My Reelity

Ironic.

Even as Shey enters the World of Azeroth, I’ve decided to leave the lands of Eberron.

I guess this makes it the nth MMORPG that I have left even before hitting maximum level. Its a real pity, cuz it really looked like it was gonna be the first as I have only about 1.5 more levels to go. But I guess life is like that, things don’t always turn out the way you plan, even though it seems to be smooth sailing at first.

I actually got the game as I know I was gonna have some time on my hands then, and I needed something to kill it with. And if everything went on according to plan, I wouldn’t have any more reason to need something to kill time with after that certain period was over. But what I intended for the good of other ultimately turned out to be unappreciated. Well, you know what they say, the road to hell is paved with good intentions. The thing is I never thought that it would be me facing hell out of my good intentions. *sigh*

So I guess another irony is, I now have more time to kill with, but I’ll not be playing the game to kill it. There’s another game I am tempted to try again (no its not WoW), despite the fact that I’m really a poor playa at it. But I guess practice makes perfect. 😉

Carnival – The Cardigans

Lyrics here.

Dunno why for the longest time, I’ve always thought it was sung “You will never know, cuz I will never show” instead…

I dreamed I attended a wedding dinner last night. Its funny how when I wake up, I forgot whose it was.

In the midst of it, I noticed an acquaintance having his wedding dinner in the restaurant down the road as well, and decided to go over and say “hi”. As I walked there, I tripped over something and by the time I recovered, it turns out his banquet had started and the doors were closed. I looked at my watch, its 10 minutes to eight, and I thought to myself, gee they start so early ah?

Undeterred, and since I was already there, I opened the doors and walked in, trying to act as if I’m invited amidst curious stares from the other wedding quests. I soon found the groom, who quite suddenly turned into a different person! The weird thing is that “I” still had known the groom before and the groom had in turn also recognise me.

He was however surprised to see me and asked how come I know he was having his wedding dinner here, as we have lost contact with each other for quite awhile. I told him that I happened to be attending another wedding dinner nearby and happened to see him here, so I thought I’ll pop over and say hi.

He didn’t really buy my story so we went out, and I pointed to him where I came from. You mean you could see me from there, he wondered in amazement. I told him I really was not shitting him and asked him to come with me to the restaurant where I’m attending the other dinner, so that he can see for himself.

However, as we approached the other restaurant, we noticed the doors were closed as well. But from where we were standing, I could still see clearly the people over at his restaurant.

“You see that old man over there? I can see his face clearly. Can you?”

He shook his head, and looked at me weirdly. However he wasn’t willing to pursue the matter, and instead passed me his name card and an old class photo of us together. I thanked him and wished him all the best before I started to head back towards my other wedding dinner.

Enroute, I somehow made a wrong turn (which is weird, seeing how the restaurant is less than 50 metres away) and had to track back. While tracking back, some dude whom my dream self apparently knew called out to me, but I told him I couldn’t chat as I’m late for a banquet.

I managed to make it back in time, it seems for although the doors were closed, they have not started the first dish. Time check, its just past 2030. The weird thing is, even though I could have sworn this was the same restaurant that i took off from, there’s something different about it as well as the people I’m supposed to be seating with. I looked at the class photo the guy gave me and found the people in it familiar, not that I know them in real life, but I know them from a previous dream…

And that’s when I realised that its a continuation of one of my dream sequences again. It seemed a lot had happened in between, which I have no recollection of. Man, I can’t believe I’m having amnesia with my dreams. -_-”

You know what, I think the trip I had somehow triggered this and before I made my way to the other restaurant, it seemed I was just having a normal dream…

Of late I’ve been plagued by dreams that I can’t seem to remember. And I want to remember these dreams, damn it, cuz they really have been robbing me of a good nite’s sleep. Anyway, last night was one of those nights again and I woke up bleary-eyed and a bit later than I would have liked.

But instead of preparing for my audition, I don’t know why I had this sudden urge to check through my yahoo groups, and lo and behold, I found quite a few important casting calls that I missed due to my inane spam email filter program bouncing these mails again. Heng ah!! Cuz for a number of them, today’s the last day of casting.

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Because its Zeus‘s birthday and because I’m still waiting for him to send Aphrodite to me, I have no choice but to obey his carrion call.

1) I’d rather be Vincent Lee than any other actor. (Actors)
2) I’d rather be hated and understood, rather than loved and misunderstood. (Philosophy)
3) I’d rather have super luck than any other super power. (Super Powers)
4) I will rather keep my bitter memories, have the sporadic dark clouds when these memories do surface, than bask in the eternal sunshine of lost memories. (Cheemology)
5) I’d rather be Dream than Death. (The Endless)

Not gonna tag anyone else, cuz the last time I tagged people all boh hew me. T_T

When I received the casting call earlier in the week, I thought it was for a production that I applied for. Turns out that the director had gotten my name and contact from somewhere or someone, which had me pondering who that kind soul might be.In any case, my audition tape got a bit screwy and so I had to go down another time. This time, the director was around and I got to know that she got my contact from Dave cuz she liked “4444“! Wahaha, looks like this is starting to pay dividends finally (yeah I reckon its about time too :P).

I excitedly called Dave up to thank him about it and he casually informed me that he heard “4444” has just started screening on TV Mobile. Since he sounded really casual about it, I didn’t really believe him until a friend smsed me and told me I looked good with oxygen tubes up my nose…

I guess its kinda sad that I only look good when I’m comatose. >.< On another note, this kinda explains the weird looks I've been getting on public transport lately...time to, errm, wear my shades more often I guess. :p Update : Saw it on my bus journey today… Luckily no one seems to have recognised me (cuz I forgot to wear my shades dammit) save for a few kids who turned back and looked at me quizzically. I errm, looked quizzically back at them. 😛

What surprised me was that they actually had a commercial break when they screened the film! And it was a long break as well, and suffice to say it totally ruined the mood and impact of the film. To me anyways. *sigh* Ah well.

Over the weekend, I went to one of the best wedding dinners I’ve ever attended.

It was the best because not only was our table only half full, the food was the best I’ve ever tasted as well.

And I had a personal record-breaking third bowl of sharksfin, Tung Lok one somemore. Sibeh shiok ah!

In fact all of us had so much food such that when the steamed fish came, we end up only finishing half the fish. The chicken that followed fared no better; I think only a quarter of it was consumed. By then, our server was already shaking her head and thinking how many curses we must have been bestowed upon the gods that frowned upon wastage of food.

If you ask me, I don’t think we are cursed lah, those who didn’t turn up are to blame what. 😛

Anyhoo, you can read another account of it by a friend who recently got into blogging. Gurms is a witty and funny guy in person, and whose language skills outshines all of us at the table. So do head on there, and tell him Ruok sent ya.

Towards the end of dinner, a mutual friend of theirs pop over and after a bit of small talk and pleasentries, requested for my name card. When I told him I didn’t bring any, he appeared a bit miffed so I offered, “Its really very easy to contact me these days. Just google “Vincent Lee” lor, my website is numero uno,” while smiling sheepishly at the groans groaning around me.

His response was, “This guy is proud and shameless. I like.”

Hmm, I think this is the first time I’ve been told straight to the face that I’m proud and shameless.

And you know what, I think that’s how I’ve been able to handle my 99% rejection rate (reel and real life :P) thus far.

By being proud and shameless. *makes “V” sign*
(On another note, I’m not shameless and proud hor. There is a difference. 😛)

Some kind soul has voluntered to write an entry for me.

Read all about it here.

Nice to know I’m doing something good hor. 😛

Update : Apparently, this is what “Ruok” means as well, *koff koff* *ahem*

I’m back!!

And with most of my pieces still intact, save for a slightly twisted ankle and a sore throat. 😛

Wanna extend a very big thankew yew to naeboo for guest blogging! I’m deeply, deeply honoured and I do hope it has been fun for you! And just so you know, you can continue to guest blog here as and when you like it babe. 😀

Oh if the title sounds familiar, its because its the opening line of this really great song :

You cannot quit me so quickly

Is no hope in you for me

No corner you could squeeze me

But I got all the time for you, love

The Space Between

The tears we cry

Is the laughter keeps us coming back for more

The Space Between

The wicked lies we tell

And hope to keep us safe from the pain

But will I hold you again?

These fickle, fuddled words confuse me

Like ‘Will it rain today?’

Waste the hours with talking, talking

These twisted game we play

We’re strange allies

With warring hearts

What wild-eyed beast you be

The Space Between

The wicked lies we tell

And hope to keep us safe from the pain

Will I hold you again?

Will I hold…

Look at us spinning out in

The madness of a roller coaster

You know you went off like a devil

In a church in the middle of a crowded room

All we can do, my love

Is hope we don’t take this ship down

The Space Between

Where you’re smiling high

Is where you’ll find me if I get tickled

The Space Between

The bullets in our firefight

Is where I’ll be hiding, waiting for you

The rain that falls

Splash in your heart

Ran like sadness down the window into…

The Space Between

Our wicked lies

Is where we hope to keep safe from pain

Take my hand

‘Cause we’re walking out of here

Oh, right out of here

Love is all we need here

The Space Between

What’s wrong and right

Is where you’ll find me hiding, waiting for you

The Space Between

Your heart and mine

Is the space we’ll fill with time

The Space Between…

On another note, I had to send Paqqy for repairs and my SIM card doesn’t have all your contacts. So pardon me if I don’t recognise your phone numbers these few days hor.

My ass is still smarting from that whipping. Hah. I guess that’s what u call a “smart ass” 😀

Waittamynuittt… I have a metal ass. That’s it. I have the power of hard ass! yay. Nuthin’ like that can hurt me. I am powderful!!! MUAHAHAHAHA Beware of the metal-assed fembot.

oh shit, it’s too damn hot here. brb. wanna shower.

Okies. I;m back. Hmm.. I don’t know what kinda readers Ruok has over here. So, I’mma juz gonna play by ear. The week is almost over anyways. I’m pretty hungry now so let’s talk about food.

[To all them ppl who wanna bring me down by reminding me that I’m a robot and don’t need to eat. Just go and bother some other robots or set yourselves on fire or sthg.]

My favourite food of all time has to be tuna. Tuna of all kinds. Next thing, is char kueh teow. OOooooo.. OMFG How can ppl not have love for CKT? YUmmm.. The sheer yumminess with pig lard, siham, eggs …*blink blink* and whatever there is to make it so damn fuckalicious. *choke*

Ok. I’m done. I almost passed out from imagining CKT with tuna. ….. :O

I need to find some food. Ta!

naeboo @2:15am 13jul2006

Back for a few hours, so thought I’ll post this first.

When I first got into acting, I didn’t tell my camp mates that I was an actor. With my “Clark Kent” disguise, I thought I could keep my alter ego well under wraps and that I could go about doing my time reservist unassumingly. However, as the years go by and as I get more and more good roles, my disguise began to fail miserably.

It was the storemen that first saw through my disguise and confront me about it. They have found me familiar, and wanted to make sure it was me they saw on screen, in spite of my pathetic disguise. As I’ve never denied this when asked, I admitted to it and told them to keep this under wraps. But still, by and by, the word spread, and since some of the guys have never actually seen me on telly, they didn’t really believe these storemen at first.

However, when some of them actually did catch me on screen later, the next ICT would have them coming up and telling me that they saw me on television etc etc. In the beginning, there were only a handful of them, but these number just grew and grew through the years.

Now,its five years later. And when my company sergeant major also informed me that he just saw me on True Files, I take it as a sign that almost everybody knows I’m an actor liow. I guess it will be a matter of time before the “keng” king tag starts to float around. 😛

It also happens so that this time round, part of our training involved some re-enactment of hostile situations. And guess who kenna arrowed to be one of the actors? 😛 And how they teased each other about what a great privilege it was to act with a Mediacorp actor afterwards. *mutter* (For the record, I’m technically not a Mediacorp artiste hor, not that I don’t want to be)

Since they know so much about me liow, I thought it was only fair that I let them on to my other identity. So the other night, when we were chilling out and talking about the food in Adam Road, I waited for a break in the conversation and added,

“Actually, I don’t go to Adam Road that often. I go to Eve Street more often.”

Bewildered stares went around. “Eh which street again?”

“Eve Street. E-V-E.”

“Got such street meh?!!” “Where is Eve Street?!!”

“Well you all know got Adam Road right? So must have Eve Street also right?”

Muted silence. Then mirth and laughter. “Wahahaha, wahlau eh! this kind of thing you also can think of. R u ok or not?!!”

I smiled, laughed and nodded.

That’s who I am guys, that’s who I am.

P.S. naeboo, time for your next post! *cracks whip*