feet with their Guardians concealed. He played it with the other students back at the old school before. They had fouls with yellow and red cards and injured players usually didn’t end in death, what was Mrs.Southwood talking about anyway?

‘Hey freak,’ someone sneered.

Lucas looked at him. It was the boy dressed in green. He let his hand out.

‘Name’s Shaun, pleased to meet you,’

Lucas stared at it for a moment, then decided otherwise. He ended up saying ‘I don’t shake filthy hands,’

Shaun cursed to himself and took his hand back. ‘Looks like you’re on the other team freak. I’ll watch out for you on the field,’

Shaun spat on the floor next to Lucas and walked off to join his team. Lucas walked off the other side to join his team as well, not really knowing what to do. How could he have not heard what Mrs.Southwood said? She was right in front of him!

Shaun was in the same soccer team he was in since his first OA class 5 days ago, he’s getting used to what he was supposed to do, it was the only time of the day when people didn’t stare at him strangely or call him a freak, he was good at this game. He already know most of his teammates and what they can do by now. But they don’t know him yet. They think he doesn’t have a Guardian, that he’s just good with his feet. But they don’t know. Maybe today he’ll show them all. Since that freak Lucas is here. But if he does, the consequences could be devastating. He could again lose control of himself and do something terrible. Shaun still wondered how come he hated that guy so much. He got up and followed his team to the end of the field.

Lucas shook his head. The team leader already went through the plan with him the third time and he still couldn’t get it.

‘Em, can you explain it again?’

‘Ugh, shut up freak, just shut up,’ the big guy said and stormed off with everyone else. Lucas had a few tricks up his sleeve if they were just playing soccer but he wasn’t sure what they were supposed to do and why were their Guardians all out and unconcealed. But when the game started. He understood.

This is no ordinary soccer.

Mrs.Southwood blew the whistle and the two people in the middle of the field battled for the ball.

With their fists.

Their Guardians were tearing each other up. Lucas was so absorbed at those two beating each other up that he didn’t realize Shaun sprinting all the way from his midfield spot. When he finally took notice, Shaun already jumped up and aimed his fist at Lucas’ head.

Uh-oh.

Test Post

2007-12-27T04:45:00.000-08:00

Kay, hey guys haha . Lucas here . Just testing whether I can post stuff on this blog. The story is coming out soon dont worry. haha .

Take care.
Lucas.